Hey everyone! So this is my first fan fiction and I would really appreciate it if you would rate and review! English is not my native language so forgive and grammar errors! Thanks so much! Enjoy!
"So, Sweetie, what ever shall we do?" River Song sauntered towards her Doctor in a stunning strapless flowing gown that she knows drives him up a wall. And she particularly wouldn't mind being in between a wall and the Doctor tonight. She trailed her hands down his torso and gripped at his braces, "A little fore-play or should we just skip right to it?" River joked. She pulled herself into him and rested her arms over his shoulders. The Doctor wrapped his arms around her as River kissed him tenderly. "Depends..." he spoke to her, forehead to forehead, "Who's doing the fore-play?" River giggled and shrugged. She usually performed for him a little before they really got into the heat of it but the Doctor was in particularly playful mood tonight.
The Doctor abruptly took a step back and ran a hand through his hair. With his brow furrowed and forehead creased, he adjusted his bowtie and stood up straight, "Do I ever... you know... uhm..." he paused. River looked up at him curiously with big, innocent eyes. She obviously knew what he was going to ask, he could tell. And he knew that she loves to watch him writhe. So, as that boyish awkwardness grew, he tugged nervously at his bowtie and mustered, "Do I ever... strip... for you?" River smirked and pulled him close again. Lips against his, she hummed in a sultry voice, "Spoilers." and winked. Then hopped up and sat on the TARDIS console.
The Doctor stood there, stupefied, "What... what was that?! Did you wink? Did you..? What does that mean?!" River bit her lip and shrugged, offering no answers. He paced a little as he took a moment to ponder and then, feeling brilliant for solving it, he yelled excitedly, "OH! I DO STRIP!" River couldn't hide her laughter as the realization set in. "Oh... I do strip..." the Doctor said as he scratched his head. And as River's brassy laugh filled the console room the Doctor began to blush. He looked up at her to whine, but his words never left the back of his throat. River's head was thrown back in laughter causing her gorgeous golden curls to shake, reflecting the light in every direction. Her legs were crossed as she sat, causing the slit in her dress to reveal her one of her beautiful, toned legs from ankle to upper thigh. And as she laughed her breasts bounced slightly which made the dress slip down showing even more cleavage than before. Everything about her was perfect. Her shoulders, her knees, her curves, her voice, her intelligence and those striking blue eyes that the Doctor now realized were staring right back at him.
The Doctor snapped out of his trance, "Right, then!" He clapped his hands together. Rubbing them, he asked, "Where should I start?" River took a moment to consider this question. She rather liked the satisfactory feeling of stripping that stupid bowtie off of him. And undoing his pants was always one of her favorite parts. "You can start anywhere you want, sweetie," she said encouragingly, "but leave the bowtie and pants. Those are for me later." She shot him a devious smile.
So the Doctor took a deep breath and tried to calm his nerves. He started with his jacket, awkwardly pulling it off then searching for a place to rest it until he finally decided that the floor worked well enough. Then he pulled at his braces, letting them snap back against his chest. He suppressed a yelp and instead gave a little smirk to hide the fact that his chest was now stinging. River struggled to contain her laughter. He pulled his braces off his shoulders and let them hang against his legs. He flipped up his collar then slid the bowtie up so it was resting on the bare skin of his neck. And, as the Doctor struggled with his shirt buttons, River got up to help. She swatted his hands away and started undoing the buttons slowly but the Doctor was getting anxious. He wanted so very badly to explore her body. Eventually all of the buttons were undone and River smiled at how desperate he was getting. When the shirt was finally open she ran her hands over vertical red marks left on his toned chest and continued her fingers up into his hair, planting tiny kisses up his neck, across his face, finally ending on his lips where they both sunk into tender kiss.
Hope you liked it! More to come soon! R&R!