Doctor Who, "Hello Again" River/Eleven
Fandom: Doctor Who (Series 5 & 6)
Title: Hello Again
Author: Paynesgrey
Rating: PG
Word Count: 300
Pairing: Eleven/River Song
Genre: Romance/Humor
Spoilers/Warnings: None, Series 5 knowledge is good.
Notes: Written for the "clue" theme at fanfic_bakeoff.
Summary: The Doctor gets a surprise visit.
Stirring, the Doctor blinks from an intrusive secondary heat. Of course, this planet is known for its hot scarlet sun and crystal beaches, but as fingers glide over his smooth naked skin, he immediately notices the invasion ghosting over him.
And he knows her, her hands - or he should know them; the clues to her identity are all in the touch. Time, he’s always believed, is in no way linear, but his body responds to her, whenever she’s from. He knows, whatever the order in which she’s hurt him, or loved him, it makes no difference. The spark passes through her fingers down the line of his bare chest, hovering just above the elastic band of his trim shorts.
When he feels her lips just below his navel, he opens his eyes, looking up at her as she stands, the blinding sun creating a pink halo around her curves and wild hair.
“Quite a way to say hello,” he remarks amused.
“You’re complaining?” she asks, and he never forgets how much he loves the dancing in her voice.
“No, no, unless ...” He pauses and rises onto his elbows. “This is a pretense for a favor, a dangerous mission where the world is at stake and I may lose a limb or a companion, or -- something far worse.”
The breeze blows through her hair. “It could be,” she says cryptically, a smile still within her voice.
“Well, then,” the Doctor says with a sigh. “In that case, Dr. Song...” He plops back onto the sand, enjoying the last few minutes of his sunbathing before River Song drags him away again. “Why don’t you do that again?”
He closes his eyes in expectation, and he hears her settle next to him onto the sand.
“I thought you’d never ask.”
Title: Hello Again
Author: Paynesgrey
Rating: PG
Word Count: 300
Pairing: Eleven/River Song
Genre: Romance/Humor
Spoilers/Warnings: None, Series 5 knowledge is good.
Notes: Written for the "clue" theme at fanfic_bakeoff.
Summary: The Doctor gets a surprise visit.
Stirring, the Doctor blinks from an intrusive secondary heat. Of course, this planet is known for its hot scarlet sun and crystal beaches, but as fingers glide over his smooth naked skin, he immediately notices the invasion ghosting over him.
And he knows her, her hands - or he should know them; the clues to her identity are all in the touch. Time, he’s always believed, is in no way linear, but his body responds to her, whenever she’s from. He knows, whatever the order in which she’s hurt him, or loved him, it makes no difference. The spark passes through her fingers down the line of his bare chest, hovering just above the elastic band of his trim shorts.
When he feels her lips just below his navel, he opens his eyes, looking up at her as she stands, the blinding sun creating a pink halo around her curves and wild hair.
“Quite a way to say hello,” he remarks amused.
“You’re complaining?” she asks, and he never forgets how much he loves the dancing in her voice.
“No, no, unless ...” He pauses and rises onto his elbows. “This is a pretense for a favor, a dangerous mission where the world is at stake and I may lose a limb or a companion, or -- something far worse.”
The breeze blows through her hair. “It could be,” she says cryptically, a smile still within her voice.
“Well, then,” the Doctor says with a sigh. “In that case, Dr. Song...” He plops back onto the sand, enjoying the last few minutes of his sunbathing before River Song drags him away again. “Why don’t you do that again?”
He closes his eyes in expectation, and he hears her settle next to him onto the sand.
“I thought you’d never ask.”