Sometime after the food and the talking The Doctor and Rory ended up back in the Tardis with one another. Eleven was squished up against the console and and the Roman as he huffed softly his breathing soft and strained. He was the littlest bit tipsy from the wine he'd tried at the though he hated it, he was always tasting different kinds. Now his strained breathing changed to a whine as Rory's equally drunken body pressed up against him harder. The thin fabric of their clothing the only thing keeping them apart.
"Doctor.." he crooned softly pressing his lips to the Time Lord's roughly his arms snaking their away around the slim waist pushing the suspenders down to the others hips as a hand slipped the soft trousers hem squeezing the skinny ass teasingly. This made the Time Lord jump but he didn't pull away he just panted and let out a soft sound that Rory assumed was a moan as he parted the alien's lips with his tongue. He wanted to memorize every line and crevice. The hand holding onto Eleven's bum moved then. Fingers traced along the soft flesh until it rubbed against the untouched muscle of the man's entrance. Oh how did he tremble under the two thousand year old Roman's touch. This was not fair. In strength Rory actually out matched him.
"Roman..not..that." Eleven protested as his body did the opposite of what he had intended it to do and pressed back against the curious fingers. He let out a startled cry as a finger slipped into his tight space."Rory!" He snapped moaning softly melting into the Roman's chest. It had been quite sometime since he'd had any sexual relations with a man. It was so different fro someone female. It put the Time Lord Out of his element. The finger wasn't removed how ever and racked against his side walls probing for that special place."Ah..Rory..stop." He whined weakly trembling and moaning against the other. Not here, what if Amy came back? Saw them like this? Saw him as such a mess against her fiancee?
Williams could only chuckle at the man's com-pliancy. This is what he'd been wanting for so long, and now feeling the warmth inside stretching it softly he slipped a secound digit in feeling the Time Lord's weight shift more onto him as he lost control of his limbs. Rory maneuvered the skinny male off the console and to the love seat that say up against the rail laying him down under him as he removed his fingers making the Time Lord protest the loss. "Hold on." Rory assured the impatient alien as he popped the buttons lightly on the dorky trousers slipping them down below the Time Lord's thighs, a little surprised to see he wore boxers and not something else odd. His lips soon returned to the other's his hand trailing down the shirt covered chest and back up under Eleven as he pushed the two digits back in pulling them apart and together again making the young looking old man moan into his mouth. His tongue explored the roof of the mans mouth and then his teeth clamped down onto his lip pulling it back only to let it go returning to the lips. They were like a drug, the taste of time, it tasted wonderful.
The Doctor was overwhelmed, his body felt so many things at once. His bruised lips felt numb, his lower half throbbed with his excitement and his body trembled with pleasure each time the Roman's fingers found his prostrate."Ah..Rory." He whined pulling back from the kiss, saliva following him like a spider web or that one annoying string of cheese from a pizza. He panted heavily.
"Yes Doctor?" Rory asked softly his own breathing heavy as the fingers stopped for a moment. He was in a bit of a daze but he was slowly pulling out of it. His cock straining against the fabric of his jeans as he wanted nothing more then to be in the man he was having a not so secret affair with. He saw the mans face fall as he blushed very heavily. Again. Rory knew what was going on almost instantly and his fingers were removed slowly, pop, pop. He slipped his hand out and sighed softly kissing the other lightly."..will you ever just let yourself go?" He questioned as the Doctor slowly pulled his trousers up wincing as he did so making his lower half very angry at him.
"...yes..just...i need more time." Eleven felt bad for this. Knowing Rory was probably just as swollen as he was. He couldn't really hlep it though. He knew what it meant, if he slept with the Roman. It meant he was accepting him for whatever, Master and all. What if that put people in danger? Would he be able to see through it and do what was needed? He didn't know, so he laid there as Rory cuddled him a little kissing his lips every so often.
"We have all the time we need..." Rory whispered into the ancients ear. They really did, all of time and space. After a rough time of trying to stem his desire Rory fell asleep with the alien cuddled up on the love seat. It was only after a bout fifteen minutes of snoozing did he wake up to see the Doctor had moved out of his arms. He frowned sitting up rubbing his head, his headache had come back. Knowing this he shifted up getting some aspirin before going on a search for his way ward alien. He wasn't under the console, which was odd. So Rory trekked through the Tardis till he came to a door he wasn't familiar with, shrugging he slowly opened it about to call for the nine hundred year old being when he was greeted with a very lovely sound. He squatted a little peeking through the crack between the door and the frame. A bedroom, so this is where you sleep Doctor. It was a queen sized bed, with normal blankets, but tapestry and other bobbles were strewn everywhere(much like Howl's room, from Howl's Moving Castle). However that is not what Rory was looking at, instead his eyes were fully trained on the half naked man on the bed his trousers gone his suspenders strewn under him and a opened shirt. His pale fingers were wrapped around his neglected muscle and he was moaning softly as he stroked himself his other hand by his mouth as he was trying to keep himself quiet by biting his fingers.
He looked so gorgeous. Rory felt his own muscle swell almost instantly and he groaned inwardly. This wasn't the least bit fair. He wanted to go in there and pin the man to the bed so badly. However the Roman was better then that. Even with his name falling over the others lips. His eyes flicked to the floor and back up swallowing watching the fingers from Eleven's mouth trail down his body and under him two fingers sliding their way in. Perhaps the Doctor was more sexual then Williams gave him credit for. He always hid it behind his embarrassment and weird behavoir though. Watching this extremely hot display was enough to get Rory off and he huffed moving back from the door closing it softly turning. He ruffled his brown hair and tromped back for the console. He would not engage, just ignore it. The Doctor wasn't jacking off and fingering himself while luridly moaning my name. No, didn't happen. He smacked his head a few times as he leaned on the console taking a deep breath. His head pained him, his crotch strained. Rory felt tortured, not so much in a bad way, but, he felt it all the same.
Williams had never wanted to Doctor so much till right now. He was doing everything to keep himself from barging in and just taking him there. He'd wait till Eleven was finally okay with it. However long that would take. Rory was patient, he would wait for him. Even if it was torturous on his poor cock. He could always take his sexual frustration out on Amy he figured. He shifted straightening as he rubbed his temples. The banging just wasn't going away. It seemed to just be getting worse all the time. He hoped it would go away soon, it was very distracting.