She found her back against the mattress in a matter of seconds, the TARDIS having made their door appear the instant they'd reached the corridor.
Her tether was above her, hands immediately reaching for her shirt, tugging it off her body before she could comprehend what he was doing. Skating his fingers softly against her sides, he could feel a light waft of smugness when she shivered, and Cass couldn't help but whisper, "Don't tease, Theta."
He didn't reply, simply shot her a gloriously lascivious smirk, and lowered his lips to her neck, pressing wet, open-mouthed kisses to the skin ,occasionally stopping to bite and nibble at it, leaving bruises that would still be visible by the next day.
When a soft hiss of a moan left her throat, he couldn't help but smile softly, a slightly wicked idea entering his mind as he began kissing lower.
Luna wasn't particularly loud. While he was rather vocal, the most he could get out of her, even when driving her mad, was a whimpered moan, or a stifled cry of his name. She'd never shied for letting him know exactly how good he was making her feel, but he'd yet to achieve the goal he'd given himself so early on in their relationship.
He wanted her to scream his name.
Pressing a soft kiss to her breasts, tongue slipping out to taste her skin, he shook his head when she whimpered lightly, her hands immediately digging into his hair, tugging on the strands. Reaching up, he dragged them away, looking at her with a small smirk, and wrapping his hand around both wrists, placing them above her head.
"No touching love. Keep your hands right there, or I stop."
He watched her eyes grow wide with surprise, and couldn't help but chuckle lightly, at least until he felt her arousal floating through him, and she relaxed into position, whispering, "Yes, Theta."
He slowly took his hand away, allowing it to lightly run down her front, reaching the clasp of her bra, which he fiddled with curiously, casually saying, "Wonderful invention, a front clasp. Really makes things easier."
She was about to answer, but a hiss of a moan left her lips instead, as he'd already flicked it open, pressing a wet kiss to the valley between, hands reaching for her breasts, squeezing them harshly. Her eyes were closed, a pink flush beginning to spread from her neck to her chest, tinting her skin delightfully.
Smiling, he slowly pulled a nipple into his mouth, teeth pulling, as his fingers reached for the other, tugging it lightly, watching with increasing satisfaction as her mouth opened, a low whimper escaping.
Taking his time, he slowly lavished her, before switching sides, relishing in her hard her breathing had become, and how red her skin was. Her hips had slowly begin gyrating, seeking friction, and he knew...he just knew she was close.
As her mouth opened to moan, he pulled away, tearing an unsatisfied groan from her instead, and smirking, shaking his head when he saw her hands move to tug him back into place.
"You reach for me, I stop Luna."
"You already stopped," she murmured, opening her eyes to stare at him with blown pupils and lowered lids.
"Have I?" He whispered back slowly, as he began pressing kisses down her stomach, licking the now flushed skin, tasting it softly, as she hissed his name.
When he reached the band of her pants, he quickly unsnapped them, his own need for her warring with his desire to watch her come completely undone for him.
He'd told her before, he wasn't a patient man, and right now, all her wanted was the taste of her on his tongue.
Tugging them down, he followed after, pulling them and her underwear straight off, and throwing them over his shoulder, not caring for a second where they'd end up. And how could he, when she was fully bare and ready and beautiful, for him.
He could smell her arousal, and as he slowly ran his hands up her legs, he chuckled when she opened them, inviting him in, so willing and ready.
Coasting a finger through her wetness, he couldn't help but groan at the feeling, watching as her hips rose unsteadily, and she moaned in a whisper, bottom lip tugged between her teeth.
He leaned closer, allowing his breath to coast over her centre, watching as she gasped, saying, "Now, love. I want to hear you."
Before diving between her legs, tongue moving over her, pulling one of her legs over his shoulder to give him better access. He groaned into her skin, her taste invading his senses, as her arousal washed over him in tantalising waves.
"You taste...delicious." He whispered into her, smiling when all she could do is whimper in response, voice getting louder, but not quite the screams he was aiming for.
Without giving her a warning, he pulling her clit between his lips, sucking on it greedily, allowing his tongue to lap over it in quick motions, as a finger plunged into her, thrusting and hooking and moving to the rhythm of her gyrating hips.
"Theta..please, Theta..." she whimpered desperately, hands still locked above her head, too scared that if she moved them, he would stop.
And she was close...so, so close.
Another finger joined the first, and she threw her head back, eyes nearly rolling to the back of her head as her mouth dropped open, a low, needy moan filling the air, his name hanging between them, dripping with desire.
And he stopped.
Luna's eyes snapped open, as an involuntary whine left her, "Please..."
But all she could see was his smirk, lips still glistening with her as he rose off the bed, slowly heading her way, dropping to press a quick, devouring kiss to her lips, swallowing her moan, before pulling away once more.
"Theta..." she whispered, needing him to come back, to continue before she lost the edge.
He shook his head, fingers reaching for the buttons of his shirt, quickly undoing them, throwing the garment to the floor, the remainder of his clothing following as he whispered, "I want you to come around me. I want to feel you come when I'm inside you."
She swallowed heavily, nodding her head, nearly delirious with the pleasure he'd withheld, as he reached for her, quickly flipping her onto her stomach, raising her hips in the air, and thrusting in her wildly, hands reaching to wrap around her own lovingly above her head, as he, quite literally, fucked her into the mattress.
"Luna..." he was groaning her name in Gallifreyan, hips pumping into her own with growing speed, as his lips dropped to her neck, kissing the skin roughly.
She was so warm and tight around him, fitting him perfectly, as though she'd been made just for him.
And she had, just as he'd been made for her, and only her.
Gripping her hands tighter, he pulled her up against him, one of his hands cupping her jaw, turning her to face him as he smashed their lips together, kissing her hungrily, tongue thrusting into her mouth at the same rhythm as he was.
"God, Theta please...please I'm so close," she murmured into his mouth, voice tinged with desperation, head dropping back against his shoulder, eyes closing.
Speeding up, one of his hands rose to her hair, tugging on the flaming strands roughly, tilting her neck to his lips as he ravished it, groaning, as he felt her tightening impossibly around him, "That's it, Luna. My impossible girl, that's it."
Reaching down, he found that bundle of nerve between her legs, and tweaked it, and that was all it took.
A loud, nearly screaming moan escaped her throat, her head twisting, lips grazing the skin of his neck, as she came undone in his arms, his own release following swiftly after.
When he could finally feel his limbs again, he rolled off of her to the side, quickly drawing her back into his arms, as though he couldn't bear to keep her away for any amount of time.
Luna looked up at him, lips twisted into a purely satisfied smile, "And here I thought you weren't the dominant type."
He grinned, winking at her, "I live to surprise you, love."
"Well, consider me very happily surprised," she grinned back, before softening, her love rushing trough his veins as she snuggled into his arms, raising the blanket over their bodies, whispering sleepily, "I love you, Theta."
"I love you more, my impossible girl," he whispered back, the Gallifreyan words hanging in the air, as the tether pair drifted off to sleep, never leaving each other's hold.
