Love Letters to Theta, age 35 (#86 - Pain; Theta/Koschei; NC-17)
Title: Love Letters to Theta, age 35
Author: von_gelmini
Fandom: Doctor Who
Characters: Theta/Koschei
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 577
Warnings: explicit sex, rough sex, D/s, mild BDSM
Disclaimer: I do not own Doctor Who. I am not writing this for profit.
Written for Love Letters prompt #86 - Pain
Love Letters to Theta, age 35
My Theta,
We need to talk, love. I know you couldn’t last night. You might not ever be able to say some things out loud. Despite your frenetic babbling, I know how terribly shy you really are. But if that’s the case, then you need to write me back. At least give me a yes or no, and I’ll take it at that. I promise. I don’t want to hurt you for real or on accident, Theete. I love you too much to do that.
You surprised me last night. Pleasantly, I must add. I’ve always known you like it rough, and you like me in control. Which is absolutely fantastic, because that’s the way I am. Maybe I’m that way because I know you like it or maybe you’re like that because you know I like it. It doesn’t matter which came first. Point being, we are a perfect fit. And I don’t want to do anything that would fuck that up.
So I really need to know. Was it just the heat of the moment? When you cried out for me to hurt you and I did and you cried out for more and I gave it to you, did you really mean it? I was all caught up in my need for you. And I have to admit that I enjoyed it. Probably far too much. You seemed to, as well. The look on your face was beatific. You looked like you were transported to some special place that you’d sought for a long time and only just found. And even though by the end I had to have been hurting you quite a lot, your prick was showing nothing but pleasure. When you came, Gods Theete, I’ve never seen anything so beautiful. You were covered with bite marks and bruises from my hands. Your skin was flushed and covered in sweat. You arched your back so far I thought you would raise right off the bed. And you were so quiet, Theete, that it almost frightened me. But just the sight of you like that made me come. After, you pulled me down to lay on top of you and your arms wrapped around me so tightly. You pulled up into my neck and kept whispering my name over and over. Your kisses were feather light along my neck. I nestled your head in my hand and held you there, feeling your breath hot against my ear as you whispered, so softly I barely heard, “I love you, Koschei.”
Eventually we parted for the shower; neither of us likes the cold and sticky part after. But in a special part of my mind, tucked deeply away just for you and me, I am still there holding you and being held and you’re telling me you love me all over again and we never get up we just stay there together forever. I will treasure that memory always. It will never fade.
Theete, I love you so much it hurts my hearts sometimes to think about it.
Talk to me, love. Don’t be embarrassed or ashamed of your desires. This is me you’re talking to. It doesn’t matter what anyone else would think if they knew. You and I are the only people in the world. No one else can even come close to understanding anything about us. But I will always know your hearts. And I will always love you.
Yours forever,
Koschei
Author: von_gelmini
Fandom: Doctor Who
Characters: Theta/Koschei
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 577
Warnings: explicit sex, rough sex, D/s, mild BDSM
Disclaimer: I do not own Doctor Who. I am not writing this for profit.
Written for Love Letters prompt #86 - Pain
Love Letters to Theta, age 35
My Theta,
We need to talk, love. I know you couldn’t last night. You might not ever be able to say some things out loud. Despite your frenetic babbling, I know how terribly shy you really are. But if that’s the case, then you need to write me back. At least give me a yes or no, and I’ll take it at that. I promise. I don’t want to hurt you for real or on accident, Theete. I love you too much to do that.
You surprised me last night. Pleasantly, I must add. I’ve always known you like it rough, and you like me in control. Which is absolutely fantastic, because that’s the way I am. Maybe I’m that way because I know you like it or maybe you’re like that because you know I like it. It doesn’t matter which came first. Point being, we are a perfect fit. And I don’t want to do anything that would fuck that up.
So I really need to know. Was it just the heat of the moment? When you cried out for me to hurt you and I did and you cried out for more and I gave it to you, did you really mean it? I was all caught up in my need for you. And I have to admit that I enjoyed it. Probably far too much. You seemed to, as well. The look on your face was beatific. You looked like you were transported to some special place that you’d sought for a long time and only just found. And even though by the end I had to have been hurting you quite a lot, your prick was showing nothing but pleasure. When you came, Gods Theete, I’ve never seen anything so beautiful. You were covered with bite marks and bruises from my hands. Your skin was flushed and covered in sweat. You arched your back so far I thought you would raise right off the bed. And you were so quiet, Theete, that it almost frightened me. But just the sight of you like that made me come. After, you pulled me down to lay on top of you and your arms wrapped around me so tightly. You pulled up into my neck and kept whispering my name over and over. Your kisses were feather light along my neck. I nestled your head in my hand and held you there, feeling your breath hot against my ear as you whispered, so softly I barely heard, “I love you, Koschei.”
Eventually we parted for the shower; neither of us likes the cold and sticky part after. But in a special part of my mind, tucked deeply away just for you and me, I am still there holding you and being held and you’re telling me you love me all over again and we never get up we just stay there together forever. I will treasure that memory always. It will never fade.
Theete, I love you so much it hurts my hearts sometimes to think about it.
Talk to me, love. Don’t be embarrassed or ashamed of your desires. This is me you’re talking to. It doesn’t matter what anyone else would think if they knew. You and I are the only people in the world. No one else can even come close to understanding anything about us. But I will always know your hearts. And I will always love you.
Yours forever,
Koschei