"I AM DEFINITELY A MADMAN WITH A BLUE BOX."
- The Doctor
He was just a Time Lord,
one who loved meddling
with fire. And she was his
perfect match.
[ Eleventh Doctor x O...
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Waking up the next morning, I was immediately aware that the Doctor was not asleep. My back was to him, the Doctor's arms snaked around my body, his head buried deep in the crook of my neck.
"Good morning." His voice was raspy with sleep, lips tenderly kissing my shoulders. "Are you okay? How bad does it hurt?" I smiled at his answer, remembering last night.
We had sex, no. We made love. The Doctor and I made love, and I stayed in control, I didn't burn anything.
"Mmm," I mumbled, turning over so I was now facing the Doctor. "I'm fine, last night was..." I couldn't even describe it, the Doctor chuckling while placing a kiss on my forehead.
"Fantastic." He finished for me, hands grazing over my naked back.
It was then that I became hyper-aware of our naked forms, and not only that but the sticky mess below the covers. Almost shyly, I peeked under the covers mouth falling agape at the mess. An immense amount of dried semen, more than average, something which I was assuming was a Timelord thing.
Raising a brow, the Doctor followed my gaze giving a warm laugh at what he saw.
"Oh, we have ruined the sheets, haven't we?" I sounded annoyed, the Doctor kissing my cheeks while grinning as if proud of himself.
"No, the TARDIS will change out the sheets for us. The semen is, well..." He awkwardly coughed, rubbing the back of his head as his cheeks turned a bright pink color. I rose a brow at his shy nature, making the Doctor blush all the more. "It's a Timelord thing, much more semen than any other being. Perfectly normal for me, but we should get ready." I laughed as he rushed out of bed, leaving me with a kiss as he waltzed into the bathroom.
Well, today was surely going to be interesting.
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"You two had sex!" Was what the Doctor and I were greeted to as soon as we stepped into the console room.
The Doctor's mouth fell agape, himself spinning a circle while I looked to Amy in complete befuddlement.
"How could you possibly know that?" I asked while the Doctor rushed to the TARDIS a dark blush coated over his cheeks at Amy's words.
Amy grinned, from where she and Rory were playing darts with music blasting in the background. "You two weren't exactly quiet about it last night." Rory sighed, throwing a dart which hit close to home.
The Doctor's face grew even darker, as he flapped about the console bringing a screen in front of his face. "Well, Rory," He snipped, his embarrassment on full display. "When a couple loves each other very much, they tend to make noises such as that." I noticed the Doctor was pulling up Amy's abdomen again, checking to see whether or not she was pregnant.
Alike to last time, it kept flashing positive and negative, never stopping on one. Amy giggled as she threw a dart hitting bulls eye, winking at Rory.
