A/N: Hey guys, I know its been a while, but I've had to revise for my English exams and schools been really busy ( Apparently writing smuty fan fics isn't good enough revision, who knew?) Please let me know what you think in the reviews xxx
His long disheveled hair flopped over his eyes as he slowly started to wake. Turning over, he faced an empty pillow but was soon distracted by the smell of baking that was wafting into his bedroom. Wrapping the white bedsheet around his waist, he rose and followed his nose to the kitchen.
Clara lifted her head to the sound of the kitchen door opening. She was covered in flour; on her nose and with handprints surrounding her waist and hips. She greeted the lanky Time Lord with a quick smile.
'Good morning, you beautiful man.' she ran over to him and surprised, he dropped his sheet, revealing his toned thighs and well endowed lower half. He clutched her waist and lifted her gently to let his gorgeous, yet slightly petite companion reach his lips.
In sync with each others footsteps, they walked backwards untill her bum grazed the kitchen counter and he lifted her up on to the ledge, sweeping the bowls and cake tins into a pile on the floor. Their embrace heated rapidly and soon he moved from her lips and nuzzled her neck, biting her collar bone gently. She hummed in appreciation and her whole body arched against him, making him groan as her breasts pressed against his naked chest.
The doctor lifted his hands past her chest to push the straps of her dress over her tanned shoulders and fumbled with the buttons across her chest. Trying not to get carried away, she pushed gently against his firm chest. He looked at her in confusion, pouting, but this time, she didn't want it to be all about her. Ever since she came on to his ship, he had given her everything she wanted and now she needed to give him something.. she needed to know what made him tick.
She hopped of the counter, looking into his eyes with a smirk on her lips. Her hands wrapped around his hips and she ground up against him. His increasing firmness told her that he liked it, so she repeated the movement again and again; kissing his chest and neck. He was close to the edge now and she could feel him pressing against her thigh.
With a tug, the doctor quickly pulled off her new, modern, red dress.
Wow, no underwear, this girl learns quickly.. He thought, not even attempting to hide his pleasure. He groaned against her bare skin as she grinded up against his length for a final time. Her hands explored his toned, lean back, drifting down to clench his bum as he climaxed.
They sank to the floor, with his back resting on the kitchen cuboard and her stradling his lap. She continued to kiss him as his breathing slowed until suddenly, there was a loud beeping noise echoing throughout the tardis. Clara and The Doctor looked up in alarm, and at the same time they chuckled when they saw the grey smoke escaping the oven door.
'I may have forgot about the cake..' She with a cute little pout and stood to salvage the remains of what layed in the oven.
