Echoes of Summer - Chapter Thirty-Eight: Whispers

[tasogareban]

Disclaimer: Neither Doctor Who nor any characters, items or materials of any kind pertaining to Doctor Who or the Whoniverse belong to me. I’m just looking for a good time. Hee. Trying them out for a bit, see how they fit.

Plot Summary: He was left with his lips against her jaw, her figure pressed to him as if she belonged there. One of many moments

Comments

[shadowsculptor]

mmp.... is speechless... speech will return momentarily, though possibly not...

*waits not-so-patiently for next part*

[tasogareban]

Heeeeeeeeeeeey...didn't you also comment over at teaspoon?? Lol! Has speech come back yet? *hands over a glass of water*

[shadowsculptor]

Yup, that was me! You saw through my clever disguise of hiding in plain sight under the same ID I have here! rotfl... Mmm... speech appears to have returned. I think. (coherent speech, though...) :P An overabundance of caffeine in my system is to blame, perhaps.

[tasogareban]

Awww and here I thought I was being CLEVER, figuring you out, lol!!

[shadowsculptor]

I'm giggling at your icon. I can't help myself.