Meanwhile, elsewhere...

[sortofaman]

There were more things to do on one's honeymoon than have sex or lie about, and while that would have been just fine, occasionally one needed to stretch one's legs. Which was why the Doctor, clad only in boxer briefs, and Chase, similarly less than clothed, were on the beach as the sun started to set, playing a rough and tumble rugby scrimmage

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[dr_robchase]

Chase had been wiping the sweat from his face, pacing back and forth and grinning widely as he kept his eyes on the Doctor, the sun painting his back as he kept his eye on his husband, tucking the rugby ball to his chest as he caught his breath from the last play. "I don't think this is very fair," he was protesting, licking his lip.

[sortofaman]

"Fair isn't the point," the Doctor said. The point was, actually, rolling about in the sand with only pants on, but he wasn't about to say that. He stretched out on the sand and tilted his head back to the sky.

[dr_robchase]

Chase eased closer and pushed the ball out with one hand for the Doctor to take. "It's not fair because you're shirtless and I'm shirtless and we're both without trousers, so how exactly are we supposed to be concentrating here?" he asked, like this was more than just a game.

Like it was the Ashes, but for rugby.

[sortofaman]

"The point is not who wins or loses, but how one plays the game," the Doctor said, taking the ball and getting to his feet. "Arse grabbing? Totally allowed."