Here we are 8C, just a reminder it's another, alternative version of what could have happened after proper Chapter 7 . This took awhile for two reasons 1) I was so consumed and worried about how the Ponds were going to leave in Angels Take Manhattan that I just couldn't concentrate on it. and 2) It's the first time I've written DP and non male/male anal and every time I tried to write it in Amy's voice it didn't work. So, I ended up switching to the Doctor's POV. Also I had to do a bit of research to really see if women could actually enjoy anal or if that's just a lie guys like to sell us. Apparently, according to the internets, it can definitely be enjoyed when done right. So, finally I started writing and here we are. I hope its ok, this may be one of the Chapters I'm most nervous about posting. But I had so many requests for it, I felt obligated. Anyways, here we are, hope you like it, writing it helped me a bit with my Angels Take Manhattan grief. Please read and for the love of Rassilon review, review, review. I'm way too paranoid about this one to just assume you like it. OK, on to 8C.
Oh and yeah, at the end I totally add a non canon TimeLord ability/trait/whatever, but I thought it was cool.
...And His
"Wait a tick, why did you think Rory was gay?" Now I realize some might think this was a completely inappropriate moment to ask this question. Yes, I was in the middle of orally pleasuring Rory. But there are no inappropriate moments, questions should be asked as they occur to you, as anything occurs to you and things are occurring to me all the time. If you don't ask you're liable to forget and I hate forgetting.
"What?" Amy said and she truly sounded like she hadn't understood the question.
Rory groaned next to me with impatience and frustration but I patted his thigh in response. What was, after all the rush.
"Hush, this will only take a moment. You said, not that long ago 'It was right after I'd accidently told him that for all these years I'd assumed he was gay.' Why-"
Amy rolled her eyes and looked at me with exasperation. I got that look a lot, well, that look and wide eyed amazement at my brilliance...or fashion sense.
"It was a silly mistake, Doctor. Could we discuss it later?" she pleaded. She was laying on the bed, curled on her side, eyes wide as she watched us together. It was strange to have a very naked and seemingly perpetually aroused Amy in my bed but I was adapting quite nicely.
I'm being flip again, aren't I? Trying to summarize everything that's happened tonight as though it were just one more adventure. One more thing to experience, catalogue and move on from. It's not. There are corridors in my heart that I long thought closed that have been blown wide open. I am, I fear...hopelessly in love with both of them. Shagging Rory, no, no that wasn't accurate at all. Making love with Rory, as he had asked, as I had wanted, affected me more than I let on. I adored that they called it that; making love. As if love was created at it's purest level by the uniting of two bodies. Then recreated again and again each time they joined. The human body, one of the great forges of the universe and now I was a part of it. Perhaps no longer a destroyer but a creator as well. Yes, it was erotic, of course it was but it was more than that. He gave his body to me, as Amy had given hers. They'll trust you with their lives, their minds, their futures even, I never had to ask for that, never. But their hearts, I suppose I usually took those. Just skonkered off. Not intentionally, but I took them nonetheless, all the while withholding as much of my own as I could. But these two, to them I had given them willingly, a heart for each Pond.
"Doctor...later? Come on, don't get distracted now, it was just getting good!" Amy complained. I love when she complained, I love when we sparred, I love how impatient and demanding and precocious she was. I loved her smile and that 'But Doctor, I want my way' pout she pulled. I loved her. And I loved Beaky too, with his seriousness and his humor and of course his staggering devotion. He had done something I could never do. Stayed in one place, he sat and waited for the woman he loved for two thousand years. I get impatient when it takes too long to change the bulb on the TARDIS. In so many ways he was my better, they both were. I should probably tell them that sometime.
But not now, back to the subject at hand.
"We could talk about it later but we won't. He's obviously been in love with you for his entire life and you didn't have the slightest inclination that he was interested. Pond, I thought you were sharper than that."
Ok now, I was just needling for the fun of it but it was just so strange, how could she have not noticed. Rory's erection didn't seem to be flagging any in my hand so I assumed it was safe to press forward. "Furthermore-"
"Are you actually scolding me in the middle of fellating my husband?"
I raised my chin a bit before saying; "Yes, I suppose I am."
"Doctor, I'm over it, I swear, now could you please..." Rory's voice was a mix of exasperation and lust.
"Oh alright-"
"My fantasy did not entail a scolding." she said with a pout.
Now how could I not quirk an eyebrow at that?
"I think we both know that's not true, Amy." I said before returning to the business at hand.
I put my lips back on Rory and he returned his to me. He was hot and firm in my mouth and I loved the feel of him. I ran my tongue up and down his length grinning and blushing at the way his body responded to mine. He was so unashamed by how much he wanted me and it made my stomach knot with excitement when he moaned my name.
Oh gods, Rory, I am smitten, I am properly in love. Kiss me, touch me, put your body atop mine. Make love to me, master me, leave me helpless beneath you. Make me yours, make me arch up to meet you, make me come breathless and desperate beneath you.
Doctor, you know I can still hear you, right.
I blushed further, I had forgotten we were still telepathically connected.
Sorry dear, I got a bit carried away.
Oi, don't you ever apologize for that. Ever. Just imagine, Doctor, what I'm going to feel like inside you.
This, sixty-nine, had been Amy's idea. Rory and I lay on the bed, each on our side, sort of curved into one another like a yin yang. His skin was like nothing I'd ever tasted before. Humans do have a flavor, all of you. Rory tasted like cinnamon and that scent that delights me when I fling open the TARDIS doors and breathe in the living and the dead of starlight. It's that incredible taste of time being born over and over again, it's stardust. Rory tastes like cinnamon and stardust.
He squeezed my cock, his tongue flicking over the head and I squirmed under his skill. I tried to keep up with him but he was so damn distracting. We came shuddering into one another's mouths. I've never orgasmed this much, ever. In between sips of the banana drink my body aches with a sort of blissful exhaustion. The Ponds. The insatiable, lusty, enthusiastic, Ponds. They just may be the death of me before this evening is over but what a way to go. I never would have guessed that two exuberant humans could bring me to near fatigue. They'd stripped me bare and I was murmuring all sorts of things into their ears, against their cheeks, the words 'I love you' had never flowed so freely from my lips. I'd never felt more vulnerable, never in all my life, than I did between these two. I had never quite felt so assured that I belonged.
But there were still questions. That's the thing people never realize about getting answers, answers usually just lead to more questions. Complicated questions. Confusing questions like-
"So why this, Amy." I began, sitting up and making a bit of a show of licking the residuals of her husband from my lips "I mean, I'm not complaining obviously, love having a mouthful of Rory. But what you said you wanted and what you're asking us to do are two very different things. You said you wanted a time where we were focused entirely on you."
"It's not a crime to want to watch is it, Doctor?" she tossed her hair indignantly and I just wanted to ravish her right there. Ahh she was getting defensive, silly girl, that only made me dig deeper.
"No, but it's also technically avoidance." I pressed.
"No, its not, I'm involved, I'm an actively involved spectator." she protested.
"You know the Doctor does have a point." Rory responded, the drink having yet again done the trick he sat up. With an idle hand he ran his fingers down my mid-back and I shivered. How unusual to be so brazenly touched, when had I revealed to him that was one of my 'toe curling spots' as Amy might have said. They knew so much already. I closed my eyes, unable to keep my thoughts straight while he was caressing me.
"Rory," I said with a breathily. I felt him inch closer to me on the bed and then start to nibble at my neck.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Doctor, am I distracting you?" Rory said his voice dripping with happy sarcasm.
"Yes, Rory, as a matter of fact you are because right now all I can think about is what it feels like to have you inside me."
He pulled back from my throat and for a moment I feared that by saying it aloud I had said too much. But when his eyes met me they were wide with interest and need.
"That can most definitely be arranged." he grabbed me roughly, his hand on the back of my neck, yanking me in for a hard kiss.
"Oh yeah, boys, more of that." I saw Amy out of the corner of my eye, one hand pinching her nipple while the other moved smoothly between her legs.
"Come on, Doctor. If you want me to fuck you then get over here." Rory said. His hand was still on the back of my neck and lost in my hair and as seemed to be the MO of the Ponds he gave my follicles a proper tug. That set us both off. I tried to push him down onto the bed but he was quick and in a swift move he came up behind me locking his arms around me waist. His lips found my neck again and I felt his erection pressing firmly against me. I was deliciously, deliriously out of breath and hard as a rock but not so far gone I couldn't cheerfully tease him.
"This is not fair, you're cheating!" I accused.
"Do you accuse everyone who's faster than you of being a cheater." Rory said with a dark laugh.
"Where did you learn this?" I asked struggling to break from his grip, though admittedly not all that hard.
"Greco-Roman wrestler, mate. Almost made the olympic team, the first Olympic team but I had more important things to do." he said casting a loving glance at Amy. "It was a lot like this though, sexy guy in my arms, writhing about...naked."
Rory and I wrestled back and forth for awhile. Now that was fun, we could both be rougher with each other than we ever wanted to be with Amy, jockeying for position and power. Somehow I broke his hold and for a moment at least I wound up on top, pinning his wrists, he grunted but I'm actually rather strong when I'm insistent.
"You want to fuck me again, Doctor? I thought it was my turn." Rory teased beneath me. Like a shot he sprang up and his lips captured my nipple. I tried to force him back down but he fought back gleefully.
"The thing is Doctor, Amy, I'm not gay, I'm bi or considering you're an alien and a good deal of the men I passed time with were plastic, omni. Not sure if I was before spending all that time in Rome but after finally accepting the 10th invitation to an orgy held by his eminence Lucuious Agrippa, having rejected the previous 9, I got schooled on a few things. It was the festival of Lupercalia. I gorged myself on cakes made by Vestal virgins and I spanked several young women with straps in a fertility ritual, gave the vomitorium a wide berth. Then my best mate Allectus and I snogged like teenagers in the temple."
"Wait a minute, I was at that orgy!" I exclaimed.
Rory stopped. "I didn't see you there."
"Different face."
"Why didn't you ever tell me any of this?" Amy protested.
"I don't know...I suppose I only just remembered it now. It's like that sometimes. I just suddenly remember huge swathes of that life. But mostly, I just watched. You were still my first, Doctor."
That was sweet, he wanted me to know what we shared had still been unique no matter what had happened in Rome. I was grateful. I decided to take advantage of the fact that Rory was distracted and I put my hands on either side of his face.
"I do love you, Centurion." I grinned at him. "Now, Rory, as much as I might like to get on all fours and have you pound me silly, we made a promise to Amy, remember?"
"And you're keeping it! Come on Doctor, don't stop." she whined.
I pinned Rory down again and leaned over him, bringing my lips to his.
"Now, love," I began, kissing him sensually in the way I had learned he needed and craved. "I have a feeling there's something that Amy wants from us. Something she's a bit too afraid to ask for. She wants it, so badly doesn't she?" I asked my voice barely a whisper. Rory lids had grown heavy, he looked at me almost hypnotized and I brushed my lips against his nearly kissing him, nearly. "So why don't you be a good boy and tell me what it is?"
"What are you doing?" Amy asked warily. She scooted closer but Rory was already whispering her secret in my ear.
"Oh! I see." I said. Goodness was that all? All this dithering about, all this backtracking for a routine sexual practice? Humans were so... uptight.
Rory tried to engage me in another kiss and I obliged but reached out for Amy at the same time.
"Amelia, come." I said simply, using my most authoritative voice. Admittedly I was a bit surprised when she obliged.
She crawled across the bed to us and I reluctantly removed myself from Rory.
"Rory, turn over on your side. Amelia, face him and I'll be at your back. Ok?"
The both agreed and I admit, I felt a rush of power that the agreed so readily. "Rory, when I advance you retreat, alright? I'll guide you with my hand." I reached my hand across Amy, settling it on Rory's thigh. I pressed forward against Amy, my cock firm against the round curve of her bottom. I heard her gasp and at the same time I pushed Rory, slightly away. I then pulled him forward and pulled back myself.
I brushed Amy's hair away from her neck and started kissing the soft, pale skin I found there. She kissed her husband, deeply, slowly, inching closer to him while pulling me along for the trip. We covered any remaining space between the two of us, still maintaining our rhythm, Rory rising as I fell back and vice versa. We became one body, moving in kind, until she was groaning between us, begging for real contact.
"Please...please...please...boys." was all she said to us.
I heard Rory laugh and whisper something to her about patience then "Let the Doctor take care of us."
I licked and kissed her shoulders, cupping a breast that was unoccupied by Rory's hands.
"Darling, your husband has told me what you want." I breathed into her ear.
She tried to freeze but our bodies kept hers moving between us.
"You want both of us, don't you, dear?" I asked.
"At the same time." Rory finished.
"I..."
"Why so shy? Why did you think we wouldn't be more than eager to give you exactly what you want." I asked tweaking her nipple. She inhaled sharply. "What you need."
"You've been asking for ages." Rory said. "How many times did we talk about it in bed? If we ever managed to seduce the Doctor, this was one of your fantasies."
Amy's cheeks turned red at the memory but it was a truthful hue.
"I think she might have worried it was too...taboo, Doctor." Rory concluded.
"Taboo?" I said with incredulity. They had to be joking. "I've had it off with your husband and you, we've played some light bondage and domination games and we've both orally pleasured and mutually masturbated one another. We have vaulted light years beyond taboo. Besides, I don't know the meaning of the word. Not to mention the word taboo is from an ancient Polynesian proto dialect and do you know what it translates as? Sacred. I like to think that's what we are together, the three of us; something 's nothing to be embarrassed about. Well, look at that, I guess I knew the meaning of the word after all."
She started to laugh between us, the action lightly shaking us all and after a moment Rory and I joined in.
"Ok boys, I want to try it." she said with that confidence I knew so well.
And there we are.
"Okay, then we start off slowly, just as slow as I went with Rory."
I pulled away from her, reaching for the nearby bottle of lube.
"It's going to be perfectly fine, Amy. The Doctor is very good at this. Trust me." I heard Rory tell her.
I coated two of my fingers with the liquid before turning back to her.
"Rory, I want you to massage her clit, alright. We're going to bring her to orgasm twice. Perhaps three times, I haven't decided yet. The more relaxed we get her, the easier this goes."
"With pleasure." he responded and I knew when his fingers touched her as she arched back with a shudder. It only took a few seconds at the most. Before either of us were prepared, she came between us, nearly silently and we both watched her in mute admiration.
When she stilled, we descended upon her from either side with soft, warm kisses.
"Alright then Rory, it's going to be a total of three, then. Give her some of the banana drink, wait a moment and then continue, alright?"
"Anything, you say Doctor."
"Amy," I said, placing a lubricated finger between her cheeks teasing her hole. "I'm going to penetrate you with my finger alright, very slowly and very gently and if you want me to stop I will, immediately. This is just so you can grow accustomed to the sensation."
"Okay." she said softly.
I eased my finger inside of her, she tensed for a moment and I stopped but she shook her head no.
"Don't stop."
"Ok, I won't. Rory, relax her."
Rory began again and I felt her body melt and open more to me. I was already so hard with anticipation and her little cries and the way she was starting to clench about me were doing nothing to remedy the situation. I moved my finger slowly in and out trying to simulate the experience that was on the horizon.
When she came again, I pursed my lips tightly wanting so badly to be inside of her. She reached her hand backwards, digging her nails into the back of my thigh, gripping me tightly as she rode the wave. Her lips were on Rory's and they were kissing so passionately had it not been for her hand on me I might have guessed she'd forgotten I was there. I was glad she hadn't.
"Once more, Ponds." I said not at all surprised by how strained my voice sounded. Glancing past Amy I noted a familiar look of concentration and restraint on Rory's face. I knew how badly he wanted her, but the three of us had promised one another patience.
Rory put the drink to her lips and through her heavy panting she sipped. After allowing her a moment to relax we began again.
I slid in a second, lubricated finger well able to feel her reactions to Rory's ministrations. Her body stretched and arched and flexed between us and I was envious that Rory got to see her face through the whole wonderful process. I continued to move the fingers in and out and used my free hand to stroke her cheek and kiss her neck. She was so warm and soft, her face flushed with desire and I wondered how I had managed to wait so long, how I had denied both of them and denied myself.
"Rory..." she breathed and whether she said more I didn't hear as it was enveloped in a kiss. She came for a third time, her voice high and halting and soft, different from just moments ago. I loved that about them. I loved the idea that each orgasm was as unique as a snowflake setting off different nerves and conflicting cascades in their brains and sometimes producing different, wonderful and new sounds.
I slowly withdrew my fingers and was pleased when she seemed to whimper a bit at their absence.
"Well done, Amy. Very well done." I said softly. "Now, when you're ready, Rory, on your back and Amy climb aboard him."
"I am most definitely ready." Rory said rolling onto his back and looking at Amy with unmasked eagerness. He held the bottle up to her lips once again and still in the position on her side she drank.
"Are you alright?" I asked her running my hands down the contours of her hips and thighs.
"Fine, fine, just waiting for the drink to take effect, yeah? You boys can really wear a girl out!"
"I think we'll both take that as a compliment." I answered with a smile.
"You know, I don't think I'll ever be able to have a banana again without getting extremely horny."
"Me neither." Rory and I said in unison. We all shared a laugh and that seemed to break a bit of the tension.
Amy sat up and extended a long leg over Rory, straddling his midsection. They were waiting for my instruction, it wasn't entirely necessary but I still loved it though.
"Amy, settle down on Rory and then lean forward onto his chest."
I watched as she obliged, wrapping her hand around Rory's cock before sinking down upon it. They both groaned and froze, connected at last. It was lovely to watch. I would have been happy, eternally happy if they'd only let me watch. Bit of a voyeur, yeah, and also I never would have felt worthy of being invited. But I was glad to be here.
They started moving and I positioned myself behind them, Amy controlled the pace and Rory seemed quite happy to simply let it happen. After a moment she pitched forward and I moved into position coating myself with the lubricant for the last time.
I placed one hand on her hip which was as much an effort to still Amy as it was to steel myself.
"Remember Doctor, slow, just like you were with me." Rory said and I smiled at his protectiveness.
"Of course, Rory, of course. Ready Amy?"
She nodded with enthusiasm and positioning myself at her entrance I began to push inside. The progress was maddeningly slow but worth every moment. She was tight, so tight I gasped and shut my eyes just to keep my wits about me. Amy moaned and I stopped immediately.
"Shall I stop?" I asked unable to conceal my worry.
"No no no no, keep going. God, you're almost there."
Indeed, I was and I forged ahead. But a moment later we stopped again, all three of us.
"Oh, God, Doctor, I can feel you, through Amy, I can feel you." Rory groaned, his voice higher than I had ever heard it before. "Hadn't expected that."
Amy was almost completely still between us, one hand on Rory's midsection for stability.
She hadn't cried out and I said her name quietly to get her attention.
She still didn't move but when she spoke her voice was low and soft.
"You're both so...so big. I'm just full up."
"Too big? Do you want me to pull out?"
"Amy, we can-" Rory began but she silenced us.
"No," she hissed "Just start moving."
"Rory. You start and I'll follow." I said through gritted teeth.
With that Rory withdrew and as he thrust upwards again slowly I pulled back. Moving like a clockwork, in harmony as we had earlier. It was intense, almost too much. Rory was right and just as he could feel me I could feel him. We could both feel every twinge, every clench of all three bodies.
Then came the words Rory and I had been waiting for.
"Oh God, this is good." she said loud enough for us both to hear. I glanced at Rory over Amy's shoulder and we met one another with a smile.
Instinctually Rory and I started to shorten the time between strokes and just as instinctually she finally lay flat upon Rory, demanding a different angle. It did the trick for all of us.
I couldn't decide who had the better view, Rory, who could gaze up and see her beautiful face, the slight jiggle of her breasts and those lovely lips as they tried to form words and failed. Or me, gazing at the elegance of her back, her hair as it cascaded and bounced with our movements or the vision of both of us entering her at once.
I spread my legs a bit wider and my first stroke in the change in positioning was immediately noticed by Amy. She inhaled deeply, held it a moment then released her breath in a torrent of staggered, stuttering groans.
"And the penny drops." I said with a small smile and in the midst of his ecstasy Rory looked at me curiously. "The g-spot, Rory, it's double sided, meaning you're hitting it from one side and myself from the other. I imagine the friction must be delicious. Double the pleasure for Amy."
"Double the fun." she replied and started to rock back and forth upon us.
"That's it Amy, take what you want." Rory encouraged.
She started to move with vigor, riding Rory while angling her bottom back towards me. It was bliss, ridiculous, unbelievable, perfect bliss. I could feel them both, Amy snug and warm, Rory hard and eager. I have seen nearly all the wonders this universe can hold and some of what it can't and I would trade it all for an infinity of this pleasure of flesh and heart.
Our names fell easily from her lips one after another after another. I had never heard us, any of us make such noises before. Rory was loud, Amy was all of a sudden a real shouter and I was no wallflower myself. We were grunting, moaning, gripping one another's flesh and just trying to hold on, no one wanting to be the first to come. Rory was ultimately the one closest to breaking. I saw him purse his lips as I put mine to the sensitive skin on the column of his wife neck. He licked the pad of his thumb and while I didn't see it happen I knew he started to massage her clit furiously.
"Come with us, Doctor." he entreated and I let that thin layer of control that I had been maintaining fade into oblivion. We both continued hitting her g-spot in succession and she started to quake between us. Rory pushed himself to a sitting position, bringing Amy with him and we found ourselves sandwiched together as before. Amy put her palms on his shoulders and I felt her orgasm start to ripple through us all. Her body jerked and both Rory and I held her steady. She came loud, almost with a shriek, her cries bouncing off my bedroom walls as Rory and I held her. I had never heard her sound like that, never seen her move like that. It was shockingly erotic. Rory was next and the last few movements he made within her set me off. Unwilling to hurt her I stilled my hips almost completely and instead let my orgasm overtake me and with a few short thrusts I came inside her.
We stayed like that for awhile, erections flagging, breathing settling back to normal, four hearts steadying their rhythm. We all kissed, cooing softly into one another's mouths.
I extended a hand to run it through Amy's hair and saw the slightest bit of golden mist trailing off my fingers.
"Doctor...why...oh God why are you all glowly." Apparently she had noticed it too. "You're not regenerating are you! Rory we've killed him!"
I noticed the gold flecks and sparks drift through the air and couldn't help laughing at their concern.
"It's all right, Ponds. It just means I had a really good time. Think of it as a Time Lord afterglow."
I sounded casual but in truth I was gobsmacked. I'd only heard about this happening. Never been fortunate enough to actually experience it. In fact I had chocked it up to a lot of bragging by the Corsair combined with the mythology of my own people. But here it was, an experience so intense, so pure it had stirred my very biology.
"It's beautiful." Rory said gazing at me.
My body felt tingly and warm at the same time. The Ponds and I detached, albeit with reluctant murmurs and groans and they were now assuming their places on the bed. I moved to take my spot to the side of Amy but she stopped me.
"No, between us. We want you between us, Raggedy Man."
"Ok." I blushed again, suddenly overwhelmed at being the focus of their attention and that seemed to make the glowing flow more freely. I settled down between the two of them and they moved closer. The hazy, golden light continued to emanate and drift out of my skin
"It's like you're vibrating with energy." Rory whispered, kissing my shoulder.
"Your body is singing to us." Amy said simply.
"Was it lovely for you? Was it alright?" I asked nervous for their critique. I hoped we had given Amy what she wanted.
"Brilliant." Rory said immediately.
"Fantasy completely fulfilled and far beyond." Amy said. "Thank you, thank you both." She nuzzled my cheeks and when she pulled away her face was bathed in amber light. She snuggled up to me wrapping an arm round my waist as Rory engaged me in a kiss. When he and I parted his lips shimmered as little wisps of energy curled from his mouth like smoke.
"You really had a good time didn't you, Doctor?" Rory asked me with some amusement.
"It's a build up, a culmination of the whole evening. Does it bother you?" Suddenly I was aware of being alien, of being the other in this threesome. I hoped they weren't finding me too odd.
"Doctor, stop worrying." she said with a yawn. "Some people need to eat after really good sex, some people need a nap and some people...shimmer and glow."
"Exactly how I'd put it." Rory said pulling the covers over all of us. Ready for bed, love?" he queried.
Amy mumbled something neither of us seemed to understand yet both of us took it as a yes. She was already half asleep.
"And you, Doctor?" Rory asked with a smile.
"Yes, dear, I am."
I lit up the whole blanket, like fairy lights at Christmas. It was a marvel to see, to watch the streaks of gold curl and zoom through the air, settling down upon us and whizzing up towards the ceiling like moonbeams and sunlight.
I was the picture of contentment as they drifted to sleep, the sound of their breathing soothing me. I could still see both their face, lovely and illuminated as my body pulsed and shown with post coital glow. Eventually the lights dulled, oh they dimmed a bit , but as I curled into Amy and Rory my eyes closed and sleep pulled under.
I never did see those lights go out.