Drabble and a half: Priorities (1/1)
Title: Priorities
Author: karenor
Character/Pairing: Ten II/Rose
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Bed. Fluff.
Disclaimer: BBC owns, etc. etc.
Author's Notes: A little bit of fluffiness to make up for my last fic's largely unresolved angst. And a wee celebration of 150 people having favorited on teaspoon (see, because it's a drabble and a half?). :) Unbeta'd. Exactly 150 words.
"Stay," he grumbles, wrapping an arm possessively around her as she tries to get out of bed.
"You're meant to be asleep," Rose points out, kissing him on the nose. "You had a late night last night. And if they ever knew, the world would thank you for saving them from the evil horde of Mumble Bottoms. I, on the other hand, have to go to work."
"Mabelbrumptons," he corrects automatically, tugging her back again as she attempts to make a break for it. "Call in sleep."
"Can't call in sick because I want to have a lie in, Doctor."
"Okay then." He pulls her beneath him, pressing against her some parts of himself that are far less asleep. "Call in sex," he purrs, before snogging her quite soundly.
Rose comes up for air, giggling beneath his mouth, and, freeing a hand from between their bodies, reaches for her phone.
FIN
Author: karenor
Character/Pairing: Ten II/Rose
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Bed. Fluff.
Disclaimer: BBC owns, etc. etc.
Author's Notes: A little bit of fluffiness to make up for my last fic's largely unresolved angst. And a wee celebration of 150 people having favorited on teaspoon (see, because it's a drabble and a half?). :) Unbeta'd. Exactly 150 words.
"Stay," he grumbles, wrapping an arm possessively around her as she tries to get out of bed.
"You're meant to be asleep," Rose points out, kissing him on the nose. "You had a late night last night. And if they ever knew, the world would thank you for saving them from the evil horde of Mumble Bottoms. I, on the other hand, have to go to work."
"Mabelbrumptons," he corrects automatically, tugging her back again as she attempts to make a break for it. "Call in sleep."
"Can't call in sick because I want to have a lie in, Doctor."
"Okay then." He pulls her beneath him, pressing against her some parts of himself that are far less asleep. "Call in sex," he purrs, before snogging her quite soundly.
Rose comes up for air, giggling beneath his mouth, and, freeing a hand from between their bodies, reaches for her phone.
FIN