Oh, now that moaning was good. Yes, the Doctor thought that was a sound he could get himself used too. Laying down, his hands pushed her thighs further apart as his tongue started to explore her. Tasting, feeling textures, capturing scents. Oh, he could do this for hours. But right now, what he wanted to do was make her cry out his name. More than once too.
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Date: 2010-04-09 07:51 pm (UTC)