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Feb 07, 2012 18:18


Fuck Or Die
Sexpollen Version----

(TRIGGER WARNING HERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

  • Rules are Simple.
  • 1. Post Character and Prefs.
  • 2. Tag others.
  • 3 Profit.


You've been attacked by that Darned Sex Pollen.  One or both of you can be infected.
One thing is clear, though.  Anyone infected MUST FUCK.
No other option.

Have fun with that, kiddos!

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Oh lord... captoftardis February 9 2012, 07:49:43 UTC
Well, this was awkward.

"Erm, Donna, what exactly was that flower you were looking at from before? What color was it again?" He had been rambling on about something as they walked back to the TARDIS until he realized she was petting his hair rather eagerly. "Was it blue or purple?" He hoped she said blue.

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captoftardis February 12 2012, 02:53:34 UTC
She was hot and he was... well, not there yet. Maybe room temperature at best?

"How much of that flower did you inhale!?" He questioned, as he held her hips still for a moment.

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noblexcompanion February 12 2012, 02:55:58 UTC
She whimpered at him holding her hips, preventing her from getting that glorious friction she craved. "I only had a quick sniff... Or two. It smelt so sweet!"

She will never take the blame for this, Doctor. He should know better than to let her out of his sight.

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captoftardis February 12 2012, 03:07:38 UTC
"I think you inhaled the whole bloom'n thing! Is it still in your nostril?" He let go of her hips to playfully look her in the face.

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noblexcompanion February 12 2012, 03:10:22 UTC
A ha! Freedom! She rolled her hips the instant they were freed. "Oi, don't get up close unless you're going to put those gorgeous lips to good use!" Such kissable lips you have, Doctor.

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captoftardis February 12 2012, 03:16:14 UTC
Oh, he'd show her as he sat up, crushing his lips to hers. He did think of himself as a pretty decent kisser. What an ego!

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noblexcompanion February 12 2012, 03:18:49 UTC
Well~ He has had plenty of practise at kissing Earth girls! She kissed him back, arms curling around his neck, her hands once again finding his hair, grabbing handfuls of those glorious locks.

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captoftardis February 12 2012, 03:29:03 UTC
Much better. He knew she was desperate for release, but if she wanted it, she had to not be as scary-aggressive. Aggressive was alright, but the scary part had to go.

Ah, the hair tugging... He was alright with that. Very alright indeed.

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noblexcompanion February 12 2012, 03:34:02 UTC
Donna? Scary? As if. She's a pussy cat, don't you know? Can't you hear her purr? Or well, as close to a purr as a human can do. She rolled her hips again, desperate for even the tiniest hint of friction. Such a cruel tease, Doctor.

She drew his bottom lip between her teeth, tugging and nibbling at it lightly

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captoftardis February 12 2012, 06:31:23 UTC
Slow and steady wins the race, at least in this case as he firmly grips her hip with one hand and rocks her pelvis softly against his.... Oh, that was causing things to stir. The purring helped too as he definitely appreciated those little noises of approval.

His free hand started tugging at the hem of her shirt from her trousers, now look at who lost the aggression card?

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noblexcompanion February 12 2012, 17:29:05 UTC
Were you intending on melting her into a pool of mewling goo? Because if you were, you're succeeding. But there is far too much clothing in this equation still. Impatient hands tugged at their clothing.

Followed by another kiss. She could get used to this kissing thing.

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captoftardis February 12 2012, 22:48:37 UTC
He was pretty confident she had ripped plenty of buttons from his shirt in her haste. It was rather comical in the sense that she couldn't decide what to do - undress him, undress herself, or kiss him. How about those options?

Losing his balance (it happens when you're trying to remove your shirt and try to control your best mate at the same time), he was once again lying on his back.

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noblexcompanion February 12 2012, 23:22:00 UTC
It wasn't her fault her sexual desires and lust were in overdrive. She wasn't the one who took them to a planet with sex flowers. If she were thinking more clearly she'd most likely accuse him of doing it on purpose, but all she can think about is the clothing that's in the way and how to get it out of the way.

After some more fumbling, and having to give up the kisses for the sake of stripping, she was finally free of clothes. Clothes? Who needs them anyway?

There, Doctor. That best mate? Now straddling you, completely naked.

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captoftardis February 12 2012, 23:46:53 UTC
He didn't do it on purpose. Of course he wasn't thinking about such things when he planned their destination, in fact, he didn't realize the flowers even grew on that planet!

And wow, was she ever ready for him. It was a simple observation, honest! He just has his trousers left and... Were they really going to do this?

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noblexcompanion February 12 2012, 23:51:39 UTC
Going to do it? Oh yes. Unless he had any other great ideas. He could always take her to find Jack and get him to fix the problem, or take her to meet Casanova and let her work out her frustrations with him... If he could free himself from her wandering hands, that is.

Damn it, Doctor. Still too much fabric in the way! She fumbled with his trousers whilst all the while rocking her hips, biting on her bottom lip to silence a moan.

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captoftardis February 13 2012, 01:11:15 UTC
She didn't have to ask him what his opinion is of those ideas, there was nothing more than he despised (other than pears) than Casanova. But he wasn't going to open that can of worms....

His hands glided across her stomach as he raised up his hips for her to pull off his trousers.

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