The Doctor licked her lips, she probably shouldn’t have, she was “asleep” and sleeping people didn’t lick their lips. However, she couldn’t help it, she was antsy for what was to come. Then she heard it, the soft turn of a door knob and the quiet squeak on hinges and she shivered, the tingling sensation rolling down her spine. And then it was shut, plunging them back into darkness.
She could hear Yaz’s footsteps, hear her breathing, smell her—that sweet scent that marred the air she inhabited, delectable—but she couldn’t see her, taste her, feel her. And didn’t that just add to the fantasy, though? She shook with anticipation as the bed beside her dipped.
Another shiver raked down her body as she felt the warmth coming from the woman. “Doctor?” Her voice was a whisper.
“Yeah?” The Doctor matched her hesitant tone, afraid that a sound too loud would break the moment, bring it to an end.
Words: 2192, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Series: Part 21 of you cooled my mind that burned with longing - Sappho fragment 48
- Fandoms: Doctor Who (2005)
- Rating: Explicit
- Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
- Categories: F/F
- Characters: Thirteenth Doctor, Yasmin Khan
- Relationships: Thirteenth Doctor/Yasmin Khan
- Additional Tags: Smut, Shameless Smut, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Somnophilia, but not actually, no one is asleep, theyre all awake, Consensual Sex, Consensual
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