Title: A Day and Life on the TARDIS
Author: Flydye8/Heintz571
Pairings: Clara/12th Doctor
Rating: m
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, family life, romance and a loving friendship taking place after "Last Christmas".
Authors note: I must give even more thanks to my beta reader Marie Anne Louise for dealing with my rewrites and my enthusiasm as I continue to write on this story. You are wonderful.
Authors note 2: You might notice I have raised the rating in this chapter and it will continue to the next for implied love making situations and more intimacy yet to come. Also please take the time to review...pretty please with sugar on it. I love hearing the feedback from my readers.
The Doctor collapsed next to Clara in their bed, the breeze coming through the window cooled their dampened skin from their recent love making. As Clara cuddled up to his side adjusting her body to accommodate her distended tummy she placed soft kisses on his chest and neck.
Being in her sixth month of pregnancy she thought that she might be more tired, but that was far from the truth. If anything she had more energy and had an increase in her sex drive. She couldn't get enough of her husband's love making, even now she was ready to go again. Raising up on her arms she leaned over the Doctor and engulfed his lips with hers in a passionate kiss.
With a twinkle in her eye she smiled at her lover, "So is my mighty Time Lord ready for another go?"
Astonished the Doctor just stared at her, "We just finished."
"Yes, and now I'm ready for round three," she said as she cupped his still flaccid penis hoping her hand movements would bring him to full arousal.
Gently, he grabbed her wrist and brought it to lips kissing the delicate skin, "Even with my superior recuperative abilities I still need time to rest."
With a sigh and a shake of her head she smiled seductively at him, "I will give you a few more minutes to recoup while I go and start the shower, but then I expect you to come and join me soon."
As she entered the en suite the Doctor called after her, "Okay I will be in there in a moment."
Without looking back she replied in a sing song voice, "I'm looking forward to it."
As soon as she closed the door, the Doctor hurriedly got off the bed, pulled on his plaid trousers and a t-shirt after which he quickly exited the room.
As he got to the bottom of the stairway he saw Susan smirking at him. Rolling his eyes he commented, "Oh, do shut up. She is insatiable!"
Laughing, Susan turned from him and entered the kitchen as he hurried outside and headed toward his TARDIS.
Once inside his ship he hurried up the stairs to one of the many desks along the promenade, where he opened a drawer and retrieved the invisibility watch he had made when he was the caretaker at Coal Hill School.
He placed it on his wrist when he heard Clara call out to his mind, "Doctor, where are you? I'm waiting."
"I'll be in there in a moment," he lied as he exited the TARDIS and headed to the detached garage behind the cottage.
"Well, hurry up the water is getting cold and my body is getting hot," Clara responded cheekily.
With an audible groan he entered the garage as he shut his mind to his beloved in the hope for some personal quiet time.
Smiling he saw the outline of his old motorcar Bessie under a dust cloth. He yanked the fabric that protected it and smiled broadly as he hoped in the driver's seat. Turning the key, which was still in the ignition, he frown when it wouldn't start. Rubbing the dash he asked, "What is wrong with you old girl?"
He opened the door, moved to the front of the car and lifted the hood. Inside the engine he saw a large mouse nest nestled against the ignition system as well as some rust on many parts of the motor. "Well I see what the problem is," he said with a shrug of his shoulders as he got to work repairing Bessie.
Clara waited for a moment longer and when the Doctor still hadn't turned up she shut off the water with a huff and tried to call out to him again only to find that his mind was inaccessible to her. Drying off her body she did her best to control her arousal. She exited the en suite and yanked a sundress out from the armoire and put it on. She left the room on a mission; to find the Doctor and have her way with him.
The first place she looked was in the kitchen there Susan was sitting enjoying a cup of tea. Looking at her she asked, "Where is the Doctor?"
"I'm not sure, Clara. He came down the stairs looking frazzled, told me to shut up and walked out of the cottage." Lifting up the ceramic tea pot covered with a tea cozy she asked, "Would you like some tea?"
"No thank you Susan, I have an itch that needs to be scratched and I need to find the Doctor so he can scratch it," Clara replied quickly as she exited the room.
Susan took a sip of her tea and chuckled at the spectacle she was witnessing, "Let the chase begin."
Next, Clara looked for the Doctor inside his TARDIS, but knowing that the ancient ship was infinite in size she called out, "TARDIS interface activated. Sexy I need you."
The lights dimmed as Sexy became corporal. "Hello Clara," she said with a pleasant smile before asking, "What do you need?"
"What I need is to get laid," Clara responded as she turned on the screen to search for the Doctor inside the ship.
Confused, Sexy questioned, "What is getting laid?"
Not seeing him on the monitor Clara huffed in frustration as she answered Sexy's question, "Getting laid, horizontal mambo, getting one's hump on, making woopie." Seeing the sentient ship's confused look Clara clarified, "You know, having sex."
Nodding, Sexy stated, "Oh, you mean copulation."
"Yes copulation, but to do that I need to find my husband. He has disappeared in some sort of hide and seek game."
Worried about the pregnant women, Sexy closed her eyes and caused a blue light to appear from the ceiling which scanned Clara and when it disappeared she stated, "Maybe my Thief just needs a break especially since it looks as if copulation has just taken place." After a brief moment Sexy continued with a tilt of her head, "To be specific, three times in the last four hours and fifteen times in the last five days."
Clara looked at her, "Yes, and now I want more. So are you going to help me find him or not?"
With a look of exasperation Sexy simple said, "My Thief is not on board." She then disappeared which allowed the lighting in the TARDIS returned to normal.
Looking up at the ceiling she replied with a huff, "Thanks for nothing."
The only reply Clara got was irritating hum from the ship as she exited through the TARDIS doors.
Once outside she looked around and when she saw the garage she spoke smugly, "I got you," she said as she walked stealthy toward the building.
Not paying attention to where she was walking she stepped on a fallen branch causing a crunching sound resounded throughout the area. "Damn!" she exclaimed as she hurried into the garage not wanting to give the Doctor time to hide again.
The Doctor lifted his head from the engine of his car as he heard a branch snap followed by a soft curse. Quickly, he looked around for some place to hide, finding one he ducked down as he pressed a knob on his watch causing him to disappear. Being as quiet as possible he crawled under the old car and held his breath.
He had just settled in when he heard the door of the garage opening and Clara calling out, "Doctor, I know you're in here."
Clara at first was amazed to see such a beautiful vehicle, the yellow of the car with the black interior shined brightly in the sunlight filtering through the garage window. For a brief moment she had thought she had seen the car before but quickly cast the thought aside as she felt her arousal increase she hurriedly started to search the garage for the Doctor.
Going to the back of the car she lifted the bench seat and peeked in the small compartment and quickly yelled, "I found you..." only for her words to falter as she saw an empty space.
Remembering that the Doctor had an invisibility watch she leaned down and used her hands to feel for his body. When she felt nothing she sighed and cursed, "Bloody hell! He's gone into hiding again."
Slamming the seat down she searched the small garage only to find that the Doctor was nowhere to be found. Scanning the small area her gaze fell upon the space under the car. Grinning she bent down and knelt on the dirt floor she once again felt for the Doctor guessing he was invisible. To her surprise her fingers touched nothing, so quickly she moved to the other side and felt around only to find empty space. Moaning with sexual frustration she exited the garage to return to the house to continue to look for her husband there.
Hearing the door to the garage close the Doctor pressed the button on his watch and lifted the wooden trap door from the dirt floor then sliding it out of the way he climbed out. Setting the wooden plank back into place he was pleased that he remembered the secret space, and with that thought he sent a silent thank you to the Brigadier for insisting that he create the hidden area.
He took a deep breath and smelled the sexual pheromones his wife was emitting and felt his groin respond to the scent. By the gods, was he to be leashed to her raging pheromones for the duration of her pregnancy?
A part of him was pleased but another part of him was not; in essence he was confused, and needing a distraction he started to work on the engine of his Bessie while at the same time making plans for his and his wife's next love making session. He wanted her again but this time he needed her in a different scenario then making love in their bedroom, and while he cleared out the mouse nest he smiled to himself: 'oh yes this night would be a night to remember for him and Clara.'
Clara slammed open the door to the cottage and entered the living room, opening the closet she peeked in, then jumping on the couch she looked behind to see if he was there. Seeing nothing she sat on the cushions of couch and crossed her arms in exasperation. She scanned the room and when her eyes fell upon the fire place she smiled. Standing she moved toward the hearth bending down she looked up the chimney to see if he was hiding there.
Hearing all the commotion in the living room, Susan left the kitchen and stood in the doorway watching as Clara looked for her husband in the chimney. Trying to hide her smile she commented, "My grandfather may be skinny but he's not that skinny."
With another huff Clara got back on her feet and brushed back a stray hair that fell in front of her eyes. "Well that grey skinny stick insect better make himself found soon otherwise he is going to have a very irritated wife on his hands," she responded as she purposely moved to the dining area and bent down to look for the Doctor under the cloth covered table.
Not seeing anything she stomped back up the stairs and methodically searched their bedroom and Susan's bedroom. She looked under the beds, in the closets and even in the armoires for her husband. With a growl of frustration she left the bedrooms and searched both of the en suites. Returning to the hallway she stomped her feet and yelled, "Doctor, I swear I am never letting you leave our bedroom ever again."
With her arousal still felt strong within her body, Clara returned to the ground floor. Entering the small kitchen, she found Susan holding a cup of tea for her, "Here Clara drink this; it will help with your itch."
"What is it?" Clara asked as she took the cup and sniffed the steaming hot beverage.
"It is an herbal remedy to soften the arousal you're feeling until my grandfather is ready to make love to you again."
"I don't think he wants me anymore," Clara stated as she took a sip of the hot liquid.
"No, he still wants you and if I was to take a guess I bet he is already planning his next seduction."
"How can you be sure?"
"Because when I was pregnant my husband needed time between our love making as well, but when he was ready, it was fantastic," she said as she sat at the table and gestured for Clara to take the seat opposite of her before continuing, "Time Lords have amazing recuperative abilities but you are creating some powerful pheromones which are felt strongly by you and him."
"I don't understand?" Clara stated as she sipped more of her tea feeling her arousal become more bearable.
"You are half way in your pregnancy and it is normal for your sex drive to increase and at the same time you are exuding pheromones that cause your mate to react to your sexual needs but it causes a Time Lord to feel out of control. Which is difficult for him, the need to feel in control is very strong within the males of my people and to not have that control is hard to accept."
"So what am I supposed to do?"
"Be patient and when he calls for you, go to him willingly, and allow him to have control of your love making."
"It sounds so archaic," Clara stated.
"Yes I guess it can be perceived that way but it is the nature of a Time Lord. It is important for him to maintain a sense of control because they are not in control when their mate or wife is pregnant, and you both are at the mercy of lust and pheromones."
"So what am I to do? Just be submissive to him?" Clara asked.
"No, just let him take the lead in your love making and he will be satisfied and so will you."
"Why are things so complicated?"
"It is only complicated if you let it be that way. But if you take my advice those intense urges you feel will diminish dramatically."
"Does that mean we will have less sex? I have really enjoyed the sex," Clara stated.
Laughing, Susan replied, "No, but you and him will be more satisfied and feel more in control. The pheromones exuded by you will increase throughout your sixth, seventh and eighth months of pregnancy."
Clara eyes widen and she smiled, "You mean I am going to have great sex, not that it wasn't great before, but even better sex for three whole months?"
"Yes, and enjoy it now because as you get into the last few months of your pregnancy you will definitely not be in the mood as often, especially since you are carrying twins."
Looking down at her tummy Clara bit her lip with the realization that the twins probably have been privy to hers and the Doctor's bedroom activities since she hadn't really been blocking her thoughts from them. Placing her elbows on the table Clara whispered, "Will the twins remember all of the Doctor's and mine…. sensual activities?"
Susan leaned back in her chair, giggled and shook her head, "Nah, I don't think so, and all that rocking most likely soothes them to sleep."
"Good, because if they remembered it would be just weird," she said as she took another sip of her tea hoping she wouldn't have to wait long before the Doctor called out to her.
The Doctor worked on his Bessie for another hour after Clara left the garage and soon the engine was in tip top shape. He jumped into the seat and turned the key. He smiled broadly as his old car purred to life; letting the motor run for a bit, he sat back and started to finalize his plans for his and Clara's next intimate moment. He hoped she would let him take the lead in this endeavor and restrain her controlling tendencies. Most times he doesn't mind her controlling nature, often it is quite arousing but lately all their intimate moments have been under her control, effectively making him feel out of control and that bothered him… just a little.
Sitting back he put his hands behind his head and looked up at the fabric ceiling of his car. Normally he would bring her someplace in the TARDIS to seduce her, but due to pregnancy that was out of the question. So he needed someplace nearby, reaching into his memories he searched for such a place and found it. But was it still there? Was the path still traversable? Was it safe for his pregnant wife?
What he needed was information and the local pub a few miles away would be a good place to get it. He jumped out of car opened the doors to the garage and then returned to the driver's seat. He reached into the glove compartment and pulled out some old driving goggles; setting them in place, he gunned the engine and drove off.
When he looked in the review mirror he saw Clara standing on the dirt road and had a flashback to his third persona; he remembered seeing her before, but this time his hearts ached because there wasn't confusion written on her face as in the memory, but instead there was pain.
Opening his mind he called, "Clara."
She responded with a tremor in her voice, "Where are you going?"
Her hurt feelings bombarded him which almost caused him to lose control of his car. Quickly he surrounded her mind with his love and soothed her worried spirit, "Don't worry my love, I'll be back soon. I am planning a romantic moment for us."
Clara felt him surround her mind and spirit with his love. Her feelings of frustration, pain, and irritation disappeared, allowing her to be more rational. Maybe there was some truth to Susan's words? Maybe he needed to be a bit more in control?
She took a deep breath, relieved to have those emotions gone, "Thank you."
Knowing she was better because of his projected emotion, he responded, "You're welcome and I love you."
"Love you too. Don't be gone to long because I still have an itch that needs scratching."
"I won't because I want to scratch that itch into oblivion tonight," he responded his voice thick with passionate promises.
I hope you enjoyed this bit of humor and the cat and mouse chase between the Doctor and Clara. Thanks for reading now please review.
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