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Cork-Screwed - Doctor Who fanfiction
Part One; Doctors POV.
Through your pants you watch her, her tanned face and cork-screw hair getting you hard. Silently you beg her to turn around with that sexy smirk and a hand on her gun. Slowly, almost without realizing it, your hand has travelled to down south and is now struggling to cover your boner. Very quickly your face is heating up. Now you're struggling not to moan. When your face is flushed and your breathing turns heavy, she turns around. With that sexy smirk on her face and hand reaching for her cuffs.
"Hello sweetie." She whispers hungry, eyes travelling up and down your body as she undoes her top. Smirking that sexy smirk of hers, she walks towards your, slowly and sensationally stripping. You moan in anticipation as she throws the handcuffs at you. Quickly you latch one side shut on you left hand and thread the other side through a handle. You seal your fate when you lock your right hand in and spread your legs. Licking your lips, you gaze at her tanned body in wonder. She reaches you, and with strength that leaves you breathless, she rips your pants off. Next she goes for your jacket. Laughing she rips your shirt so you still have a collar with your bow-tie in place. Leaning over you she watches you stand tall. Sexily she reminds you just why you break her out of prison every night.
When she's done your fez is covered in teeth marks, your boner still standing to attention and her lip-stick is gone. Smiling happily she unlocks her handcuffs and together you walk to bed…
Part Two; Rivers POV.
Silently smirking, you face the door. You can hear his breath getting heavier. Through the Tardis's telepathic field you hear him call out in his mind. Begging you to turn around. Almost laughing herself, the Tardis informs you he is having an erection. You wait until he is almost moaning out loud, than you turn around. Smirking in a way you know he can't resist, you reach meaningfully for your handcuffs.
"Hello sweetie" You whisper, the sight of his huge boner almost too much to bear. Slowly you undo your top, until your chest is completely exposed. You than walk sensationally towards him, taking your clothes off and dropping them to the floor. He moans, you throw him your handcuffs. Quickly, fumbling a bit, he eagerly locks one hand in and threads it through a handle near him. His boner trembling now, he locks in his other wrist and spreads himself out across the floor. Hurriedly you cross the last couple of metres. The Tardis reminds you his licking his lips and tells you to get on with it. Using all your strength you rip his pants right off. You do the same with his jacket. You've started to laugh; you've had the most wonderful idea. You rip his shirt apart, leaving his collar and bow-tie. You lean over him and watch his boner stand tall. Smiling in a way you know he can't resist you give him what he wants…
Afterwards you place his fez on his head and throw your empty lip-stick container away. You smile happily and unlock your handcuffs. Together you walk away towards your room, his boner still sticking out.
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