“And falling in love is like the heat death of the universe. When one has forever to wait in entropy's graveyard, something amid the oblivion will eventually pop up. Mostly useless, amorphous things. Then, with eternity to spare, comes the discernible: atoms, protons, neutrons, neurons, molecules, modules, nodules, dogs, logs, cats, mats, pigeons, umbrellas... he rambled on like an engine, unaware that he was now cradling her face. ...bananas, Jelly Babies, an Edison phonograph that plays nothing but the Beatles, my scarf, you, me, us, them, another Big Bang producing whole galaxies and planets. This very moment. And I never knew how long I had been in the dark yearning for it.”
Words: 10681, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
- Fandoms: Doctor Who (1963), Doctor Who, Doctor Who & Related Fandoms
- Rating: Explicit
- Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
- Categories: F/M
- Characters: Fourth Doctor
- Relationships: Fourth Doctor/Original Female Character(s), Fourth Doctor/Original Character(s)
- Additional Tags: Purple Prose, Experimental Style, Erotica
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