Frottage Sweetie? (Eleven/River Song, R)
“Ah River Song, we meet again.”
“Yes, behind a pillar,” River said with a smile, “how convenient!”
I closed my eyes and counted to three, enough for the alarm to stop beeping. For an hour it had been like this, counting to three but doing nothing. It was of course to catch the attention of an old friend, but not the one I was expecting. It seemed he was late again to the party.
River was stunning in a purple 40s style cocktail dress, light on the makeup and curly hair touching her shoulders. I couldn’t help but feel pleased to see her. The other acquaintance completely forgotten...well not completely since...hmm I have no idea why. I pushed off the pillar and stepped closer to her. Her eyes were looking firmly at my head.
“Don’t tell me you’re wearing a fez again.”
“Fezzes are cool, always will be,” I replied with a smile and straightened my bowtie. “What are you going to do about it?”
“Oh Doctor, I have a nerve to pull out my gun,” River confessed with that grin I loved so much.
“You know I don’t like guns.” I smiled and drew her closer by the waist, “Now, where’s my ‘hello sweetie’?”
She laughed, “Not until I get rid of this distraction.” In one swift movement she flung the fez to one side and checked me over. “Well hello Sweetie!”
“Hello, Dr Song,” I replied flirtatiously and let the smell of jasmine linger on my nostrils. “Oh you smell nice.”
“And someone’s pleased to see me,” River purred and pushed me into an embrace. I let the jasmine slip me away into another place where lustful thoughts came out to play.
I dragged us back towards the pillar, not caring if I tripped over. I felt River’s hand on my trousers, teasingly stroking, causing shivers down my spine.
“Oh yes,” I moaned and grabbed her wrist, “I have a better idea.”
I pulled her even closer to me and started to grind against her. River threw her head back and laughed, keeping her arms firmly around my neck. With every move I would gasp for breath, knowing how close I was to orgasm. River’s lips were now clashing against my own as everything began to slip away to the night.
“Oh Doctor, you have a brilliant mind,” she whispered into my mouth, between breaths.
“Oh I aim to please,” I replied and let out another gasp. “I’m getting closer now.”
By the time I came in my trousers, we were on the floor looking into each other’s eyes. River laughed again and closed her eyes.
“Sorry Doctor I don’t know what came over me.”
“Oh that would be me,” I replied and smiled. “The floor’s more comfortable anyway.”
I kissed her softly and got up, dusting myself off. Ignoring the familiar feeling in my trousers, I held out my hand and helped River to her feet.
“Well we can go back to the Tardis if you like,” I told her with a grin. “It doesn’t have to end here.”
River smiled and shook her head, “Sorry Doctor, pretty soon your friend is going to appear from nowhere.”
“Oh, I forgot about him.”
“Captain Jack Harkness,” She said with a smile, “oh there’s a story.”
“What happened?”
“Spoilers!”