This little project was a joint collab between myself and nightsangelinthetardis. I made the photo edit for it; she wrote the fic.
nightsangelinthetardis's notes: A quick drabble I did for timelxrd-victorious. Vague mention of unwilling captivity. Vague mention of sexual desire. Nothing explicit. Mostly just frustrated Time Lord who doesn't yet realize he's a Time Lord. Enjoy. Oh, pairing is Tenth Doctor x OC
For reference, this takes place in the Nightlands while Teine has amnesia (and is going by Jamie, his name while he was human and Anjelika's mentor-turned-lover) and before either of them are in the Prime Universe. It also ties heavily into Anjelika's backstory.
Hellfire
Jamie had sent Anjelika into the bar to work for the night. It was the first night he had let her out of the room he had been keeping her in. He watched her from the doorway for a few moments before taking up a seat at his usual table. As he tried once more to work on the paperwork he had started earlier, he found her couldn't concentrate., his eyes kept shifting toward Anjelika as she moved between tables.
Damnit! he thought to himself, Why does she distract me so?
Jamie forced himself to focus, and it worked for most of the day. But right around midday, he began to notice that as the hours went on, the lighter her steps became until she was swaying her hips to the music playing in the background. She was practically dancing as she served up drinks! A low growl escaped Jamie's throat and he quickly stood and went to his office, away from the distraction that was Anjelika Sinclair. He almost laughed at the irony of her surname.
He turned to the fireplace, now burning bright and another ironic laugh escaped him as he began to whisper-sing the words to "Hellfire". He had always had an odd thing for Disney movies…
"Then tell me, Maria,
Why I see her dancing there,
Why her smold'ring eyes still scorch my soul.
I feel her, I see her.
The sun caught in her raven hair
Is blazing in me out of control.
Like fire,
Hellfire,
This fire in my skin.
This burning
Desire
Is turning me to sin."
Not that he could say he had never sinned before. But this was different. This was more that just desire, he realized. It was burning need.
It was just as he was turning away from the fireplace that his door burst open, one of the hired bouncers looking slightly out of breath. "Boss, it's Anjelika! She's in trouble!"