Author's Notes: I'm sure I had a request to do Ryan and Yaz in the same situation as Amy and Clara in Chapter 33 but I can't find it now. So if that request came from you, here it is - if I just made it up, hope you enjoy it anyway. This Chapter is in celebration of Series 12 starting soon!

"Don't even think about it!" Yaz snapped.

Ryan answered her with a wolfish grin, as he ran his finger slowly dowm her heaving chest. His eyes washed over the young beautiful police officer handcuffed to his bed with dark devilish desire. "I'm doing more than just thinking about it..."

They'd been talking, playing, teasing - just as they always did while the Tardis was in flight. They had a while before they landed, the Doctor was busy working on something under the console, and Graham was napping although Ryan suspected he'd be up looking for a snack before much longer.

Yaz never would have let Ryan overpower her if she hadn't wanted him to. He was sure of that - she was a trained police officer, he was dyspraxic. But after lightly teasing her for bringing her police uniform onboard with her, he'd found her handcuffs and it was too good an opportunity to miss. Her protests were just for show and to turn him on. He was the criminal, and he'd captured the prettiest policewoman in the world.

Yaz drew in a sharp breath as her body responded favourably to his soft, teasing touch. Ryan's eyes were locked on hers as he sat down next to her on the side of the bed. Just the way he was looking at her right now... She felt a rush of heat between her legs as she thought about what he was about to do her.

"Did Danny Biswell ever have you like this?" Ryan whispered in her ear as he leaned over and began kissing her. She returned his passion as best she could while still handcuffed to the bed. "No..." she breathed out. She wasn't a police officer then, she was a teenage girl too nervous to go all the way. Nobody had ever had her like this: handcuffed and helpless.

"Ryan, uncuff me, please," she begged.

"No."

"Ryan!" She yanked on the cuffs.

"Shhhh, trust me."

Ryan's lips traveled across her jawbone as if making a smile and his tongue hit a sensitive spot under her ear making her whimper with pleasure. He grinned. His lips jumped down to the hollow between her collar bones. He kissed and nibbled along her collarbone while she writhed desperately beneath him.

Ryan stared down at her for a minute. Yaz was breathing so heavily now and she could barely hide her desire or fight the handcuffs anymore. She wanted him too badly. He rolled her shirt up and over hear head and pressed the palm of his hand to her flat stomach, scratching slightly to tickle her. She let out a muffled squeal as her body writhed even harder.

Ryan reached for her bra. He undid the clasp gently and eased it off her breasts. His head dove to her naked breasts and his mouth latched onto her left tit. He sucked and licked and then bit down lightly on her taut aching nipple. Yaz moaned out heavily with pleasure. "I thought you had the right to remain silent officer..." he taunted. She kicked at him in frustration and he laughed as he pinned her legs down. His hands gripping her thighs tightly.

Ryan's mouth continued its relentless pleasuring of her. He kissed down to her belly button and gently traced his tongue around the edge, licking at her navel until she moaned again. He ran his hands up and down her thighs, slapping them lightly as he did. Yaz whimpered and moaned out his name.

He sat up and slowly peeled off his shirt. Yaz licked her lips, driving Ryan wild. He grabbed her by both cheeks and kissed her like an animal just released from its cage. All Yaz could do was make little mewling sounds in reply. Yaz yanked on the cuffs again. God he loved having her like this. His hands stroked her sides gently and she bucked underneath him.

Ryan knelt next to Yaz on the bed and yanked off her socks. He slowly and deliberately began unbuttoning her trousers. He lowered the zipper and began pulling down her trousers as he kissed his way down her legs, savouring each stretch of dark perfect skin revealed. Then he grabbed the sides of her underwear. Yaz braced herself. With one ferocious yank, she was left naked on Ryan Sinclair's bed, watching him twirl her soft pink panties around his index finger with a triumphant grin.

With Yaz's knickers off, Ryan removed his own bottoms, freeing his rock hard erection. Yaz tried to reach out but the handcuffs still restrained her, making her nearly scream in frustration. Ryan saw her frustration and smiled lovingly at her. He wanted her in a complete and utter frenzy for him and she was almost there.

Slowly he kissed her foot and sucked on her toes. She writhed and gasped and giggled, her ticklish feet vulnerable to him. He kissed his way up her smooth legs, licking and biting the sensitive flesh of her inner thighs until he reached her sex. Slowly he ran the tip of his tongue across her clit, causing Yaz's hips to leap up off the bed. Yaz could feel the heat building as Ryan continued to gently run his tongue around her wet trembling pussy. Her eyes rolled back into her head as her body exploded. She screamed Ryan's name.

Ryan watched her try to regroup after her intense orgasm. Slowly he kissed his way back up her body until he was able to position himself at her entrance. Gently he brushed his lips across her mouth and cheeks, leaving light kisses on her now rosy cheeks. She opened her eyes slowly. He grinned down at her. It was about time.

Ryan's lips crashed down onto Yaz's, smothering her cries as he buried himself in her slick, hot body. He began slowly thrusting inside of her, slamming into her deep and hard. He tried to keep a slow pace to drag it out, but with Yaz writhing and screaming beneath him, his own desire took over. He increased his speed until he was pounding into her with no control.

Yaz felt her orgasm beginning to build again. Her body was reacting to Ryan's powerful, deep thrusts into her body, penetrating her so thoroughly. She couldn't deny the incredible feeling of having him slide into her harder and harder, over and over again while she was cuffed there helpless. She shrieked as she went over the edge. Ryan's body stiffened and he cried out in his own orgasm as he ground himself into her one last time.

He collapsed on top her panting, taking a few minutes to recover from the intensity of cumming. He rolled off her and they both lay there catching their breath. He smirked as he heard her start yanking at the cuffs again. "Ryan!" She hissed.

"Yes, Yaz?"

"You going to help me get these off?"

"No, Yaz."

"Ryan!"

He grasped her ankle and pulled her left foot up onto his lap. She bit down on her bottom lip as he started to softly stroke the sole and then she burst out into uncontrollable giggles. He tickled her foot mercilessly with a devilish grin. Yazmin Khan was his now, and he was going to have so much fun with her...