Warning: Contains no plot whatsoever, one usage of a mild swear word, but plenty of innuendo.
Summary: Set in an AU of fluff, the Doctor and Donna are a couple.
Disclaimer: I do not own either of the characters in this story, I'm afraid the BBC has that privilege.
A/N: Hubby accidentally gave me the idea for this one.
Morning Glory
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Donna woke up, rolled over and found the Doctor watching her attentively. He was thinking something as he lay watching her, that much was clear from his intense gaze, but Donna did not expect him to suddenly exclaim, "Stop it!"
"Stop what?" she asked. What on earth had she done wrong? Nothing as far as she was concerned.
"Stop looking sexy! You're exuding sexiness." He smiled suggestively at her.
"Ood! Ood!" she automatically responded.
"Not Ood! Exude!" he clarified.
"Okay, I'll stop exuding sexiness in a minute," she promised.
"Why in a minute?" he wondered.
"I have to enjoy it a bit first. I'm stopping exuding… now!" Donna did her best to stop. She really did.
"…" he didn't look convinced.
"Is it working yet?" she had to know whether it had worked or not.
"No." He didn't look too upset about this though.
"I'll have to do something else then." She wracked her brains for a quick solution.
"I can think of something else you can do," he offered.
"I bet you can!" she laughed.
"I mean you can help keep me warm." Why did she always assume he had a one-track mind? Okay, she was normally right when they were in bed.
"And that's exactly what I thought you would say! I'm sure I could make you hot in fact." Donna immediately felt the interest building in him.
"Ooh! I could cope with that." He looked positively pleased.
"I'm sure you could." In fact, she was convinced.
"Come here then." He made a grab for her, and pulled her close to him.
"Arrrghh! You're bloody freezing!" she tried to move away from him, but the Doctor kept her tight up against him.
"I thought you'd be use to it by now." Yep, there was the pout!
"Used to, yes! Want, no! There is a difference." She placed a consoling hand on his chest and ran it up and across to his shoulder.
"But all you have to do is rub yourself against me for a bit and I'll get warm." He demonstrated this with a little movement.
"And what exactly do I get out of this, apart from a cold?" she decided to make him work for this treat.
"You get me! All lovely and… hot." He ran his hands in patterns on her back and breathed into her ear low and seductively.
"Hmm… might be worth it." She tried not to moan, but it sort of came out that way.
"Are you thinking about Johnny Depp?" he suddenly asked. Not that he was worried that she fantasised about anyone else or anything. Just checking, that's all.
"No. Do you want me to?" she instantly offered. It could add to the fun, after all.
"Yeah, go on then." Yeah, fun was good, very good, he thought.
Donna knew there was nothing wrong with a bit fantasy, especially when it involved your favourite actor. It was just what the Doctor ordered.
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