"So, what do we do about the echoes and memories?"
Clara was leaning against the console, watching the Doctor spin and skip around like the man-child he was. She had woken up with another nightmare and the Doctor had to lay down on the bed and comfort her, telling her he was there. They had both eaten breakfast and were now chatting, the Doctor stealing a kiss every few minutes. He still blushed whenever he did but that was the Doctor.
"Well," He spun around to face her, "Since you're a Time Lady now your brain should be able to sort them out, otherwise you'll be fine. Though, you might have a few nightmares every once and a while, but that's just your brain doing its job."
Clara nodded and strode towards him, resting both hands on either side of his hearts. He looked down, eyes shining a dark green.
"So, where to?" She asked.
The Doctor's eyes widened and he took her hands in his.
"Oh, you're not going anywhere, Miss Clara."
Clara rolled her eyes.
"You said it yourself, I'll be fine," She said.
The Doctor spun around once more before running around the console and flipping switches.
"Yes, but your brain needs time to sort everything out and the only way for it to do that is to rest. Which means you'll be staying here for the next few days. Week maybe, or more." He said.
Clara followed him.
"You'd like that now, would you? Keeping me with you at all times, not letting me leave? Are you up to something?" She smirked.
His own lips started to curl.
"Maybe," He leaned forward, "What are you going to do about it?"
She leaned closer as well.
"I have a few things in mind," She teased.
She placed one hand on his chest and the other on the back of his neck, caressing his brown hair. His arms wrapped around her pulling her closer, he inhaled her scent.
"Oh, really?" He growled softly, their noses rubbed against each other.
"Yes," She whispered.
"And I'd like to start," She ran her hands over his chest making the Doctor's back stiff with pleasure.
"In the Library." With that she spun around and walked up the small flight of stairs and into the corridor, leaving the Doctor stunned and confused.
Clara looked over her shoulder and winked, an obvious sign for him to follow her. And he got the message just fine. He sprinted up the stairs after Clara, reaching out for her, but she slid from his grasp and broke into a run towards what she hoped was the Library. Know the Doctor loved a good challenge, she skid and ran through many corridors all the while looking for the place she wanted to relax. Apparently, the TARDIS wasn't on her side as she saw the Doctor coming at her full speed from beside her. She didn't have enough time to get away when he snatched her arm and yank (not roughly, never roughly) her to him, wrapping his arm securely around her and determined to not let her go. She yelped when he held her from behind and giggled when he lifted her into the air slightly.
He growled playfully into her ear and nuzzled his head between her neck and shoulder, he just couldn't get enough of her sweet smelling scent. It was intoxicating, making him burry his head deeper and holding her even tighter if it was possible. Her giggles died down and she sighed, bringing her hand up to run her fingers through his hair and resting her cheek on his temple. He purred and closed his eyes, savoring the moment of having her in his arms. After all this time of being with her, having adventures together and sharing wonderful moments with her he finally gets to just holder, have her. As his.
Well, not yet. He still has to bond her with him. And mark her as his. He rumbled greatly at the thought of making Clara his permanently. Having her as his mate, she would belong to him and him alone, no one else. He took great satisfaction at having Clara. Of course he would have to wait until she goes into heat, which he didn't know when that would be. He wanted it to be soon, he couldn't wait any longer yet he didn't want to ask Clara, that would be too embarrassing and would look suspicious.
It just occurred to him that Clara had never been in heat before, she wouldn't know what to do. She would probably be confused and afraid, sitting on her bed with soaked thighs, whimpering, whining, and begging for her Alpha to take her. She would be in an intense state of arousal and pain, just waiting to be claimed, her Omega instincts making her submissive and open for him…
He hadn't realized he had been pinning Clara to the wall, his eyes nearly black with hints of dark green sending a predatory gaze at her. His breathes are deep and hot, his arms on either side of her, trapping her between himself and the wall she's pressed to. Her eyes, irresistible yet innocent, looked straight into his eyes. She looked confused, but he could smell her arousal lingering through the air, making his pupils dilate and upper lip curl into a small snarl and bared his teeth.
Clara's Omega instincts kicked in, making her submit to the powerful Alpha male standing above her. She shifted her head and allowed him more access to her neck for scenting which the Doctor very much obliged to, lowering his head to get a good whiff of her smell, which made him shiver in delight. Clara could feel the Doctor's hard member digging into her stomach and shrunk back, suddenly feeling unsure and unprepared. She whimpered slightly but not in pleasure.
The Doctor noticed her discomfort and immediately backed away, looking confused and worried at her sudden behavior. He raised her head with his hand and looked into her eyes.
"Clara, is everything alright?" He asked.
Clara felt abruptly felt insecure and her little body shrivel even more.
"I don't know, I… I just don't feel like I'm ready yet, to, you know," She gestured, "To do this."
The Doctor sensed her panic and held her shoulders with comforting hands, rubbing them up and down her arms.
"Hey, it's okay. We're not in any hurry here," Well, at least you're not anyway, He thought.
"You can take all the time you need, alright. I promise I'll be right here by your side," He said. Waiting.
He watched as Clara took a deep breath and looked up at him.
"Let's just go to the Library," She smiled softly.
The Doctor smiled back and nodded.
"Of course," He led her towards the Library, still holding her shoulders for reassurance.
On the way, the Doctor had to try and suppress his Alpha instincts and his hard member which was one of the hardest things her had to do in his entire life, especially when there's a fertile Omega not a few inches from him.
But none the less he would wait for her, he didn't want to come off as too forceful or impatient and scare her away.
I took a couple of corridors and a few doors but they finally reached the Library and Clara sighed in relief. She headed off to the non-fiction section with the Doctor not far behind, curious as to what she's looking for. She skimmed the isles, her eyes hunting for a certain book somewhere in the 'G' section, until she found it. The Doctor's eyes widened when he found out what book she was looking for: The Encyclopedia of Gallifrey.
The book held everything about Gallifrey, including its wildlife, native plants, Gillfreyians, and even the reproduction cycle of the Time handled the ancient book with care and walked over to the loveseat in the living area of the giant library. Without a word she sat down and set the book down on the coffee table in front of the seat while the Doctor sat next to her, waiting for her.
Clara stared the book down and carefully opened the dark brown, thick cover.
"The language of Gallifrey was so beautiful, but I forgot it." She said, "It's somewhere in my head, I know it. But no matter what I just can't remember."
The Doctor sat silent for a moment.
"I could teach you," He looked up at her.
Clara smiled at him, and he loved seeing her smile.
"Thank you, Doctor," She kissed him on the cheek and he closed his eyes, sighing.
She turned the page and scanned down the contents until she came across The Mating Habits of Time Lords and smirked at him. The Doctor's face turned a bright red and was inwardly begging Clara not to turn to that page. It's not a topic he finds comfortable talking about. Clara, don't turn to that page! Damnit.
The Doctor shot up from the seat, making Clara jump.
"I'm just gonna go….fix something. You know the TARDIS, always needs fixing!" He quickly ran from the Library, making Clara giggle.
She turned back to the book and flipped through the old, withered pages.
Sitting alone in the console room gave the Doctor some time to think about what has happened in the last few days. But mostly to think about Clara.
He sat down on his hammock underneath the control panel with his goggles strapped to his forehead and sonic in hand, grabbing a handful of wires and fixing something that probably doesn't need any fixing. He let his mind wonder to Clara and how she changed him when she walked right into his life without knocking. She made him look at the world in a different way, something that many cannot do, even his closest friends and gave him the feeling of falling in love all over again. He loved the way her brown hair was so incredibly soft, how her silky skin felt against his rough hands, the way he runs his fingers over her lovely curves, the sharp pleasurable sensation he gets when he inhales her scent deeply. Her Omega scent.
He shivers violently when he remembers the sweet smell of her, especially that one section behind her ear which is the main scent gland (He loves burying his face into that spot). Even though he absolutely loves how she smells, there is just one thing that bothers him. That really bothers him. She doesn't smell like him. During the mating ritual when the Alpha and Omega are planned mates, it's the Alpha's job to make sure that everyone is to know that the Omega is his and his alone to make his mate feel protected, and a traditional way to do that is to cover her head to toe in his scent. Without his scent to mask her own she smells unclaimed and that makes him feel very uncomfortable because that means he's not doing his job. And when he's not doing his job it makes him feel overprotective and possessive of her, trying to keep her his for as long as possible until her next heat cycle, which could be next month for all he knew.
The main scent glands on the Alpha are on his hands, neck, chest and genitals, and he plans on using all of these very soon. The urge to claim Clara gets stronger every day, his Alpha male instincts to possess her grow more aggressive every time he smells her scent. He can't help it, it's his instinct that tells him he has to have Clara, he has to own her, claim her, and make her his mate forever. He has been touching Clara a lot more than before to get as much of his scent on her as possible without her noticing, it probably won't get by her because she can smell him just as much as he can smell her.
By the time he had finished 'fixing' a part of the TARDIS, Clara had come from behind him and wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing his neck lightly. He hummed in return and turned to nuzzle his face into that spot behind her ear, inhaling deeply before darting his tongue out to taste her skin making her sigh and stretch her neck for him to get more access to.
"I was just thinking about you," He said between open mouthed kisses on her neck.
Clara sighed once more.
"Hmm, were you?" She asked hand coming up to stroke a certain place on the Doctor's scalp.
"Yes, I was," He gasped when he felt her hand massage that part of his head and immediately started purring.
Clara giggle at the cat-like sound emitting from him and watched as he practically melted into her arms, nudging his face against her and his hands grasping her waist.
"Where did you learn that where that sensitive part on my head was?" The Doctor moaned.
Clara smirked.
"From that helpful Time Lord book of yours from the Library,"
He blushed a dark red.
"Oh yes, that book," He began to rub his hands up and down her body.
"Doctor, I've noticed how you keep touching me,"
He pretended to act confused.
"I always touch you, Clara. What are you talking about?" He asked.
She put her hands on his arms.
"You know what I'm talking about. You've been trying to mark me by coating me in your scent," She said.
He looked up at her.
"Now, Clara I would never do that," She gave him a look.
"I wouldn't!"
"Doctor, I can smell it,"
The Doctor slumped in defeat.
"Fine, I was. I just… I feel the need to claim you but I don't want to scare you away because you haven't reached your first heat yet and-"Clara cut him off with a kiss which he immediately kissed back. She backed away.
"Doctor, I'm not going to be scared because of something you can't control. Plus, it would be fun messing around with you for the next few weeks," She grinned cheekily.
The Doctor gave her a warning growl.
"Now, Clara I wouldn't recommend doing that to an Alpha male Time Lord,"
"Well, whose gonna stop me?" She smirked and backed up, giving him enough room to turn to look at her before she ran off again.
The Doctor barred his feral teeth before jumping up and sprinting after her down the long, metal corridor.
Author's Note: Hey guys! It's me again! I'm so sorry for the late update it's been very hard to write since high school started and everyone in my house wants to use the computer. I don't know when the next chapter will be but I can assure you that I won't give up on my story.
I've heard some of you want River back but I don't know how to bring her back. But I can say that a certain Cyber friend is going to return soon!
-Chasingthestars123 :{