ONE DAY WE'LL SING ABOUT IT DOCTOR WHO RPF | Karen Gillan/Matt Smith/Arthur Darville
"I was not expecting this," Matt says. His face is buried in a pillow while he lies face first on the bed. His voice muffled and there's a seriousness to his tone that has Karen look up from pulling off her boots - because she's lovely and does things like take her shoes off before crawling into Arthur's bed (unlike some) - and she laughs.
Karen rocks backward from the edge of the bed lounging across Matt's back while little giggles make her chest jump.
Her cheeks are pink when she chokes out, "I was not expecting this!Her hands make mocking jazz fingers before she clasps them over her chest, body still shaking with laughter. Matt just grumbles beneath her, wiggling his lower body and dragging another of Arthur's pillows into his clutches
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I just discovered this, like, seven months after the fact, and it is beautiful. Your Arthur POV is so spot-on -- sort of hum-drum and loving and nostalgic and annoyed all at once. Plus Matt and Karen and their high-powered libidos are so in character. I loved this.
Thank you so much! Even seven months late, any comment like this is lovely to receive ♥ I really enjoyed writing Arthur's perspective, so much I've thought about writing a more lengthy sequel, so that you liked this is wonderful to find out.
DOCTOR WHO RPF | Karen Gillan/Matt Smith/Arthur Darville
"I was not expecting this," Matt says. His face is buried in a pillow while he lies face first on the bed. His voice muffled and there's a seriousness to his tone that has Karen look up from pulling off her boots - because she's lovely and does things like take her shoes off before crawling into Arthur's bed (unlike some) - and she laughs.
Karen rocks backward from the edge of the bed lounging across Matt's back while little giggles make her chest jump.
Her cheeks are pink when she chokes out, "I was not expecting this!Her hands make mocking jazz fingers before she clasps them over her chest, body still shaking with laughter. Matt just grumbles beneath her, wiggling his lower body and dragging another of Arthur's pillows into his clutches ( ... )
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