Of Meteors and Monsoons ♦ with gaillfreys_last

[noblexcompanion]

Holidays couldn't last forever. Which probably explained why Donna was knee-deep in mud, soaking wet, freezing cold and three miles from the bleedin' TARDIS. Warm tropic suns, the Doctor had said. Glorious sunny beaches, he'd promised. The greatest meteor shower this side of the galaxy. Too bad they'd landed a decade too early in the middle of

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[noblexcompanion]

"Course I want it, you prawn. Get up here and kiss me." She offers her arms to him.

[gaillfreys_last]

He crawls his way back and promptly lets himself be held. "So, what do you want and how do you want it?"

[noblexcompanion]

"Well, a quick shag usually means just that," she resumes her petting of his hair, placing soft kisses all over his face.

[gaillfreys_last]

"Ready, willing and able...love,"he lets his arousal be known.

[noblexcompanion]

"Well, okay, better than nice." She steals a soft kiss, giving his hair a ruffle. "God, I better shower before we visit. Don't want Mum glaring at me for looking just shagged."

[gaillfreys_last]

"Oh, I think your Mum will know better to come looking for you here. She doesn't like me much," he smirks.

"I should as well," he gets up, naked as the day he was born.

[noblexcompanion]

She offers her hand to him, wiggling her fingers. "Wanna shower together?" For water saving purposes, of course. Well, maybe a little more than that.

[gaillfreys_last]

"We could...the master shower is big enough," he winks, leading her along.

[noblexcompanion]

Donna returns the kiss. "Oh? And who says I have a wonderful life, hm?" Yes, she's still teasing.

[gaillfreys_last]

"I do. Now that you have me in it, that is," he winks.

[noblexcompanion]

"I'm sorry. Can't hear you over the sound of your ego there, Spaceman!" She smirks, giving him a nudge.

[gaillfreys_last]

"Oh, I've been trying to work on that. That was rude, wasn't it?" He laughs, washing himself. "Wash my hair, love?" He leans his head down.

[noblexcompanion]

"You realise she might slap you, right? Or slap me. Or slap us both. You know what's she's like..." She nuzzles the Doctor's cheek, nudging him with her nose.

[gaillfreys_last]

"I'm sure your Gramps will get in the middle of that...or you will, right?" He just hates Moms and being slapped. None of his regenerations were too thrilled with that.

[noblexcompanion]

"Don't worry, I'll protect you from your future mother-in-law." She places a chaste kiss against his lips.

[gaillfreys_last]

"Don't get me wrong, I can defend myself...but with women? Not likely that I'll lift a finger, unless they're about to kill me, that is."

[noblexcompanion]

"Oh, look what the cat dragged in."

Donna frowns, "Nice to see you too, Mum. Just a flying visit, can't stop long. Where's Gramps?" She keeps hold of the Doctor's hand, practically clinging to it.

"Up the hill. As usual..."

[gaillfreys_last]

"Oh, brilliant," he says promptly taking Donna up the hill with him. He misses Wilf.

[noblexcompanion]

Well, so much for visiting with Sylvia. Still, the second Donna spots Wilf she lets go of the Doctor's hand and flies into his arms giving him the biggest hug. "Gramps!"

He hugs back. "Omph, 'ello my girl!" He shots the Doctor a smile. "Ey up, lad."

[gaillfreys_last]

"Hello Wilf, great to see you!" he grins.