One day she'll fly away
River/Beverly
River Song had only planned to maybe find one person on-board to spend her time with. Instead she had found three, although she was definitely intrigued by the quiet doctor’s mind and looks. She was instantly smitten when the woman proved herself to not just be smart but to have a slight Scottish accent, even in four years of being away from Amy Pond she still had a definite love of the accent.
Beverly had done all she could to stop River chasing her but she had not had enough warning to stop the woman catching her as she collapsed, her tiredness and the heat catching up to her. She had felt strong arms loop around her, scooping her up and carrying her to her quarters. Tiredness had won and she had lain asleep for a good long time. She had expected River to be gone by the time she awoke, pleasantly surprised to see the woman watching over her, a gentle hand stroking her hair.
She had stirred then, attempting to sit up, finding herself pressed back onto the bed by a gentle hand as the woman shifted to kneel over her, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead, then her cheek, her neck and finally her lips. She had given into the kiss with a soft moan, allowing her body to relax even as her legs fell open, leaving her bared to any move the woman cared to make.
River had shifted to kiss her again, a hand trailing lazily over her body before ending up between her thighs, her entire body reacting to the woman’s touch, the woman soon bringing her to a full climax, her body shivering as she came down, tears dampening her cheeks even as River kissed them away.
“I know.” The words were whispered. “I know, it’s okay.”
Once Beverly was settled and River was sure she was resting she had moved to dress, calling Deanna to the woman’s side, telling her of what had happened at the woman’s place of work before leaving, glad to see Deanna settle beside the woman and kiss her hairline softly.
River Song had only planned to maybe find one person on-board to spend her time with. Instead she had found three, although she was definitely intrigued by the quiet doctor’s mind and looks. She was instantly smitten when the woman proved herself to not just be smart but to have a slight Scottish accent, even in four years of being away from Amy Pond she still had a definite love of the accent.
Beverly had done all she could to stop River chasing her but she had not had enough warning to stop the woman catching her as she collapsed, her tiredness and the heat catching up to her. She had felt strong arms loop around her, scooping her up and carrying her to her quarters. Tiredness had won and she had lain asleep for a good long time. She had expected River to be gone by the time she awoke, pleasantly surprised to see the woman watching over her, a gentle hand stroking her hair.
She had stirred then, attempting to sit up, finding herself pressed back onto the bed by a gentle hand as the woman shifted to kneel over her, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead, then her cheek, her neck and finally her lips. She had given into the kiss with a soft moan, allowing her body to relax even as her legs fell open, leaving her bared to any move the woman cared to make.
River had shifted to kiss her again, a hand trailing lazily over her body before ending up between her thighs, her entire body reacting to the woman’s touch, the woman soon bringing her to a full climax, her body shivering as she came down, tears dampening her cheeks even as River kissed them away.
“I know.” The words were whispered. “I know, it’s okay.”
Once Beverly was settled and River was sure she was resting she had moved to dress, calling Deanna to the woman’s side, telling her of what had happened at the woman’s place of work before leaving, glad to see Deanna settle beside the woman and kiss her hairline softly.