Stuck (3/4)
Title: Stuck (3/4)
Author: Me, eleanor_ariail
Genre: Fluffy, funny, and porny, not necessarily in that order.
Rating: Grown-up, for an explicitly awkward situation.
Summary: Upsets, threats, and regrets.
Notes: Still wondering about that WhoFic I read a while back, in which Time Lords normally 'get stuck'. I can't remember the title now to give it credit, so if anyone knows what I'm talking about, please tell me! Originally posted here.
Chapter One
Chapter Two
"Do I know you?” Glitch asked her reproachfully.
“You'd better, you're still mid-coitus with me!” She pointed down emphatically with both hands.
He sat there for a moment, just staring at her, his eyes blinking rapidly.
“Oh, gosh, DG, I'm so sorry!” He came to himself with a jolt, and gently took her face in his hands.
She slapped his hands away from her. “Don't touch me!”
“I think it's a little late for...” he trailed off seeing her murderous expression.
“You knew. You knew this would happen!” She jabbed her finger into his ribs with every word. “You knew, because I was a princess, my magic would keep us together until you knocked me up!” She grabbed his shoulders and shook him in time with the last three words.
He locked eyes with her in shocked disbelief. “I can't even remember my own name! You expect me to remember the, the, the magical mating rituals of the members of the royal family?!”
“Yes, you should have remembered, since you're the one magically mating with me!”
They were both trembling with anger, their noses almost touching. DG finally broke the stare-off and looked down at them. She was still wearing Glitch's shirt, buttoned unevenly in her haste, and her hair was every bit as messy as his.
She snorted a little at the sight they must be. Soon, that snort became a snicker, which turned into a full giggle. Glitch was still looking at her coldly, but her mirth was infectious. He cracked a small smile for her, then began to chuckle as well.
As the oddness of their situation began to occur to them, their laughter escalated uncontrollably. Soon they were clutching to each other, shaking hysterically. DG pushed him gently back against the pillows and followed him, collapsing on his slender chest.
Before they could finish pulling themselves together though, they heard another knock on the door.
“You know, I've never had this many visitors before,” she said to Glitch in exasperation.
“Everyone decent in there?” a deep voice said, “Well, I know you're not really, but you're under a blanket anyway, right?”
The door cracked open a little, and Ahamo slid in, facing away from the bed.
“Sorry to bother, just thought you might be getting hungry.” He crouched down and sat a tray right inside the doorway. “I brought lunch. And enough for dinner too, just in case.”
He quickly stepped back into the hallway, but left the door cracked.
“I just wanted to tell you both, I know it's a weird feeling, what you're going through right now. Nobody thought to mention anything about this little tradition to me when I married your mother. Believe me, I was one scared Nebraska boy that first morning,” he paused, clearly reminiscing.
“But it will turn out alright. The ancestors knew what they were doing when they came up with this method. And you two are good for each other. I'm surprised it hasn't happened earlier, actually.”
“Now, DG, your mother wanted me to let you know, you can speed up the process. She said you just have to accept the truth, and embrace the possibilities.”
DG interrupted him, “What is that supposed to mean?”
“I'm not sure. She said you would understand when it was time. Anyway, good luck.” He started to close the door, but stuck his head back in for a moment.
“And, uh, Glitch? You hurt my little girl, and I'll personally remove the other half of your brain. Bye!” he said cheerfully, as he pulled the door shut.
“Me, hurt you?” Glitch sat up, gasping in indignation as he rubbed his hand-printed face.
DG grinned sheepishly. “I'm sorry about that,” she said, kissing the offended cheek.
Glitch gave her a small frown. “You mostly just hurt my feelings. I would never try to trick you into anything like this, you know.”
DG looked down and hesitated before replied softly, “I do know that. I just got really scared when Az told me I'd be pregnant soon, and getting married,” she broke off, tears forming in her eyes. “But that's still no excuse to take it out on you. I know you didn't ask for this any more than I did.”
“It is a surprise,” Glitch smiled with his whole face, “but I don't regret it. I love you DG. And I would love to be your husband. And I will love our child so much.”
He pulled her tightly into his arms. “I might not be able to teach him all that I would have liked to, but my heart's still whole, and I promise I will do everything I possibly can for both of you.”
“I know you would. You'd be a great dad, Glitch. It's me that I'm worried about.” She pushed him away and paused, weighing her words carefully.
“I'm just not ready for all this. I was so excited to finally be free, to do what I want.” She stared out the window, a dreamy haze coming over her face. “There's a whole new world here for me, and I want more time to have it to myself.”
Glitch looked at her thoughtfully, clearly hearing the rejection she was trying to ease on him. “I'm sorry you feel that way DG.” Dejected, he laid back down and buried his face in a pillow.
He whispered into the feathers, “I'm sorry you don't love me.”
Author: Me, eleanor_ariail
Genre: Fluffy, funny, and porny, not necessarily in that order.
Rating: Grown-up, for an explicitly awkward situation.
Summary: Upsets, threats, and regrets.
Notes: Still wondering about that WhoFic I read a while back, in which Time Lords normally 'get stuck'. I can't remember the title now to give it credit, so if anyone knows what I'm talking about, please tell me! Originally posted here.
Chapter One
Chapter Two
"Do I know you?” Glitch asked her reproachfully.
“You'd better, you're still mid-coitus with me!” She pointed down emphatically with both hands.
He sat there for a moment, just staring at her, his eyes blinking rapidly.
“Oh, gosh, DG, I'm so sorry!” He came to himself with a jolt, and gently took her face in his hands.
She slapped his hands away from her. “Don't touch me!”
“I think it's a little late for...” he trailed off seeing her murderous expression.
“You knew. You knew this would happen!” She jabbed her finger into his ribs with every word. “You knew, because I was a princess, my magic would keep us together until you knocked me up!” She grabbed his shoulders and shook him in time with the last three words.
He locked eyes with her in shocked disbelief. “I can't even remember my own name! You expect me to remember the, the, the magical mating rituals of the members of the royal family?!”
“Yes, you should have remembered, since you're the one magically mating with me!”
They were both trembling with anger, their noses almost touching. DG finally broke the stare-off and looked down at them. She was still wearing Glitch's shirt, buttoned unevenly in her haste, and her hair was every bit as messy as his.
She snorted a little at the sight they must be. Soon, that snort became a snicker, which turned into a full giggle. Glitch was still looking at her coldly, but her mirth was infectious. He cracked a small smile for her, then began to chuckle as well.
As the oddness of their situation began to occur to them, their laughter escalated uncontrollably. Soon they were clutching to each other, shaking hysterically. DG pushed him gently back against the pillows and followed him, collapsing on his slender chest.
Before they could finish pulling themselves together though, they heard another knock on the door.
“You know, I've never had this many visitors before,” she said to Glitch in exasperation.
“Everyone decent in there?” a deep voice said, “Well, I know you're not really, but you're under a blanket anyway, right?”
The door cracked open a little, and Ahamo slid in, facing away from the bed.
“Sorry to bother, just thought you might be getting hungry.” He crouched down and sat a tray right inside the doorway. “I brought lunch. And enough for dinner too, just in case.”
He quickly stepped back into the hallway, but left the door cracked.
“I just wanted to tell you both, I know it's a weird feeling, what you're going through right now. Nobody thought to mention anything about this little tradition to me when I married your mother. Believe me, I was one scared Nebraska boy that first morning,” he paused, clearly reminiscing.
“But it will turn out alright. The ancestors knew what they were doing when they came up with this method. And you two are good for each other. I'm surprised it hasn't happened earlier, actually.”
“Now, DG, your mother wanted me to let you know, you can speed up the process. She said you just have to accept the truth, and embrace the possibilities.”
DG interrupted him, “What is that supposed to mean?”
“I'm not sure. She said you would understand when it was time. Anyway, good luck.” He started to close the door, but stuck his head back in for a moment.
“And, uh, Glitch? You hurt my little girl, and I'll personally remove the other half of your brain. Bye!” he said cheerfully, as he pulled the door shut.
“Me, hurt you?” Glitch sat up, gasping in indignation as he rubbed his hand-printed face.
DG grinned sheepishly. “I'm sorry about that,” she said, kissing the offended cheek.
Glitch gave her a small frown. “You mostly just hurt my feelings. I would never try to trick you into anything like this, you know.”
DG looked down and hesitated before replied softly, “I do know that. I just got really scared when Az told me I'd be pregnant soon, and getting married,” she broke off, tears forming in her eyes. “But that's still no excuse to take it out on you. I know you didn't ask for this any more than I did.”
“It is a surprise,” Glitch smiled with his whole face, “but I don't regret it. I love you DG. And I would love to be your husband. And I will love our child so much.”
He pulled her tightly into his arms. “I might not be able to teach him all that I would have liked to, but my heart's still whole, and I promise I will do everything I possibly can for both of you.”
“I know you would. You'd be a great dad, Glitch. It's me that I'm worried about.” She pushed him away and paused, weighing her words carefully.
“I'm just not ready for all this. I was so excited to finally be free, to do what I want.” She stared out the window, a dreamy haze coming over her face. “There's a whole new world here for me, and I want more time to have it to myself.”
Glitch looked at her thoughtfully, clearly hearing the rejection she was trying to ease on him. “I'm sorry you feel that way DG.” Dejected, he laid back down and buried his face in a pillow.
He whispered into the feathers, “I'm sorry you don't love me.”