Rec: Playing Consequences
Story: Playing Consequences
Author: kiwimouse
Rating: Adult
Word Count: 491
Author's Summary: It was 1984, and the Doctor was in bed with Sarah Jane Smith. Classic!Sarah/Nine.
Characters/Pairings: Nine/Sarah Jane
Recced because: Short, but it packs a hell of a punch. You know how sometimes you just want a fic to reach down into your chest, pull out your heart, and rip it in half? In such a beautiful way that you compulsively return to it again and again, because even though it hurts, oh, it just hurts so damn good? This is that fic. Excuse me, I'm going to go read it again, and then try to explain to my roommate why I'm sobbing "NIIIIINE!" and "SARAH JAAAAAANE!" and "EVERYTHING IS SO BEAUTIFUL" over and over.
Excerpt: It was 1984, and the Doctor was in bed with Sarah Jane Smith, thrusting into her as though nothing had changed because she hadn't seen him in four years and he hadn't seen her in about three hundred, and as he fumbled at her breasts and drank in the taste of her mouth, he knew was breaking the very laws of time he strove so hard to follow now, because there was no one to make him.
Author: kiwimouse
Rating: Adult
Word Count: 491
Author's Summary: It was 1984, and the Doctor was in bed with Sarah Jane Smith. Classic!Sarah/Nine.
Characters/Pairings: Nine/Sarah Jane
Recced because: Short, but it packs a hell of a punch. You know how sometimes you just want a fic to reach down into your chest, pull out your heart, and rip it in half? In such a beautiful way that you compulsively return to it again and again, because even though it hurts, oh, it just hurts so damn good? This is that fic. Excuse me, I'm going to go read it again, and then try to explain to my roommate why I'm sobbing "NIIIIINE!" and "SARAH JAAAAAANE!" and "EVERYTHING IS SO BEAUTIFUL" over and over.
Excerpt: It was 1984, and the Doctor was in bed with Sarah Jane Smith, thrusting into her as though nothing had changed because she hadn't seen him in four years and he hadn't seen her in about three hundred, and as he fumbled at her breasts and drank in the taste of her mouth, he knew was breaking the very laws of time he strove so hard to follow now, because there was no one to make him.