Of Meteors and Monsoons ♦ with gaillfreys_last

[noblexcompanion]

Holidays couldn't last forever. Which probably explained why Donna was knee-deep in mud, soaking wet, freezing cold and three miles from the bleedin' TARDIS. Warm tropic suns, the Doctor had said. Glorious sunny beaches, he'd promised. The greatest meteor shower this side of the galaxy. Too bad they'd landed a decade too early in the middle of

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[noblexcompanion]

"Mmm. But we might run into my Mum and she might slap you or eat you or sommat," she teases, kissing along his jaw. "You know, since you kidnapped her daughter and seduced her and all..."

[gaillfreys_last]

"Oh, I'm sure Wilf will come to my defense," he laughs.

[noblexcompanion]

"Hiding behind an OAP? Shame on you, Doctor." She can't help it. Teasing comes naturally. So does kissing, so she kisses along his jaw lightly.

[gaillfreys_last]

"Man, you're randy, Donna. Fancy a quick shag before we get you home?" He laughs, kissing her in return.

[noblexcompanion]

Donna laughs into the kiss. "Blimey, feel like I'm a school girl all over again." She tugs at his coat, pushing it off of his shoulders.

[gaillfreys_last]

"Oh yeah? I feel at least 500 years younger with you," he says with a grin.

[noblexcompanion]

She lets his coat drop to the grating and then starts on the next layer. "Maybe we should move to the bedroom, unless you're planning on doing it right here against the console?"

[gaillfreys_last]

"Not the most comfortable of places...no. Let's go," he drags her back to their room.

[noblexcompanion]

"Talking from experience?" She laughs, shedding some of her clothes as they go. Yep, definitely feeling every bit the teenage having a quick fumble now.

Once in the bedroom, she wraps her arms around his neck, snogging him as though her life depends on it.

[gaillfreys_last]

"Mmmm...maybe," he says keeping quiet on that note. He definitely didn't mind the deep kiss she engaged him in, either.

[noblexcompanion]

Breaking the kiss, she resumes her task of stripping him. Too many layers, Doctor. Far too many layers. It doesn't help that her hands keep wandering over his body.

[gaillfreys_last]

He does take off his shirt and trousers, as well as kicking off his trainers.

[noblexcompanion]

Those wandering hands roam across his chest, down his side, down to his butt, giving a cheeky squeeze!

[gaillfreys_last]

"Oi! Turnabout is fair game!" He does the same, giving her arse a squeeze.

[noblexcompanion]

That draws a squeak from Donna. She gives him another bottom pinch for good measure, before fleeing to the safety of the bed. Or not-safety, depending on how you look at it.

[gaillfreys_last]

"You feisty minx," he runs after her, playfully pinning her down on the bed.