Ohnoez, she's having one of her hair-brained ideas again!
So, in brief, here is the story: I just found today (at work, no less!) a free-for-the-taking vintage edition of The Joy of Sex. There is no end to how amused I am by this. And, honest-to-goodness my first thought was, "How can I use this for ficcing purposes?"
Well, the answer is right here.
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Okay, this definitely has to wait until after the kids are in bed!
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Pressure points, Rose thinks. Of course the Doctor knows all there is to know about pressure points. She feels his hands, manly, hairy hands, stroking her back, nimble fingers kneading, pressing, making her tingle.
She clutches his shoulders, her nails marking semi-circles on his skin. He shudders and stills, pressing hard. Ten separate bursts of pleasure meld together into one blinding flash as she comes over him. Rose threads her fingers into his hair, tugging the way she know he likes as he pulses inside her.
“Told you,” he pants into her shoulder, “not just good for stroking the TARDIS.”
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Pass him here when you're done with him, Rose *smirks*
Nice. Verrrrry nice....
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