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My Sweet Wife

Media - House Of The Dragon Character - Daemon Targaryen Couple - Daemon X Reader Reader - Princess Y/n Targaryen (Wife) Rating - 17 / 18 Word Count - 756

Y/n sat up in the bed in her nightgown, her back against the wooden headboard, her hair put up for the night, some needlework in her hands as she embroidered little red scales on the fabric. But she jumped slightly as she heard the loud opening of a door,

As her husband Daemon burst into the chamber slamming the door behind him and marching to their bed glaring at her,

“…Evening.” She answered not bothering to look up,

“Would you like to explain to me why a servant saw you sneaking out of the Red Keep?” He growled,

"I had a prior appointment." She answered,

“A prior appointment?” He scoffed in disbelief,

“And what sort of ‘prior appointment’ requires you to sneak out of the keep without telling me?”

"Shocking though it may be, darling. But I do have a life and world outside of your person and this family."

He raised an eyebrow, “You’re my wife,” he barked, “Your life and world is me! This house! This castle!” He yelled but he stopped himself running a hand through his silver blonde hair, “I demand to know where you went and who you met.”

"Why?"

“Because you’re my wife! and I have a right to know where you go and who you spend time with.”

Y/n finally met his eyes and slightly glared narrowing her eyes,

He crosses his arms, “I am worried for your safety. And I was worried.” He admitted,

"Very well," she shrugged, "I had a meeting with Miss Katlynn Stone."

He frowns, “And who is this Miss Katlynn Stone? Other than some bastard, and why haven’t I heard of her before?”

"She makes clothing down in the garment district,"

“She makes clothes?” He asked, “And why exactly did you need to meet with her in secret? Couldn’t you have summoned her here to the keep?”

"She makes clothing… The royal court would not… Approve of the princess seeking out."

He raises an eyebrow, “And why wouldn’t the royal court approve?” He takes another step closer to the bed his curiosity peaked, “What kind of clothing does she make?”

"Clothing typically designed for those down the street of silk."

He was utterly gobsmacked, “You… went shopping… for clothes from a pleasure house seamstress?”

"I would think you'd be thrilled. Your god cloaks have named you the prince of flea bottom and you do have such a love for the ladies on the street of silk. Would think two of your loves combining would be something you'd be drooling at my feet for."

“That’s different, and you know it.” He sighed, “Those women are… for my pleasure. You are my wife, you belong to me and me alone.”

"And who said such clothes would be for anyone beyond our bed chamber?"

“You would… wear them for me?” He asks, his tone now a bit more curious than angry.

"Why else do you think I commissioned them?"

A small smile tugs at the corners of his mouth, and he takes another step closer, his gaze roaming over appreciatively. “You have my attention now.”

“Figured I would,”

“Describe them to me then… these clothes you had made.”

"That's a surprise."

He growls, “You’re teasing me,” he smirked, “You come back from seeing this seamstress, and you refuse to tell me what you had her make for you.” He steps closer again, kneeling on the bed, “I want to know, my sweet wife. It would be cruel of you to deny me this.”

Y/n rolled her eyes, "Well, it's not finished yet. But I know it's to be made with tight sleeves down to my elbows, and a sheer red fabric, with black velvet trim. A skirt that shouldn't reach my knee and different ties so just my top half or my bottom half can be exposed one at at time,"

His eyes darken even more at the description, his breathing becoming more ragged. “That… sounds like it would be a very tempting garment,” he admitted, “How long until it is finished?”

"A few days I think…" She shrugged

He growls softly, impatient as always. As he moved to cup her cheek, “That is a long time to wait,” he muttered, “I suppose I’ll just have to enjoy you naked until then…” he smirked tossing her needlework and pulling her in for a kiss.

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A Trip to Rome - Doctor Who x Reader

heyyy I started writing this last april and then disappeared for... a while... and finished it today lol. anyways, I hope you enjoy! let me know your thoughts :)

11th Doctor x Reader

Word Count: 2,600+

Summary: After traveling with The Doctor for a while, you finally decide to go to Rome. While getting ready, you realize your feelings for The Doctor might be more than platonic. Could he feel the same way about you?

No warnings :) any gender reader

You had been traveling with The Doctor for a while now. Maybe close to a year, but you weren't 100% sure because it was hard to keep track of time. It didn't take you long to figure that out either, you really stopped counting the days after around three months.

You probably stopped then because subconsciously something in you knew that your days with The Doctor would never end. Subconsciously, you were in love with The Doctor.

You had never been good at differentiating platonic and romantic feelings. All your past partners had revealed their feelings to you and then you started developing feelings of your own. It didn't mean you were any less in love with them, it just meant you needed a little more pushing. But with The Doctor it was different.

"Y/N!" The Doctor exclaims your name excitedly, "Where do you wanna go today?" He clasps his hands together and breaks into a childlike smile from ear to ear.

You look at him from your spot in the library. It was a beautiful place to sit. The book shelves covered every wall and spread like a forest through the room. The thousands of books gave the room a permanent smell of old parchment, a smell that you delightfully filled your lungs with whenever you entered the library. Vines covered the book shelves and ceiling, somehow without sunlight on The TARDIS. And, of course, the swimming pool was in there too.

"Hmmm," you place your finger to your lips, thinking, while a smile creeps onto your lips. "Ooo how about Rome? I've always wanted to go! I used to be-"

"I've already been to Rome." He responds with a frown.

"But you haven't been with me!" You say with a wink. "C'mon, let's go," you start, grabbing his arm and dragging him behind you towards the door. "We're gonna find me the perfect outfit in the TARDIS's wardrobe!"

You hear him chuckle loudly in response, you can tell his frown has turned into an even bigger smile than before. What you couldn't see, was the blush that tainted his cheeks. "Alright, fine. We'll go to Rome!"

-+-

"y/n, you've been looking in there for an hour! Is there really nothing 'worthy of Rome'?" You couldn't see him, but you knew he was being dramatic with flailing arms and exaggerated expressions.

"You know, you don't have to be so dramatic and impatient all the time! It's not like we're in a hurry. We've got all the time in the world." You yell back from the spot you're changing.

Maybe he wasn't being that dramatic about you taking an hour, but he was unbearably impatient most of the time. One time, the two of you had gone to a traveling carnival planet (The Doctor wouldn't elaborate on how the planet could travel) and he complained about the lines having a thirty minute wait. He'd hate Disney World.

You looked at yourself in the mirror. You liked your outfit. It was simple, and you were sure you were going to fit in with the common people. Well, if The Doctor is able to land in the right time period, apparently it's harder than it looks.

"Haha, very funny." He says deadpanned.

You roll your eyes and make your way out towards him. Once you were in his sight, he couldn't look away. He was in awe of you. "Sooo, do you like the fit?" You spun in a circle to show him the whole thing, "I feel like a true Roman peasant!" You said fake dreamily, bringing your arms to your face.

He just stares at you.

"Doctor?" Your brows furrowed in confusion, "You okay?"

He snaps out of it. His posture straightens and he turns on his heel away from you, "Yup, yup, all good. No problemo. Whatsoever. Ready to go?"

"My outfit?" You say with a small frown. He spins back towards you, and you grab the clothing fabric to show him.

"What?"

"Do you like it, Doctor?" 

"Yes y/n, I do." He walked towards you and grabbed your hands in his, "I like everything you wear."

You look into his eyes and smile softly. A small blush forms across your face. He smiles back at you with so much care and love. You can feel your heart skip a beat.

"Thank you." you softly say. "Are you going to change too?" You look down at his outfit. He wears it everyday. His cute little brown tweed jacket and 'cool' bowtie. Of course he looked nice, it was a nice outfit, but not exactly Roman material.

"What's wrong with my outfit?" The way he says it is reminiscent of a toddler. It's funny how someone who has experienced so many lives can act so young sometimes.

"Well, it's not exactly suited for the Roman Empire, is it?" You reach your hand up to his bowtie and play with it, "I don't even think this would exist yet." You meet his eyes again.

The way he's looking at you feels new. You realize that you've never really been this close to The Doctor, except in life threatening situations. This felt domestic. His eyes were full of admiration, not fear or strategy. You felt warm and safe. You felt like you're where you're meant to be.

"I suppose you're right." He reaches his hands up to the bowtie. His hands hover over yours.

"I always am." You say, letting a breath out.

You both just stand there. Looking into each other's eyes. Feeling his hands over yours as his chest rises and falls with each breath. Your eyes flicker down, looking at his soft pink lips.

You pull away.

"Um, I'll wait for you at the console." You quickly go into the TARDIS hallway.

What was that? What just happened? Was he flirting? Were you flirting? Did you like him? Did he like you? Why did you want to kiss him and stay in his arms forever?

You get to the console and place your elbows on it, then place your face in your hands. "Ohh y/n, what are you doing!" you grumble out loud. "You can't like The Doctor, he's not a relationship person! I doubt he's ever even been in a relationship!" You groan loudly into your palms, "What is wrong with me?"

You rub your eyes, then your cheeks, and then your temples in an attempt to relax your brain. It might've worked, if The Doctor didn't walk into the console room looking like a Roman god. Now you were in awe. Starting at his exposed arms that shine under the TARDIS light, his disheveled brown hair that makes you think about other things, and his smile that always brightens your day.

"And how's my outfit?" He greets, spinning in a circle as you did.

You take a moment to answer. "I think we'll fit right in."

You smile at each other.

-+-

The city of Rome was a lot busier than you had expected. There were hundreds of people walking the cobblestone paths and quite a large number of horse-drawn wagons too. The people of Rome were fast-paced, many of them dashing past you and The Doctor as you two casually strolled along the roads. Your face was plastered with a smile from the moment you exited the TARDIS. Being in the place you've always dreamed of being was... well a dream come true!

"So my dear y/n," he says clasping his hands together cheerily, "what is it that you wanted to do? Watch a fight in the Colosseum? Try to chat with the Emperor? Visit the Vestal Virgins?" He wraps an arm around your shoulders, and with mischief in his voice he continues, "haggle with some local merchants for authentic Roman artifacts?" He wiggles his eyebrows at you with a smile as you laugh.

You push him off of you, "You're such a dork Doctor. Why do you even want to haggle? Don't you have plenty of souvenirs from the other times you've been here?" You roll your eyes playfully at him as you start walking into the market.

"Well, yes... but I've never haggled in Rome with you, y/n!" He jogs a little to catch up to you, "So, what do you say? Should we start with the man with the hefty moustache on your left or the lady selling sandals up ahead?"

"I never said yes to haggling!"

"Oh but you never said no!" He took your hand in his and headed towards the sandal selling lady, "Hellooo ma'am, my lovely wife here had just broken her favorite sandal last week! This beautiful one right here," he pointed to one with gems lining the sandal strap, "would just be a perfect replacement as her new favorite?" He phrased it like a question and looked at the lady, pleading with his eyes.

You were a little confused, but tried your best to not show it on your face by feigning a smile at her. Why had he called you his 'lovely wife'? He'd never done such a thing before.

"They're 10 silver coins each." The lady responded deadpanned.

"Oh, ma'am, we've just given our son all our silver coins. We only have a few bronze ones," He reached his hand into his pocket (where he was apparently stashing coins?) and showed her a handful of bronze coins. "Would this be enough?"

She crossed her arms and looked at him and then at you. The Doctor's plan clearly wasn't working.

You put on your best sad face, "Please miss? Our son, he's... he's not well. He hasn't been well in ages. Some new sandals would just make me so happy and make caring for him a little bit easier." She doesn't budge. "Please?" You force your eyes to water, pleading with her as best you can.

"Fine." She says sternly as she snatches the coins from The Doctor's hand. "Just take it and go."

You grab the sandals and quickly walk away from the market stand, The Doctor right behind you.

Once you’re out of her sight, you turn to The Doctor and push his chest playfully, "You could've at least told me our cover story, Doctor!"

He laughs boastfully, "That wouldn't have been nearly as fun! Plus you did a great job! No prep needed."

"Ugh, you're so stupid." You can't help but smile at him. "C'mon let's go find someone else to swindle." You grab his hand and lead him farther into the city.

-+-

A few swindled people later and you were starving, and so The Doctor took you to his favorite restaurant in Rome. It was hidden in an alley, and was quite fancy for the time period. You were sitting at a small table for two that overlooked the ancient city, a lit candle in between you two and glasses of wine in front of you. It was almost romantic. 

“I had a lot of fun today Doctor,” You say to him, “this was a nice, and needed, break from being chased by aliens.”

He laughs softly and looks up at you with a soft smile, “I had a lot of fun too, y/n. I'm glad you convinced me to take you to Rome. Last time I was here I was nearly killed!”

“When are you not nearly killed on your travels?” you smile cheekily at him, endearment in your eyes.

“That's a good point y/n,” He grabs his wine glass and raises it in the air, “let's make a toast. A toast to a nice, relaxing day in Rome.”

You clink your glass against his, “Cheers to that.” You both take a drink of your wine and sit silently for a moment, admiring the city below.  

“We should do this more often.”

“Do what? Come to Rome?” 

“Have relaxing days. Just the two of us. Exploring cities without the threat of losing you. We should have more dinners too, with fancy wine and fancy cheese.”

“Careful Doctor, if I didn't know you I’d think you were saying we should go on dates.” You laugh to yourself. You wished that was what he was asking. Of course you loved going on life threatening adventures with him, but the human in you wanted connection and love. And after your moment with him this morning, you couldn't stop wanting him to be that connection and love. 

“Well… what if I was?” His hand reaches behind his head and he begins nervously scratching the nape of his neck. 

You're definitely lost. “Wait, what?”

“What if I was saying we should go on dates, y/n? Is that something you’d want to do?”

“Well I um…. I…” you're flustered and tripping over your words. This is not where you expected today to go. “Um, I would really like that to be honest. But, I didn't think you were the dating type? I mean you're always traveling from place to place and you've never mentioned past relationships and-”

“y/n.” He stops you before you ramble, “You're right, I'm not usually the dating type. In fact I don't usually allow myself to fall in love. But traveling with you, y/n, it's been life changing. And trust me, I've lived a lot of lives. Something about you is different. I wasn't able to fight it. And after today I don't want to anymore. The thought of settling down in one place isn't so scary anymore, not if I'm with you.” 

“Wait I- I don't understand. Are you saying you love me?”

“Yeah y/n, I think I am.”

You stare at him blankly, unable to form a thought in your head. 

“I love you y/n. I've loved you for a long time but I haven't been able to admit it. You're very special to me. You're my companion. My y/n.”

You didn't know what to say. You didn't even know what to think. When you first met The Doctor you had no idea anything like this would happen (well to be fair you had no idea anything that happened to you would happen). “I think I love you too?”

“You think? Why are you saying it like a question? I just confessed my love for you and you say, ‘I think I love you too?’” he repeats you mockingly, “What kind of response is that?!” 

You burst out into laughter, “Okay, okay, I’m sorry, I'm sorry. I love you too, Doctor. And I agree, we should do this more often.” 

He smiles softly at you with a twinkle in his eyes. “You're so beautiful when you laugh.”

“Shut up, idiot.” You say while blushing, trying to hide the smile on your face. 

“Mmmm, no I don't think I will.” He stands up from his seat across from you and reaches his arm out to you, “Dance with me?”

“Dance without any music?”

He pulls out his sonic screwdriver from his pocket and points it into the air, it makes the soft whirring sound you're oh so familiar with, and orchestral music begins to play, “C’mon, you don't have an excuse now.” He smiles cheekily at you.

You roll your eyes and grab his hand while standing up. He pulls you in close to his body, you softly shout in surprise, and he begins to sway you back and forth. He’s smiling down at you with love, care, and admiration clearly in his eyes. They sparkle while they search across your face, taking in your beaming smile and similar look in your eyes. 

He leans down and places a soft kiss on your lips, which of course you reciprocate. You lean your head against his chest and sway together with the music.

“I love you, my y/n.”

“I love you too, my Doctor.” 

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A commission I made for a fellow Doctor Who fan They asked for some iconic Doctor pieces of clothing/accessories, so it features Tom Baker's scarf, David Tennant's Chuck Taylor Converse All Stars, Matt Smith's fez, Peter Capaldi's shades, Jodie Whittaker's t-shirt and the sprig of celery that Peter Davison wore on his lapel. Complete with Classic Who style typography (in the DW film style) and the TARDIS on the background

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Illusion

Media - Doctor Who (The Lodger Episode) Character - The Doctor (11th) Couple - The Doctor X Reader Reader - Y/n (Companion) Rating - Flirty Word Count - 2857

The doctor bounced around his room, jumping on the bed, still getting accustomed to his room. He had been a lodger with the human Craig for about three days and was already losing his mind pretending to be a human. Of course, The Doctor wasn’t exactly the best at being a human, unsure of the human ways and habits. All the little things that wouldn’t make him look insane so was having to check in very regularly with his human companion back in the Tardis. 

"Honestly? As if being trapped here on Earth wasn't bad enough, I'm starting to think I've gone crazy having to listen to the neighbours screaming at each other for days on end over the most mundane of things!" he complained, "How about you? I'm going to assume that you're having a much better time back at the Tardis,"

"Welcome to humanity." she giggled, "Tardis is fine,"

He sat back up and stared at the walls around him for a good five seconds before letting out another groan, he felt like banging his head against the wall, "Y/n, do me a favour and start doing something useful, I desperately need something to keep me distracted or I'm going to start screaming,"

"Why not read a book?"

The Doctor let out a frustrated sigh before he rolled onto his back and groaned loudly. He glanced over at his small bookshelf before rolling over to the edge of his bed and grabbing the nearest book on it. "I've read all of these already, and nothing that came out since has held my interest!" He flipped through the pages of the book, 

"Write a book?" 

He slammed the book shut and threw it across the room in frustration, "I'm better at doing stuff, like exploring the universe!" The Doctor suddenly perked up as an idea popped into his head "Or, I could build something, or explore some of the buildings here in the city, anything with more action than sitting on my sofa staring at the walls all night because no one here is interesting!"

"Why don't you do the human thing, order a takeaway, drink a beer, and watch crap TV?"

"Absolutely not! I think I'd rather claw out my eyes then watch old reruns of the old Eastenders, and reality TV! Give me anything else that isn't that or Love Island for the love of all time!" He shuddered at the mere thought of having to watch shows like that... He absolutely hated the idea of it

She giggled, "Well... How about I put the Tardis into a safe orbit mode, and come down? Help to sell the illusion you’re really a human if you actually interact with someone, and I'll come to keep you company we can get some food in, and have a drink," she suggested "I get to show you the fun of a human evening,"

The Doctor raised an eyebrow as he thought about it for a moment. On one hand he really hated the idea of doing any of those things, but he supposed it was better than spending a night watching Love Island of all things so he begrudgingly gave in. "...Fine! I suppose I can suffer through an evening of acting like a regular human and all the pointless things they do at night like drinking alcohol and stuffing their faces with bad food."

"All right be there in five," she rang off,

The Doctor quickly got up from the edge of his bed and quickly started tidying up the small bedroom he had to make it look like an actual human lived there. He stuffed anything that would look odd and alien underneath the blankets. A book here and there along with just some general random stuff that would give away his secret. Just a couple of minutes later he had managed to get rid of most of the things before hearing a knock at the door,

The Doctor quickly rushed towards the door, reaching it just before Craig, He put on his best happy smile and quickly opened the door up. He was greeted by the sight of Y/n in front of him, looking every bit as ordinary as him.

Y/n smiles in her little blue dress and black tights one of her usual outfits giving the doctor a hug to help sell the illusion of two normal people who knew one another "Hey!" 

"Hey! Come on in then, I was starting to get bored to death in here without you,” He quickly returned the hug, though his focus wasn't on the hug... he couldn't stop staring at her outfit, especially at the tights she was wearing ...That definitely... made things harder considering how her outfit looked with every move she made. He quickly tried to shake the thoughts out of his head and just act casually.

"uhhh who is this?" Craig asked curiously, 

"Oh! Right, this is my... er..." The Doctor glanced over at Y/n for a moment before giving a smile, "Girlfriend! Yes, girlfriend. She's my girlfriend!"

"ohh..." Y/n blushed a little not expecting that to be his excuse, "Hi, Y/n" She introduced herself to Craig the two met and had a small chat about things as people do her normal human way giving the doctor's human persona a much better chance of being believable, 

"How on earth do you put with him?" Craig laughed,

"Ohh you know... I love him" she answered giving the doctor's cheek a kiss,

The Doctor couldn't help but blush a little bit as Y/n kissed his cheek, he was very surprised by how convincing she was at pretending they were actually a couple. The entire thought of her being that convincingly believable made him feel a slight fluttering in his stomach which for someone like him...was unusual. He continued to smile, though it was a little strained from how uncomfortable he was starting to feel being around two regular humans and having to pretend he was just like one of them.

Luckily Y/n knew he was feeling uncomfortable so managed to skirt them away towards his bedroom but Craig stopped the doctor before he could follow her

"Hey, uhh look no issues with you having your girlfriend over but you know maybe... Give me a heads up next time?"

The Doctor glanced over towards Y/n before looking back at Craig and nodding his head. "Oh yes, yes. Next time I'll make sure to mention that she'll be coming over, my apologies." He gave a small apologetic smile, but he secretly just wanted to get out of that conversation and spend time in the bedroom with Y/n.

"no problem, I'm heading off to the pub anyway so... You have fun" Craig winked,

The Doctor gave a small nod before immediately heading over towards the bedroom with Y/n. Once he was inside he let out a long sigh as he closed the door and leaned back against it. "Remind me never to do something like that again! Having to act normal for so long for people is hard."

She giggled "thanks?" She sounded fake offended sitting on the bed, 

"You know what I mean!" The Doctor rolled his eyes playfully at her as he walked further into the room. He went over to his bed and sat down by her, letting out another long sigh before glancing over at her "So, since this is supposed to be a 'normal human night'... What are we supposed to do first? Watch rubbish on TV or order food that will give us a heart attack?"

"rubbish TV, order food, drink beer, and make terrible decisions" she smiled 

He glanced over at her his eyes once again drawn to her outfit and those tights again. "I really don't understand human fashion..."

she chuckled, "What about it?"

"It just looks... uncomfortable. That's all. Just look at the tights you're wearing. You've got to squeeze into them like a sausage!" He looked her up and down for a moment with a small frown on his face while still having issues taking his eyes away from the tights.

"Thanks Doctor!" She said slightly more offended,

The Doctor immediately realized his mistake and shook his head immediately, reaching out gently to take her hands into his. "No, no, no! I didn't mean you! You look lovely, really! I just... I just don't understand how it's even comfortable to wear things like that. And it makes everything so much more difficult for me to focus..."

"you wear a suit and bowtie everyday doctor I'm not sure you can really comment on comfortable outfits besides I like my tights"

"... Fair point, though in my defence those outfits are very fashionable and comfortable! And your tights are... very distracting." He gave a small laugh but he couldn't take his eyes off the way hers were wrapped around her legs as she moved.

she chuckled "You rather I take them off?" She raised an eyebrow,

The Doctor's eyes widened slightly as his mind suddenly became far more empty as the words left her mouth. He stared at her for a moment or two before he mentally slapped himself and quickly shook his head. "... No! I... That's not at all what I meant! I just... they're... distracting! That's all!"

"you are spending too much time down here" she giggled leaning on his headboard "you're becoming a bit too human..."

The Doctor leaned back onto the headboard as he took a sip of the beer, still staring at her legs and those tights. At this point he was completely mesmerized by the way they looked against her skin. "What does that even mean?" The Doctor finally managed to tear his gaze away from her legs and looked over at her, forcing himself to focus on what she was saying for once.

"you’re become predictable. Like a human man."

A look of complete shock immediately took over the Doctor's face in response to her words. He suddenly looked genuinely offended as he looked over at her. "I am not predictable! Predictable? Me? I am the least predictable person you'll ever meet! There is nothing predictable about me at all!" He glared directly at her, not at all happy with how she had labelled him. He clearly did not like being thought of as predictable in the slightest.

"you are becoming predicable down here" she smiled "you’re slowing down... Acting more human"

The Doctor's expression softened after she said that, he went silent for a few seconds, the truth of what she was saying slowly sinking in. He leaned back against the headboard and took another sip of the beer before speaking again. "Maybe... Maybe you're right. Time Lords aren't exactly used to being human. I never wanted to be human... I never wanted to think like one, act like one..." He frowned for a moment before turning his gaze to look at her.

"well it won't be long just till you figure this thing out. Then you can come back to the Tardis and we can go off wherever you need to get back to, an unpredictable, madman with a box that I love so much" she cooed laying her head on his shoulder

A small, genuine smile appeared on his face as she laid against him. He gently put his arm around her and held her close, leaning against her with a happy sigh. "Once I'm myself again, the first thing I'm going to do is take us somewhere completely unexpected. I think it's a good time to finally show you Gallifrey." A look of deep contemplation appeared in his eyes as he looked down at her. He could practically feel his heart pounding.

"... Really?!" She sat up looking into his eyes "You... You would take me there? But you always said you've never taken any companions there?" 

"Yes... I... I will. I'm going to show you my home, I never said anything but now... I want you to see where I came from." He smiled gently, his gaze not leaving her.

Y/n trembled a little tears welling up in her eyes "But... You've had so long, so many other companions you could have taken and ... It's me? I get to go?"

The Doctor nodded his head without an ounce of hesitation in him. "You! Who else would I want to show Gallifrey other than you? You matter most to me." As he continued to look at her, he could see the tears starting and that immediately made him smile even more. "I'll show you everything I can... I'll show you how beautiful the orange skies of Gallifrey are. I'll show you the mountains and the rivers. Everything."

She hugged him tight squeezing him in her arms as she cried tears of joy "Thank you thank you thank you! I promise I'll be on my best behaviour, I'll listen to everything you say, I'll be good and follow all the rules and you can pick my outfit before we go just to make sure!" She began rambling,

The Doctor hugged her back just as tight, holding her securely and smiling happily as he did. He gently pulled her onto his lap and held her against him, rubbing her back as she let out all of her emotions on him. "I'll make sure you have the best experience you could ever imagine while we're there. I'll hold your hand the entire time, you won't even have a chance to misbehave."

she nodded excitedly "okay!"

He gently reached over and brushed a few of her tears away while resting his other hand on her thigh, gently and absentmindedly rubbing her leg a bit. He looked at her and had a small twinge of guilt come to him as he finally realized just how happy she was to share in such an intimate moment with him. 

she giggled looking down at his hand "I should wear tights more often" 

The Doctor immediately realized what he was doing and shook his head, instantly removing his hand with a flustered look on his face as he leaned back against the headboard. "No! No no, I... I need to get my brain under control. Focus on something else, anything..."

She giggled grabbing his hand and putting it back on her thigh"very common human thing, to watch TV and cuddle" she smiled nuzzling into his chest 

He groaned softly as she placed his hand back on her thigh. He wanted to argue against it, but he really didn't want to. He stared at her with a slightly pained frown as he once again started gently rubbing her leg. "Cuddling is a human thing, you're right." He paused for a moment pulling her thighs a little so she sat in his lap before continuing in a mumbled tone. "Though I think I'd rather watch you instead."

She giggled a little about to speak when the bedroom door suddenly opened and in a rush of sudden thought Y/n remembered they had to look like a human couple so immediately grabbed the doctor by the neck and pulled his lips to hers immediately starting a heavy make out as if they had been doing this for hours, He instinctively put his arms around her, wrapping them around her waist and kissing her back, his tongue gently sliding into her mouth. He didn't even react as Craig opened the door, too caught up in what he was doing.

Frankly, her already being in his bed and sitting on his lap was likely enough to sell the illusion already but the kiss was just the sugar on top, 

"Ohh uhh? Sorry for interrupting -" Craig began,

After a few moments of intense kissing, the Doctor pulled away from her for a moment to catch his breath. "Hello, Craig! What's up? Can't you see we're a little busy?" The Doctor quickly said before immediately pulling Y/n closer.

"Right yes sorry just uhh going out I'll be back later. I'll lock the door." Craig nodded a little awkward

"That's fine, no worries! Have fun, we'll probably still be here all night." He quickly went back to kissing her afterwards, gently biting down on her bottom lip.

Craig nodded and shut the bedroom door heading out to go to the pub, 

The Doctor was completely caught up in the kiss, completely focused on the taste of her lips, how good she felt sitting in his lap, how wonderful those tights were still looking... His mind was going a mile a minute while his hand gently and absentmindedly started going up her thigh before he even realized what he was doing.

She blushed hard and kissed back the kisses now turning into a hot and heavy make out her voice moaned into his mouth, his mind exploded from the sound alone. He suddenly couldn’t think about anything but her, completely focused on this new feeling that was overtaking him. He deepened the kiss in response, pulling her closer and running his hand slowly up her back before gently biting down onto her lower lip.

[shuichiakainx]

Matt in Starve Acre

[shingodzilla98]

Yes! Proud Smithie here!

[valyrianheirs]

Matt Smith's Warning! 👀

He said I identify as a threat; my pronouns are try/me.

[deanwinchesterlady]

Finally, new chapter is here! Sorryyyy for the long wait.