Tell Him

AU (Dominant 12 x Clara).

Now Clara has crossed the line and surrendered her will to the Doctor, he is determined to reinforce her new found ability to bow down to his dominance by insisting she finally ends her relationship with Danny Pink. And the Doctor has already decided this is not negotiable...


Rated M


Warnings: Rated M for content including domination/submission, sexual scenarios and conversations.


Disclaimer: I own nothing at all, I write for love of this fandom!


Chapter 2 : Tell Him

How life had changed for Clara Oswald, by simply crossing an imaginary line.

But that line was not imaginary now, because she acknowledged its existence fully – that line had been crossed, it had not been real on the carpet when the Doctor had drawn it with his finger, but it was certainly real inside her head:

She had stepped over that line and given up her control.

And perhaps it was what she had always wanted, secretly.

There was nothing so head-swimmingly erotic than to be on her knees, looking up at him while he looked down at her and commanded her to give him oral sex...

Much more than that had happened since the day she had crossed the line – several trips in the Tardis later and she was still lying to Danny, still letting him think the Doctor was no more than a friend...

She had even taken a call while the Doctor was behind her, taking her roughly and she swore he fucked her that little bit harder as she spoke on the phone, as if making a silent protest that the last of her control was yet to be relinquished – she still had not ended her relationship with Danny, because that would be hard to do, and she wished she never had to do it, simply because she didn't want to hurt him.

But it was what the Doctor wanted, and he was the one she truly loved.

She knew it, but to say it while looking into Danny's eyes was painful, and she didn't want to inflict pain on him just because her selfish heart had been reluctant to make a choice that should have been made a long time ago...

The blame rested firmly with her, and she knew it...

As the Tardis engines fell silent the Doctor turned to her.

"You're home. I hope this visit will be brief because your other home – your real one, is here, in the Tardis with me."

It was hard to look him in the eye because his words had deepened her sense of guilt.

As the Doctor stepped closer and placed his hands on her hips she felt a bolt of excitement shoot through her body, as if she was already aching for his penetration again.

"Don't be away too long with soldier boy," he said to her, "Remember I'm a patient man but my patience is not infinite. You'll have to tell him eventually."

A troubled look clouded her eyes.

"Eventually," she agreed, "I need to choose the right moment."

Then she couldn't read the expression in his eyes as blue turned steel grey.

"Hurry up and do it," he said softly, "That day is already long overdue."

Then he let go of her and turned back to the Tardis controls.

She had caught a look on his face that made her wonder if he felt sad on letting her go, and it made her heart ache.

He glanced back at her.

"Still here? I thought you had to run back to the PE teacher?"

And she felt awkward again.

That line she had crossed, that imaginary line, was burning into her thoughts as she looked into his eyes.

"I...won't be long," she said, but no matter how sweetly she had said it, she still felt guilty.

Something had changed by crossing that line – it had not just brought them closer together, but the balance of power had shifted, and shifted in a way she found strangely welcome, enabling her to experience the freedom of letting go of her rigid need for self control. She had not realised until now that handing over control to another could actually feel...liberating?

She glanced at him again, taking in his lean build and the way the cut of his elegant suit emphasised his slim but athletic body hidden beneath that fabric.

"Maybe I don't need to go just yet."

He cocked an eyebrow.

"Maybe? It's a yes or a no in my world, Clara."

She felt as if she was back in that moment, crossing the line all over again – and it was intoxicating, it made her head swim as sure as it made her powerfully aroused. He was working his magic again, like crushing her slowly, holding her in a steel hand covered by a silk glove as he slowly exerted his dominance over her simply by the power of a look, or a few words...

She made up her mind.

"Danny can wait."

The Doctor smiled and turned from the console, walking over to her slowly and deliberately and with every footfall that sounded from the soles of his polished shoes, she felt her excitement rising, every nerve in her body tingling.

"If you're trying to tell me you want some more of what I gave you this morning in bed, I think we really should have a talk about you and Danny and how you need to explain this situation to Mr Pink. But that's not for right now..."

She looked up at him and felt mesmerised by the way he held her in his gaze, and as he brushed a stray lock of hair out of her eyes, his touch was all she needed to make her ache for more.

"Now," he said softly, "Tell me what you want, Clara."

"More."

"More, what?"

"More of you, please."

The words had been whispered, she still could not voice her need for him, loudly declare her submission to his dominance, but her whispered words had pleased him.

The Doctor checked the time.

"I think we can fit something special in between now and when you break the news of us to soldier boy."

Her eyes widened in alarm

"Now? So soon?"

He was giving her that look again, the look she didn't want to quarrel with, the one that made her head swim and filled her with the urge to drop to her knees and look up at him as he stood over her, all powerful and dominant, and the sight of him doing that naked was even more mind-blowing than now, as he did it standing over her in his black suit at the Tardis console...

"Yes, today," he replied, "I've decided that today you will tell Mr Pink you and him are over because he was right all the long, you are in love with the Doctor. Unless of course there's a reason why you can't say that to him? Am I wasting my time here?"

"No!" That reply had come out with a little too much desperation, because the tone of his voice had reminded her of the day he had demanded she crossed the line – or he would leave her life forever...

"Just...give me a few hours, I need to find a way to say it gently."

"I don't care how you say it, but he's going to be told today and you will tell him."

The Doctor placed his hands on her hips and turned her around.

She gave a sharp gasp as he pushed her skirt up to her waist and tugged down her underwear.

"One for the road, I think, before you go out there and give soldier boy the bad news."

"But I'm ready to leave -"

"I know that."

"I've had a shower -"

"What's the matter? Don't want to meet your boyfriend smelling like you've had sex with a Time Lord?"

He had whispered those words in her ear as he leaned in close behind her, then as she heard him unbuckle his belt a shiver ran through her body as she leaned over the console, wet and aching as she parted her thighs.

His breath was warm against her cheek as he whispered to her again:

"I think your body is answering for you, Clara. We both know its me you want, am I right?"

And she gave a moan as he slipped his hand between her legs, siding his long, graceful fingers through wetness that was making her warm and sticky.

"Yes, it's you of course it is!"

"Good girl. That's all I needed to hear."

He kissed her cheek and she turned her head, hungry for the taste of his mouth, but now his hands were on her hips and he thrust into her deeply, as if to reinforce the fact that she was indeed completely his...


The Doctor took her hard and fast, his movement a firm in and out, in a rapid rhythm that was bruising as she leaned facing the console, clinging on as her body jolted with every thrust.

"Who do you belong to?" he panted breathlessly.

"You!" she gasped, "Always you!"

His breathing quickened as his grip on her hips grew bruising and he fucked her harder, then as he gave a gasp and flooded her with a hot, powerful orgasm, he gave a sharp cry and then buried himself inside her once more as he stood there still joined to her, and she felt every last throb of his orgasm until it faded away.

Then the Doctor withdrew from her and paused to tidy his clothing.

"Maybe tonight I'll take you to bed and be a little more gentle. If you earn it."

She turned around and tugged down her skirt and he smiled.

"I won't be gone long," she promised.

Then the expression in his eyes changed, and the look he gave her melted her heart as he stepped closer, he paused to run his fingers through her hair, and then he kissed her tenderly.

"I know this won't be easy, but it must be done. Tell Danny Pink you and him are over. Do it today, do it for me."

It wasn't a request, it was an order softly spoken.

Her heart felt heavy.

"I suppose I have to do it sooner rather than later."

She reached for her underwear, the knickers she had kicked off before their frantic lovemaking – they were gone?

Then she saw her underwear was clutched in the Doctor's hand.

"I need those!"

Playfulness sparkled in his eyes.

"Not around me you don't!" he said, and stuffed the knickers into his jacket pocket.

"But I have to see Danny -"

"And you'll go and see him now, I've timed this perfectly - he's finishing work, and I've landed the Tardis just up the road from the school gates. You can just pop out for five minutes, tell soldier boy its all over and then come back home to the Tardis."

Her face flushed.

"But I need to clean myself up...I can't walk out there in a short skirt with my ..."

She was blushing again.

"Let me help you out," he said teasingly, "Yes Clara, you will walk out of this Tardis in that deliciously short skirt, with your thighs wet and sticky as my semen runs out of you. I do hope the wind is blowing in the right direction - who knows, maybe he will smell sex all over you!"

She struggled to reply to such a remark.

"You're marking me like territory?"

He grinned.

"Now there's a thought!"

He led her to the Tardis door and then as she hesitated, all trace of dominance was gone from his eyes.

"I want you to tell him, just tell him, Clara. I love you. Keep remembering that. I need that man out of our lives."

She nodded.

"And this is something I should have told him long ago. I haven't been fair."

"And now you can put that right," the Doctor said kindly.

He caught a flicker of sadness in her eyes and drew her into a gentle embrace.

"Oh Clara, don't feel bad about this! You're setting him free, and us, too! We deserve to be happy!"

And then he drew her closer and kissed her, softly at first, then the kiss deepened. Just as she was lost in the moment, he broke off from her mouth and placed a gentle kiss at the side of her neck.

"Don't worry."

He kissed her again.

"Just tell him."

He kissed her yet again.

"It will be alright," he murmured, and then as he sucked at her neck and she felt his teeth clamp sharply making her neck throb, she gave a gasp.

"Doctor, stop it!"

He pulled back, kissed her cheek and looked deeply into her eyes.

"Don't worry, I didn't leave a mark. I'm two thousand years old, I know better than to leave a love bite for the world to see at a time like this!"

She looked up at him nervously.

"I'd better go and find Danny."

"You do that," the Doctor replied, and as she left the Tardis and walked down the street, he pushed the door ajar and continued to stand there, looking through the gap with a sly smile on his face...


As Clara walked away from the Tardis, Danny had left the school, turning out of the gates and walking towards her.

He saw her and smiled, and she forced a smile back and walked on, and as they met she looked at him and recalled what the Doctor had asked her to do and felt awkward, and her heart ached, but she knew where she belonged.

She just wished there was a quick and easy way to say it, because she just wanted to get this over with...

"Hi," she said, "Listen Danny, I'm sorry I haven't been around much lately, I've been busy -"

"With the Doctor?" he guessed, and she nodded.

"But I'm back now and...well, this isn't easy..."

Danny looked at her.

As he looked at her, she noticed something strange:

The look in his eyes had changed, that usual light that was always present when she returned from her travels was strangely absent...

"What?" she asked him, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

He shook his head.

"No reason, apart from that massive clue that you and him have something serious going on."

He thighs were still wet and she instinctively looked down, fearful that evidence of their lovemaking had tricked down her leg, but so far, so good...

"I don't know what you mean," she replied.

Danny gave her a weary look.

"I'm not stupid... Clara, I know you and the Doctor have got something going on, I knew it before I saw that."

"Saw what?"

And to her horror, he indicated to her neck.

Her hand flew to the place where the Doctor had sucked and bitten...where the flesh still ached.

"There's nothing there!"

"Nothing there?" Danny exclaimed, "Clara, that is a hickey and a half! Is this his way of making you his property, I'm surprised he hasn't thought of branding your arse with a hot iron!"

And to her shame, her cheeks flushed as images like something out of a beautiful nightmare briefly filled her mind.

Then she met his gaze and her cheeks were scarlet.

"I...I didn't know it was there...it wasn't there right after he..."

"After he gave you a massive love bite for the world to see? What a juvenile, tacky thing to do! Wearing it with pride, are you? You must love it, the hallmark of the Doctor on your neck!"

Her face was still flushed.

And her insides ached and she was still wet from their lovemaking, and she wanted more...

"I'm going now," she said, "The Doctor's waiting for me."

"You do that," Danny snapped, "And when you get back to him maybe you should tell him to remind you to have a shower when you get out of bed – you stink of sex, its disgusting!"

As she turned away and began to walk towards the Tardis door, her face was still flushing, but she found herself smiling:

Everything had changed.

The balance of power was altered forever and she liked it, she welcomed it and she was aching for the Doctor to embrace her once more.

She went inside the Tardis and closed the door behind her.


"Did you tell him?"

As he spoke the Doctor threw a lever and the Tardis took flight.

She walked over to him, joining him at the console with a flushed face but a smile about her lips.

"Your great big love bite told the story for me."

He looked into her eyes.

"Are you angry?"

"No."

"Are you sure?"

"Very."

He smiled.

"Good girl, you know its for the best."

"I do now," she replied, and he took her in his arms and held her tightly, kissing her hard as he celebrated that final break she had made from the man who had come between them.

She was all his now, he had her completely...and that was just the way he wanted it...


Author note:

There may be more chapters to this fic as and when I think them up, I love writing dominant 12!