[ Who needs thoughts anyway, when you've got a once-Time Lord in your bed that you've been loving and lusting after for god knows how long, now? Even if, you know-- details. Like we said. Who needs thoughts.
But she will readily agree about their being a little too much fabric left between them, even if it's merely a bit of cloth covering the important bits. It might just feel like a parka once his mouth reaches her chest, eliciting a delightful little noise out of her throat. And then he's kicking off his boxers and she's gasping a little because while she can't really see anything, she can definitely feel him. Hot and hard and leaving her hips to buck slightly upwards against him, as if trying to coax some further action from him.
Instead, she reaches down, only a little awkwardly, and tugs down her own underwear, bumping him once or twice with her knee (and a chuckle), before flinging them off to some other part of her room. For a moment, a full body shiver seems to quake across her, shuddering her breath into a strange sort of inhale. ]
Doctor...
[ Because why use silly numbers, when she has a feeling his name is going to be much more effective. Even in her sleep-addled, semi delirious state, she knows what she wants. Who she wants. And if consequences come later, then damn them to later. ]
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But she will readily agree about their being a little too much fabric left between them, even if it's merely a bit of cloth covering the important bits. It might just feel like a parka once his mouth reaches her chest, eliciting a delightful little noise out of her throat. And then he's kicking off his boxers and she's gasping a little because while she can't really see anything, she can definitely feel him. Hot and hard and leaving her hips to buck slightly upwards against him, as if trying to coax some further action from him.
Instead, she reaches down, only a little awkwardly, and tugs down her own underwear, bumping him once or twice with her knee (and a chuckle), before flinging them off to some other part of her room. For a moment, a full body shiver seems to quake across her, shuddering her breath into a strange sort of inhale. ]
Doctor...
[ Because why use silly numbers, when she has a feeling his name is going to be much more effective. Even in her sleep-addled, semi delirious state, she knows what she wants. Who she wants. And if consequences come later, then damn them to later. ]