Title: A Day and Life on the TARDIS

Author: Flydye8/Heintz571

Pairings: Clara/12th Doctor

Rating: T (just to be on the safe side)

Summary: This is a collection of stories about the times in-between Clara's and the Doctor's adventures. The ones we never see; because we all know once you starting living with someone, life always gets more interesting. The stories are primarily fluffiness, domestication, and a loving friendship taking place after "Last Christmas".

Author's note: This chapter fulfills a prompt request from DeadPigeon I hope you enjoy my take on your request. It was tons of fun to write and fit in perfectly with the storyline I had planned.

"No!" The Doctor said adamantly as Clara pouted with her arms crossed in the control room of the TARDIS.

"But I am better now it has been a week. I think I am well enough to go out." She continued to argue desperately.

"It has only been three days since you got out of your bed. I think a couple more days are warranted." He countered as he continued to scratch illegible symbols on his chalkboard.

"I am going crazy being stuck inside I need some fresh air. Don't you know any place we can go where we won't have to run for our lives or get in some sort of trouble?"

Sighing he started another computation when the chalk slipped from his fingers onto the metal grating at his feet. Bending to pick it up his back contracted in pain, "Oh this cannot be good."

Clara continued unawares of the Doctor's peril, "You have been to so many places there has to be one that is safe for…"

"Clara!" he called out interrupting her.

"What?" she asked.

"I need you!"

"Well I am glad to hear you finally admit that you need me but that is not going to keep me from wanting to go somewhere."

"NO CLARA! I…need…you! He insisted with a groan his back spasming again.

Seeing him bent over, she hurried to his side kneeling down so she could see his face. "Oh my stars! What is wrong Doctor?"

"My back is not doing well." He answered in agony.

"I didn't think you could get a sore back, you know you being a Time Lord and such."

"Well most Time Lords haven't had to sleep on an extremely soft mattress for the last five days that doesn't give any back support." He stated sarcastically.

"So this is my fault now!" she exclaimed, "Nobody said you had to sleep in my bed."

"No, but where else would I be when my Clara is not doing well."

Her irritation melted away instantly with his statement. "You can be so sweet sometimes."

"I won't let it go to my head. Now can you please help me up before I am stuck this way for the rest of this regeneration?"

"Yeah… sorry." Grabbing his hand she maneuvered his arm around her shoulders helping him to a somewhat standing position, "So where do you want to go?"

"I think my room would be best." He replied as she guided him down the stairs helping him to his room which thankfully was just down passageway thanks to the TARDIS.

Entering she continued to guide him toward his bed. She assisted as he sat on the firm mattress, once he was settled she bent to remove his shoes casting them to the corner of the room, she then rose to removed his coat, vest and shirt.

She smiled as she traced her finger along his exposed chest causing his breath to hitch with her light touch, "Can you lie down on your own." She asked.

"I think I can manage." He answered as his face contorted with pain masking the pleasure he was feeling from her touch.

"Good now lay on your stomach so I can massage your sore muscles." She directed.

He did as she requested with some difficulty, once settled he waited in anticipation for her small hands to touch his back remembering how much better he felt after she massaged his hands so long ago.

Clara looked up and requested, "Sexy, can you please create a metal bar extending three feet from the ceiling and approximately six feet in length right above the Doctor. The bar appeared to her specifications as the Doctor questioned, "What do you need that for?"

"Shush Doctor and trust me." She stated as she sat on a chair to remove her shoes and stockings. Standing she moved to the other side, he felt the mattress dip as she stepped onto it, "No wonder your back is sore this bed is much firmer compared to mine."

She placed a tentative foot on the small of his back while grabbing the bar above her, once balanced she placed her other foot next to the first.

"What are you doing Clara?"

"When I was in college I took a class on massaging techniques. This is one of the methods I learned, not everyone can do it but my height and weight is just right according to my professor."

Moving her feet slowly she applied pressure to the sides of his spine. Rotating the heels of her feet in a circular movement she continued up his spine till she reached is upper back then she moved to her original position.

Traversing her way back up she used the heel of her feet to push outwards to his sides effectively stretching the muscles laterally. She smiled as she heard him moan in relief, "That feels delightful."

While keeping her balance with her hands clasped onto the bar above her head, she spread her legs further to match the broadness of his shoulders, using her toes she dug into his muscles placing just enough pressure to cause him to sigh audibly.

Finishing with his shoulders she turned her body her skirt flaring and repeated the movements down the length of his spine. Reaching the band of his trousers she maneuvered her toes under the fabric massaging the upper portion of his buttocks and lower back.

Chuckling he commented, "You know Clara if you wanted to rub my bottom you could have removed my pants for better access."

Smiling she replied brazenly, "Oh but where is the fun in that, besides I want to save that enjoyment for my hands once your back is not hurting so."

She continued her movements on his back for another twenty minutes before stepping off onto the firm mattress, "There all done, now get up slowly."

He did as she asked and was pleasantly surprised to find the pain has lesson considerably, "You are amazing."

"Did you ever doubt I would be." She jested before continuing, "But we are not finished yet, strip."

His head snapped in her direction, "What?!"

"You heard me Doctor, I said strip. If you want your back to remain loose you need to take a warm shower."

"Are you going to join me?" he asked with a suggestive wink as he placed his hands on her waist pulling her closer to his body.

Caressing his bare chest as she brought her hands up and around his neck she leaned in, "I don't think me joining you is conducive to your sore back."

"I don't know I have heard that physical exercise is perfect for a healthy back, besides my back is doing much better now." He stated before engulfing her lips with his kissing her with all his suppressed passion from the last few days, leaving her breathless.

Pulling from her he traced his lips down the length of her neck, sucking gently as his fingers worked to open the buttons of her blouse exposing her lace covered breasts to his heated gaze, "Have I ever told you how much I love your lacey unmentionables."

Breathlessly she responded, "No not recently."

"Well I do." He stated as he bent to feast upon the exposed flesh, outlining the contours of her cleavage with his tongue. He smiled against her skin as she gasped in pleasure raking her fingers through his hair pulling him closer to her heated body, "Please don't stop." She begged.

"I have no intention of stopping." He responded as he traced his fingers along her side to her back to unclasp her brazier to release her mounds from their confines. Finding none he pulled back and tilted his head questioningly.

Giggling she grabbed his wrists guiding them to the front of her body, "It is in the front Doctor."

"Now that is just odd. Why put it in the front."

Bringing her forehead to his she whispered, "Easy access for handsome Time Lords."

"I don't think they made them that way just for Time Lords Clara."

"Oh shut up and kiss me!" she exclaimed shaking her head.

"Yes ma'am."

As soon as his lips touched hers the TARDIS shook violently setting off the cloister bell. He cursed in his native tongue as he hurriedly grabbed his holey jumper from the armoire, covering his chest as he rushed out of the room.

Clara following suit quickly buttoned her blouse with a curse of her own and ran after him. Entering the control room sparks engulfed the console as the Doctor tried desperately to control his ship. Grabbing the nearest rail to keep her balanced she yelled, "Doctor what's going on?"

"We are being pulled in by gravity field from a nearby planet. I can't gain control. Hold on Clara!"

The TARDIS spun out of control in the blackness of space careening toward the atmosphere of the planet, throwing the occupants to and fro in the control room when suddenly everything came to a halt.

The exhaust vents expelled enormous amounts of steam as the Doctor searched for Clara among the debris. Finding her he removed the scrap from her body and surrounded her in his arms, "Clara, Clara, wake up!" he pleaded as he wiped away the blood with a piece of cloth found nearby, doing his best to stifle the flow from her injured head.

Within moments Clara opened her eyes, immediately they widened as she focused on something over his shoulder. Turning his head his eyes narrowed in anger as he watched a pudgy, balding man wearing a bow tie approach them smirking, "Well Doctor at least this one is not ginger." The song of birds filled the room as the Dream Lord continued, "Nighty, Night."

Author's note 2: Yeah I know I shouldn't be writing right before finals however this chapter and the next was begging for my attention don't worry the next chapter will be up soon. However I don't think you mind dear readers. Deadpigeon I hope you liked this chapter. Oh as always please review I so love reading your thoughts and feelings on my story.

Cheers

Flydye8