Second Doctor Who/Torchwood Porn Battle - Better Late Than Never
(how could I have called it anything else? :))
A thank you to oxoniensis for the original concept of the porn battle ( Read more... )
A thank you to oxoniensis for the original concept of the porn battle ( Read more... )
The Doctor looked at Tegan as she moved so confidently around the room. Her kohl-lined eyes sparkled with amusement. Her kiss swollen lips, full and tempting with their hint of jewel dust shimmer, curved with a knowing, enigmatic smile. As if feeling the Doctor's eyes on her, she turned, giving him an unobstructed view of her bared breasts framed by a thin harness of gold chain and sparkling, deep green jewels. Her nipples were dark, tight, each circled by a confining hoop of gold that sported a cascade of deep green stones that swayed with her every breath.
He took a deep, calming breath, offering his companion a soft smile before turning back to the man beside him. "She deserves far better," he whispered into his glass, surprising a laugh from the younger man.
"But if I am not mistaken, Delegate Doc'tore," the Prince said, the smile evident in his tone, "She is quite content with what she has." He motioned to the room and the Doctor looked up to find Tegan moving towards them, the ribbons and chain of her skirt swirling with each sway of her hips, showing hints of her shapely, bare legs. The Prince bowed over her hand, kissing it gallantly. "Consort T'gan," he said against the skin of her inner wrist. "You grace my gathering with your presence."
Tegan curtsied, her smile growing wider even as he eyes sought out the Doctor's. "You honor me, my gracious Prince," she answered carefully. "I would like to steal my Delegate from you for a while, if I may." She tilted her head, looking up at the Prince through long, coy lashes.
The Prince laughed, a rich, full sound, reaching out to pat the Doctor heartily on the back. "Ah, the joys of a new joining." He placed Tegan's hand in the Doctor's, curling their fingers together in a ritual blessing. "You may steal him, but not too far or for too long, my beautiful temptation," he allowed. "For I will wish to speak with your Delegate before the night is over, and I would prefer he still have some brains with which to converse." He clapped the Doctor on the back once more, smiling as the other man blushed hotly. "Enjoy!" He nodded to the pair and left them on their own.
Tegan curled into the Doctor's lithe form, knowing eyes were watching them. Her hand sought out the front placket of his robe and her hand wrapped around his erection with ease making him gasp and shiver. "The things I do," she whispered against his silk covered chest, "to see you in fancy dress."
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