the plum blossoms are falling, Ten/Rose, M
“When will you be angelic?” he breathes, poetry lacing his lips as he presses them against her overheated skin. “When will you take off your clothes?” 4,669 words
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It is the summer of 1967 and the TARDIS lands them in San Francisco )
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