Life is all about choices.
Some are good choices, others are bad, but in reality, it all boils down to yes, or no.
"You have a choice Miss Pond." River muttered in my ear.
"You can say no, and this will never happen again. Or you can say yes, and get what you really need." The decision wouldn't have normally taken much thought. River was female, and the Doctor's future wife... I think. But now, with her hands playing around at the edge of my panties, the answer was less clear. She was right, I wanted this. But did I want this from River?
"R-River..." I half moaned, half gasped as she began to draw circles, dipping lower and lower towards were I really wanted her fingers.
"That wasn't a choice sweetie. Oh and I'd choose fast. Because if you don't choose then I will choose for you, and I can promise you, I won't be choosing yes." I shifted slightly, not wanting to let the evil woman know how much I really needed this. But I think she could sense it... or smell it at least. I trembled as she slowly began to move her fingers in the opposite direction.
"Make the choice Pond." I swallow my pride, and possibly take my last breath as I mutter
"Yes." It's barely there, almost not even a whisper, but she heard. Or I assume she heard as her fingers stop and reverse direction. I momentarily panic, regretting my decision, but once the tips of her fingers brush my clit I forget everything except for the feeling of her fingers against my skin. She slid them down, only ghosting them against my clit before sliding 1 – 2 – 3 into me, seemingly immune to my gasps of half pain half pleasure. She pulled them out, leaving just the tips within me and smiled.
"Now then Pond. Perhaps now would be a good time to rid you of those ever so pesky clothes. What do you say sweetie?" Another shuddering breath and a nod from me set things in motion once more as she hooked her fingers under the waistband of my panties and pulled them down, leaving me completely bare, due to the fact I had just stripped off to have a shower, leaving me just in those anyway. River smiled and dropped to her knees in front of me, smiling cheekily and pinning my hips to the tile wall I was lent against. Another smile before, Jesus Christ! Her tongue was... Jesus Christ. I felt it swipe across my clit. Oh god. I cried out, my throat sore and the sound hoarse and primal, but it felt right. It also felt right to tangle my fingers in Rivers hair and basically push her head in further. I felt her smile before her tongue plunged in where three fingers had been just a minute or so before. I moaned, my knees barely able to hold me, immensely grateful for River's hand on my waist, keeping my upright.
I could feel myself getting close, could feel myself spinning down into a spiral of ecstasy.
"Let go for me Pond. Let go for me Amy." So I did, letting go completely barely remaining counscious.
I came down from my high, to find myself sitting on the floor with River next to me. She smiled once again, this time more comforting than anything else.
"Payback is a bitch River, just remember that."
Sequel? You tell me.