Clara
He holds me, so strongly, so tightly, I feel so safe, so loved. His tongue touches my lips, licking across them, asking for entry, rather than forcing it. I allow him in exploring each other's mouths. He runs his hands up and down my body, over my breasts, his lips move along my neckline, collarbones, leaving a bite just above my right breast. He slides his hand up my shirt and undoes the clasp of my bra, I don't know how to react, I can't stop myself. He explores my body under my shirt before pulling it off. I let a moan slip as he sucks a my nipples until they are both hard. I yank off his bowtie and unbutton his shirt, running my nails down his chiseled chest his moan drives me insane. He lifts me onto the consol. His lips meet mine again as his hands move down my body over my breasts to my trackies that I had been wearing as PJs he unzips them and pulls them down off my legs discarding onto the floor. He slips his hand inside my wet black lace knickers. His thumb rubs my clit as two fingers expertly curl inside of me. Pulling off a well practiced routine, he was surprisingly well experienced, unlike how he acted. Another moan escapes my mouth as he pushes a third finger in.
I pull down his trousers and run my hands along his cock inside his boxers, this time he's the one to moan. Then he stops me.
"Clara-?" he asks,
"I'm sure," I reply before he can even finish his sentence.
"Well then," I raise an eyebrow and he grabs my hands and pulls me down a long corridor.
We the go into the most spectacular bedroom: TARDIS blue walls and a huge double bed in the centre, which he pushes me onto.
He reaches down and pulls off my panties and sucks my clit, then without warning his tongue enters me, dancing around inside, "Oh my God!" I scream, as my insides tighten. He keeps going and presses my clit, which sends me over the top, a wave of ecstasy hits me as I reach my climax. He pulls back, both breathing hard and sweating our lips meet again and I taste my own juices on his tongue.
I pull down his boxers past his knees and he kicks them off, he clambers over me.
"Clara, I can't-,"
"Please" I'm begging him, he can't stop, before I can think anything else he's inside me, pumping hard, moaning, I don't hold thrusting my hips in time with his. He's beginning to reach his climax, but he doesn't want to cum before me, he pumps harder and faster, trying to hold it in, but he can't, "CLARA!" he yells my name as he fills me inside.
Now he's pumping as hard as he can, faster than anything, no pain just pleasure, I can feel my insides tightening around him, "Ah, YES, harder, come on, yes, OH GOD YES" I cum again, breathing hard pulls out of my and sucks my clit, I'm not sure how much longer I can take of it, I nearly push him away, but I can't, I'm sensitive after my orgasm and he uses that factor,
"Cum for me Clara, cum for me again," I scream filling the entire TARDIS noise as I cum for the 3rd and last time. We collapse on the bed, sweating like pigs, he snuggles up to my and spoons me until I sleep.