Title: A Day and Life on the TARDIS

Author: Flydye8/Heintz571

Pairings: Clara/12th Doctor

Rating: M for this Chapter

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: Please note this Chapter is rated M because it contains violence and sexual situations. And Yes dear readers you have a second chapter for your enjoyment.

The fake Danny looked down at the women in his arms, "You are beautiful it is a shame. I will take your body and then your soul. But don't worry the first part will be enjoyable for you I'm sure."

Entering into his bed chamber he laid her gently on the bed adorned with velvet duvet. Moving to the other side he methodically removed each item of clothing till he stood nude staring down at the beauty gracing his bed.

Climbing onto the mattress he began to undress Clara, as each button of her blouse was opened her flesh revealed, his eyes smoldered with passion. He couldn't wait to taste her on his lips, feel her warmth as he penetrated her with his hardness time and time again.

Leaning down he went to capture her breast with his mouth when his eyes widened with fear, a small pointed knife was pressing against his manhood, looking up he saw Clara's furious eyes, "You touch me again and I will make you an eunuch!" to reinforce her statement she twisted the small steak knife pushing it harder against his arousal.

"How?!" he questioned as he tried to pull away from the blade.

"Don't move." She demanded before answering, "Traveling with the Doctor has made me pretty wise that's how. So tell me who you are before my hand slips."

The image of Danny morphed into a thin man with long blonde hair trailing down his back, spiny wings protruding from his shoulders, as a long demon like tail extended from his lower back.

Quickly moving off the bed Clara's eyes widened as he answered her question, "I am an Incubus." Then before Clara could react he moved swiftly till he was behind her. Wrapping his arms around her body he hissed, "And I will have you!"

A loud Scottish voice echoed in the bedchamber "No, not ever! Let her go!"

Twisting with Clara still in his grasp he faced the voice, "How dare you interrupt me Dream Lord, I told you to delay the Doctor."

"I am not the Dream Lord, Incubus." He replied as his eyes became gray as storm clouds. "I am the Doctor now let her go!"

The Incubus licked the side of Clara's face causing her to pull away disgusted, "You are old and feeble Time Lord you cannot stop me."

"Don't patronize me I am much more then I seem. I will ask one last time let her go!" He warned taking a menacing step forward.

"NO! I will have her right now." Bending her over, he moved to push his hardness between her legs.

Fear engulfed Clara, embracing the adrenaline pumping through her body she lifted her foot and kicked hard contacting with the shins of the demon causing his grip to lesson. Taking advantage of the situation she spun around quickly and kneed his arousal causing him to howl in anguish.

Angrily he backhanded her causing her to fall to the ground. Then moved to pounce on the vulnerable woman, moving quickly the Doctor stepped between her and the demon pulling out a concealed dagger thrusting it forward piercing the Incubus's chest.

The Demon reeled back in disbelief grabbing onto the dagger pulling it out of his chest he hissed in pain as greenish blood poured from the wound. However the Incubus was not to be deterred from his prize moving forward he threw the Doctor against the bedroom wall.

Seeing her love crumple to the floor unconscious Clara screamed, "Doctor!"

The word was barely out of her mouth when the Incubus pounced, his lips engulfed hers in a punishing kiss as his blood coated her exposed skin. Clara bit down on his lips, immediately he reeled back from her body, taking advantage of his momentary weakness she brought her knee up contacting with his abdomen resulting in the demon gasping for breath.

Wiggling out from under him she maneuvered her way to the Doctor's side gathering him up in her arms she begged, "Please wake up I need you!"

Shrieking in terror Clara felt the demon grab her ankle pulling her toward him with his claws, gouging the delicate skin causing the wounds to bleed. The Incubus position his body over hers pinning her to the floor with his strength, with the intention of penetrating her; fearfully she screamed, "No! NO! DOCTOR HELP ME!"

She continued to fight furiously against the Incubus till her strength faltered, lying helplessly she closed her eyes and waited for her impending doom when she heard a yell, "LET HER GO!"

Opening her eyes she watched as the Doctor used a sword he found on the wall to decapitate the demon with a voraciousness of someone possessed.

As blood spewed on the floor, from the incapacitated demon, the castle around them disappeared. Clara closed her eyes and curled up in the fetal position on the soft green grass below her, her body shaking incontrollable reacting to the violence she just witnessed.

It wasn't till she felt the strong arms of the Doctor around her body that she opened her eyes. Brown eyes meeting blue ones she asked, "Is it over?"

"No, I'm sorry Clara it isn't over." He stated gently kissing her lips, "I will be right back." Pulling away from her he hurriedly pulled leaves off the trees surrounding the meadow, stacking them he reached into his pants pocket and pulled out a long piece of string.

Kneeling at Clara's ankles he weaved the leaves together creating a pressure bandage, placing it on her wound he used to string to hold it in place, "This is not the best thing for a bandage, but it will have to do."

Bending he lifted her, walking over to a large tree surrounding the meadow, leaning against the trunk he used it as support while gently dragged his torso down against it. Once settled beneath the shade he adjusted his arms and pulled Clara closer to his chest. Burying his head in her hair he breathed a sigh of relief.

After a brief moment Clara pulled back, placing her hand on his cheek, "I'm sorry."

"For what?" he asked confused.

"I'm sorry you had to kill the incubus."

"Well I am not." He replied causing her eyes to widen in shock.

"Sorry, what did you say?"

Staring into her eyes he repeated, "I am not sorry I killed him. He was hurting you and I will always do whatever is necessary to keep you from being hurt."

"I know but I am still sorry that you had to do it." Deciding to change the subject she asked, "So what happen to the castle?"

"The Dream Lord is what happened."

"Who is the Dream Lord?"

Taking a deep breath he explained, "He is me?"

"He isn't you Doctor. He doesn't look anything like you."

"No he doesn't, but he represents the darkness that is always inside of me. He is the physical representation of my negative emotions and insecurities. The last time I came in contact with it, he became corporal because of some psychic pollen that was captured in the time rotor of the TARDIS. He has the ability to manifest and manipulate dreams. I know I got rid of all the pollen so I am not sure how he became corporal this time. "

"Oh great we have a human version of dream crabs." Clara stated with exasperation.

"Not exactly, he makes dream worlds based on the subconscious of the minds he comes in contact with, not to devour but to exploit, for his own personal pleasure. The castle was a dream of the Incubus, when the demon died the dream died with him." He clarified.

"Are you sure you got all the pollen Doctor?" Clara asked as she laid her head on his shoulder.

"I'm 98 percent sure I did."

"So there is a two percent chance that you didn't." She responded pessimistically.

"No Clara, I only say 98 percent because I take into consideration the standard deviation of probability in my calculations."

"Okay Doctor, I get it. Are we in a dream and if we are whose subconscious is it coming from?"

"Yes, we are in a dream but if it is coming from me or you I really don't know."

"So how did you get out of it last time?" she inquired not sure if she wanted to know the answer.

"Amy and I drove a car through a house." He answered.

"What?!" Clara asked not sure if she heard him correctly.

"The only way for us to escape was to basically kill ourselves so we ran a truck into a house." He explained further.

"So to get out of this world we are going to have to die."

"I think we are going to have to be more creative than that, the Dream Lord knows my thoughts and has learned since the last time I came in contact with him. To get out of this dream we are going to have to do something unexpected, well I am going to have to do something unexpected." He stated as he removed his right hand from her legs, reaching behind his back his long fingers came in contact with the item he would need.

Bringing his forehead to Clara's he whispered, "Know that I love and trust you completely."

Surprised at his confession she didn't see the blade till it was too late her eyes widened as the Doctor plunged the dagger into her in the chest.

Ah yes another cliff hanger, sorry that is just how it goes sometimes. I am not sure when I can get the next chapter up but don't worry you won't have to wait long. Please review I crave feedback, I live for feedback.

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