The Weather Series Part 01 Cooling off - Chapter 01-The Plan
Weather Series
A/N: Inspired by the weather, a series of short stand-alone stories. A special shout out to wiggiemomsi for sending me the horny plot Rabbits that caused this set of stories (not intended to fit into the Moving Forward series)
Part 01 - Cooling off
Chapter 01 - The plan
It has been two days now that the heat hasn’t dipped below 80 degrees. The heat is unbearable and I don't know how much longer I am going to be able to hold out before I give up on this plan of ours. Sometimes I really wonder if he really has as much control over Verity's actions, as he likes to claim, you would think by now he might have begun to suspect something. I sigh and grumble aloud. "You know Verity I really do think it's tied the male genes that when it comes to relationships blokes are clueless regardless of the species. Have any ideas as what I should wear today?"
I smile as she flashes me a picture of me in a hot pink bikini and an almost translucent pink swirl wrap around skirt.
'Go cool off a bit and I will bring it over from the wardrobe.' I take yet another cool shower. I wonder if today will be the day I can finally get the doctor to notice. The cool water feels so good against my hot skin. I wonder what his cool hands would feel like sliding across my over heated skin. I slowly slide my water-cooled hands down my body. Caressing my breasts I slow draw my thumbs over my nipples and wish they were his hands.
My body is so hot, and the ambient temperature of the TARDIS is only causing a fraction of the heat. I have seen more of the Doctor naked in the last two days then I have in all the months previous, but even that is but the barest of the temptations of what is hinted at by his attire. As was to be expected the Jacket was the first to go as the heat began climbing. After four hours he had his sleeves rolled up to his elbows and if I hadn’t known he was alien before I would have been seriously suspecting when ten hours later he was still in his wool Jumper. At fifteen hours in he finally gave in and headed back to his room for a tee shirt when I came in wearing short shorts and a sleeveless shirt. I nearly melted on the spot when he came back in to the control room wearing that form-fitting shirt. His pectoral muscles so clearly defined he reminded me of a male model and the desire to run my hands along them was so strong that I was forced to sit on my hands to prevent myself from acting on that desire.
My eyes slide partially closed as I think of the things I would love to do with him. The ways I want to touch him and my fingers slide to my center as I slowly think of the things I would do and imagine his hands slightly callused hands stroking me intimately. Moments later I feel the pleasurable sparks crackle across my body and I shiver in pleasure. With a sigh lean against cool shower wall and catch my breath.
As I reach for the vanilla soap, that’s not really vanilla, but it smells like it to me. I wonder for what must be the millionth time what it smells like to him. I'm glad I can give him this small pleasant reminder from his home. I remember the day I discovered the garden. There were so many incredible plants, silver leafed trees and beautiful orange sky and the butterfly’s flitting about. I still haven’t seen any of the animals Verity said live in there but she did warn me they were very timid and rarely came near the paths. It was then I first smelled the flower that was used to create the scent in the soap. It was so lovely, the rich vanilla like scent was like curling up in a blanket near a fire on a cold day. The soap wasn't nearly so intense in its smell as the plant but it was then that Verity told me it was one of his favorite flowers. Much to my delight I have ever since found the soap and conditioner with it in my shower.
The Doctor had noticed the first time I used it and got a far away look in his eyes before mumbling gruffly “'s nice." and that was the last he had said. But I have noticed his hugs often seem to linger just a bit longer as he nuzzles my hair and I sometime hear or feel him taking a deeper breath when I'm close. Well maybe I will get him to finally let his guard down and let me get close to him. I realize I have been daydreaming as a slight hiccup in the water flow reminds I am still in the shower. Moving from the shower I find the suit and skirt on my bed and blush a bit as I see how little it covers. Well if this doesn't do it I don't know what will and as I turn back to the bed I notice the small bottle that I had obviously missed when I picked up the other items. As I gently uncork the small bottle I smell a much stronger version of the soap and the smell is even more like the beautiful pink and white flowers from the garden. So I gently dab on a bit putting the small bottle on my dressing table taking one last glance in the mirror I smooth my skirt before leaving the room to find the Doctor.
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Part 01 - Chapter 02 - Temptation