A/N: Apologies for the late-ish upload on this one~
Had a lot of fun writing this one though, Penance is just a dear as always~
Do enjoy~
Autumn Weather
It wasn't often the Doctor got to finish early.
Well, 'early' was perhaps a bit of an exaggeration – he'd finished work at a reasonable time, rather than staying in the office until eight o'clock at night finalising reports and training assessments. So for once he could leave alongside his colleagues and chat a bit about things until they all gradually went their separate ways.
He didn't mind, least of all at this time of year. Autumn had arrived and even as he walked down the corridor he could spy its presence just beyond the hull windows. The location Rhodes Island had settled in for the foreseeable future was just perfect for monitoring the seasons due to the reactive forests that laid nearby – turning barren in winter, a fresh green in spring and a darker hue in summer, before ultimately wilting to a pretty autumn hue come the fall. Be it amber and orange to red and brown; there was a distinct array of colours that not only lit up the trees but also the forest floors too.
Considering this area was teeming with natural wildlife and a decent chunk of vegetation it made it even easier to gather food, particularly to stock up for the coming winter months – Rhodes Island was a big operation after all and it took truckloads of food just to feed the place for a day, and while supplies could be conserved somewhat, it was always better to prepare for a food crisis than to be caught off-guard by it.
Such worries though were, in truth, far and away from his mind. He just liked autumn, really. The colours, the coolness that wasn't quite coldness, the fresh bite to the air that did a good job of stirring him out of his work-induced dazes – it was a wondrous season, especially compared to the scorching summer months or bug-infested spring ones. Winter wasn't too bad, but the cold most certainly was.
Evening had just neared too, bathing the landscape in glimmering gold as the sun set beyond the horizon, a distant mountain range silhouetted by the fading light and dying the edges purple. He could almost stand and watch it set but he eventually shifted away from the window, reminding himself he had plenty of other days to watch the sun go down. Hell maybe he could even convince Amiya to let him watch the sun set while on work time.
Shaking his head he dispelled such joyous thoughts and continued down the corridor. Some shops lined the walls though not many people were about – most had likely either retired to their rooms or one of the common areas, assuming they weren't having a late dinner. That said a few did pop in and out such as at the kiosk or equipment parts store, and one store that caught his eye was none other than a small, quaint little bar he'd been to once or twice.
And in it, he saw a familiar face. Penance.
Curiosity overtook him, and admittedly so too did his heart – the Lupo was not only a reliable ally and good conversationalist, but something of a sweetheart in his eyes. Someone noble who bore a heavy weight on their shoulders all for the betterment of others, while also being painfully unaware of her own charm. It didn't hurt that she was quick to help him with paperwork in the past, giving them plenty of time to chat and get to know one another, though it never went beyond workplace chatter.
The Doctor frowned behind his mask and shelved those thoughts, if only for the moment as he stepped over the threshold into the bar. It was a fairly quaint place – small by most standards and with only five stools at the bar itself and six tables squeezed into the modest interior. The wood aesthetic and faint scent of woodsmoke though gave it a homely feel that he could appreciate; like walking into a cosy cabin with the fireplace crackling on. An idea only fuelled by the gentle jazz music that played over a radio by the bartender's station, the slow saxophone and piano keys soothing the soul.
''...hm? Doctor?'' Penance sat up slightly straighter, surprise colouring her visage as she turned to face him. ''You're usually not out from work so soon. Something happen?''
''Haha, don't look so surprised.'' The Doctor waved off her worries, his smile hidden behind his mask. ''Miracles do happen from time to time, after all.''
Penance chuckled, a note of wry disbelief to her tone even as she settled back into her stool, a pat on the one next to her inviting him to join her. He did so gladly, easing himself into his seat even as his eyes turned onto Penance herself – not least because she wasn't wearing the usual justice outfit she so often wore. Instead her attire was somewhat more casual – a black, form-fitting sweater and matching long skirt that emphasised her curves in all the right ways without being revealing, the materials showing no cleavage nor even a bit of thigh. Conservative and made of a soft-looking material it was perfect for winter weather, and Penance looked downright gorgeous in it.
Penance caught him looking, her cheeks – already somewhat pink – darkening. ''W-What is it?''
''Ah, it's nothing. Just not used to seeing you out of your 'work uniform'.'' The Doctor chuckled sheepishly.
Penance hummed in understanding. ''I see... I don't look strange, do I?''
''Not at all.'' He was quick to soothe, and even quicker to compliment; ''You look gorgeous Penance.''
The comment drew a proper blush out of the former judge, though she was quick to hide it with a deep swing of her glass – answering only after she had drained it fully. ''Mm... thank you, Doctor. Though if you are to compliment a woman you should at least call her by her true name, no?''
''True, true.'' He leaned in a little. ''Would you like me to repeat my comment, Lavinia?''
The Lupo chuckled even as she looked aside. ''T-There is no need for that I suppose. Your feelings have been heard, I assure you.''
With a smile he leaned back, a quick gesture at some whiskey getting him a glass full of it in no time at all – the bartender busying himself with cleaning up the tables not far behind them immediately after. Not much in the way of privacy, yes, but in a bar as small as this it was the best they could reasonably ask for. Tugging his mask down he took a discreet sip of his drink, sampling the strong whiskey for a moment before daring to take another sip.
As Penance refilled her glass with the bottle of rum the bartender had given her, he had to speak up. ''Have you finished off half that bottle yourself?''
Penance flushed. ''I-I... well, yes, but do not think I am an alcoholic Doctor. I'm just enjoying my drink a bit.''
The slight slur to her words and ease with which she got flustered betrayed her inebriation but he didn't tease her over it, simply chuckling good-naturedly. Though as it turns out he didn't need to prod much to get her to open up, her eyes lifting to look at the mirror that lined the back wall of the bar – one that, at present, allowed them to look out through the glass bar-front window and out the hull window too, the distant mountains still in view if a bit warped by the reflection.
''...autumn always gets me in the mood to drink, I suppose.'' Wistfully Penance uttered, ''...something about the season, it just... speaks to me, you know? It reminds me of my days in Siracusa, of nursing a glass of rum by the fire overlooking the snow-covered streets. If I were to focus I can still envision these two children running down the street, pelting one another with snowballs as their mother followed not far behind... it was a very... peaceful moment, I suppose.''
The Doctor nodded along, sipping at his drink even as Penance fell silent, her eyes on the reflection and clearly lost in thought. That was at least until a couple people walked into view of the reflection and blocked the distant mountains, the two hanging about as they looked out the windows – and, after a moment more, kissed.
Though Penance said nothing there was a fondness to her expression that piqued his interest. ''They look happy, huh?''
''Hm? Ah, yes, they do.'' Topping her glass off Penance was quick to take a swig again.
He waited until she swallowed before probing. ''Have you ever been... asked out?''
''No. Partly because of my duties admittedly; romance was a dangerous game I couldn't afford to play, especially if I was to remain impartial.'' Penance answered distractedly. ''Besides, I do not think myself worthy of love as it stands, not until I find my redemption in helping others – in atoning for the sins made in Siracusa, by both myself and those I failed to hold to account.''
He shook his head. ''You deserve to love too, Lavinia. Don't be so harsh on yourself.''
''You are too kind Doctor. Mi piace questa parte di te.'' She said the latter part quietly in her native tongue, though unfortunately for her he had picked up more than a little Siracusan.
'I like this part of you.'
Not for the first time he was glad his hood shielded his face from view in that moment, hiding his blush. ''I'm serious. A woman like yourself deserves to be with whom they want – you work harder than most for the benefit of others, and have helped many here in Rhodes Island already. Don't hold your past against yourself; few here do.''
''...perhaps you are right.'' Penance mumbled to herself, though didn't sound fully convinced. Or maybe it was just the alcohol talking at this point – she had drained half a bottle of it after all.
Though considering she could still hold a decent conversation, perhaps it took more than a few glasses to knock a judge out.
The bartender passed him by then; venturing into the back of the store and audibly descending some steps, probably to the storage kegs. He didn't mind, the silence peaceful – just the muted hum of conversation outside, the door and thin wall blocking most of it. In the quiet though he turned his attention onto Penance once more, noticing her staring at him, though the moment they made eye contact she looked away.
''Doctor-''
''I care about you a lot, Lavinia.''
They'd spoken at the same time and blushed at the same instant too, though he pressed on before embarrassment could clog his throat. ''Sorry but... I mean it. I don't want you to beat yourself down like this, okay?''
A soft, wispy chuckle answered him and Penance laid her head on the bar, eyes never leaving him. ''You are so very caring Doctor... it is a wonder why you do not have a partner yourself.''
''Perhaps I'm just looking for the right one.''
''Have you found her?''
Her cheeks were rosy but Penance didn't take back her words, nor did he. ''...I think I have.''
Another chuckle answered him, wispy yet with unquestionable fondness as Penance sat upright. The gap between their stools was thin and even thinner when she leaned against him, smile light and eyes lidded as she peered up into his eyes. No words were said, no grand confessions or proclamations – distance simply shrunk and let their lips meet in a slow, romantic kiss. The jazz music played on, piano keys counting the seconds it lasted.
Until eventually they drew apart. Penance's face burned red but there was no disguising the delight in her eyes – the fondness, the warmth, the affections. Maybe the alcohol brought this side out of her, maybe she'd been keeping this soft side to her hidden the whole time, but in that moment he could only smile in return and wrap his arm around her, holding her close as she sighed in content.
''...hmhm. To think I would find love in a tidy little bar of all places.'' Penance mused aloud, nudging her glass his way. ''A toast, dear Doctor. To us.''
He clicked his glass against her own.
''To us.''
X-x-X
Many more drinks were had in the cosy little bar.
Eventually though inebriation took its toll and both were wise enough to call it a night there. At the bar, at least – they sure as hell had no intentions of parting so soon after becoming a couple, after all.
Even if it felt like they were speed-running the whole 'couple' process.
''Mmph~! Doctor, I- mm...''
The Doctor's lips mashed against Penance's own, her moan muffled by the kiss as he pressed her up against the wall. Her bedroom door slid shut but neither spared it so much as a glance, both too focused on the kiss to care. When they broke apart for air again Penance had the sense to fumble for her light and managed to turn it up from off to a dim colour – bright enough to see but not enough to dim the mood.
He approved; another kiss sealing their lips together. Penance groaned into it and looped her arms around him, one thigh riding up his leg until he caught it – catching her other too and lifting her up. The judge moaned her approval and with only a hint of difficulty the Doctor ferried his equally-drunk partner to her plush bed, pushing her down onto it and only then breaking off the kiss. Not a second later he was in her neck and planting drunken kisses along her warm flesh, loving the gasp she let out along with the following moan.
''Oh sí, Doctor...!'' Penance- nay, Lavinia gasped out, her fingers running under his jacket and up his back.
With a grunt he pulled back just long enough to weasel his arms out of the jacket sleeves, allowing Lavinia to pry the jacket from his shoulders. His mask had long since been removed but Lavinia stared at his visage all the same, a soft kind of love in her eyes and a faint smile curving her lips – right before he closed the distance and kissed her again. She moaned into it, openly aroused as he untucked her sweater just so he could run a hand up it.
''Nn, I like it when you are bold, Doctor...'' Lavinia breathed out, moaning as he groped her bra-clad chest. ''Do you too, like it when I am bold?''
His grunt of agreement preluded the messy kiss that followed – one that in turn preluded her grasp on his chest, allowing her to roll them over. They broke off the kiss not a moment later and the Lupo pulled away, face lit by a burning red blush but her eyes full of daring affection. Her fingers found his belt and it came loose in moments, enabling the Lupo to yank his pants down alongside his boxers, freeing his erection.
''Then allow me to be as bold as my heart desires.'' The ex-judge breathed.
Right before she took him into her mouth. There was no kisses, no licks to wind up – in an instant he was in her mouth, simple as that. The wet warmth that enveloped his length forced a groan out of the inebriated Doctor and he propped himself up on one arm; his other instead running through her hair and brushing it from her face. An act that earned him a wet suck as reward as her lips glid up his cock to the very top, her tongue doing two quick loops of the tip before she descended once more.
The wet warmth was heavenly and in that moment all he could do was groan his bliss; eyes on Lavinia and Lavinia alone as her full, plump lips pressed in around his manhood, caressing it almost as she sucked up to the very tip and then descended a moment later, blowing him with care even in her drunken state. Said drunkenness though still slipped through, making her motions a touch sloppy in places and turning her blowjob into a distinctly wet one.
Not that he minded; grunts and groans lifting off of his tongue as her tongue swirled around his tip, lubing him with her saliva – when she lunged down deep, throating him. Her tight throat muscles clenched around his tip for only a moment but it felt like heaven, the air knocked from his lungs as he groaned, enticing Lavinia to slurp up to the tip and dive right back down, throating him without delay.
''Hng, ah, Lavinia, that... m-mmn, gods...''
The Lupo said nothing but her deep blush told of her embarrassment, whilst her earnest if sloppy sucks told of her arousal – her lips gliding along his sticky cock with slurps abound, the motions gaining a rough rhythm as she settled her hands onto his thighs, keeping him steady as she took his manhood down her throat time and time again. Every time his tip delved down her gullet it sent spasms jolting through his fingers and left him panting hard, barely able to think straight beyond her hot mouth.
She tilted her head slightly, peeking up at him almost demurely even as her lips slid down his shaft, spit glistening across her lips and dribbling to her chin. He couldn't say a word; breath bundling in his throat and coming out as a feeble groan as she sped up, seemingly noticing his coming climax and doing her best to coax it out – sucks and slurps becoming more audible and earnest, any drunkenness she felt not stopping her from sucking him off.
''Shit, Lavinia, here it- ah, f-fuck...!''
Wet slurps brought him to his peak, her tongue lifted his cock and the tip delved down her throat – and then he peaked, cumming straight down said throat. Though Lavinia made a noise of surprise she didn't pull away; if anything she pushed herself into his crotch with renewed want, nose squashed into his groin and eyes half-lidded as she dutifully swallowed his cum gulp by gulp, the punctuating noises the only ones in the quiet besides his gasps.
Until with a wet exhale she popped her lips off and leaned back, panting hard and flushed in the face but without a speck of cum on her tongue to be seen; she'd swallowed every last drop without a speck hitting it. A thought that left the Doctor shivering in arousal, his dick not softening despite the incredible blowjob – after all how could it, when he had a beauty like Lavinia kneeling before him, looking so cute yet so downright gorgeous at the same time?
As if hearing his thoughts the Lupo blushed a deeper shade of red but smiled slightly, clutching onto the bed and pulling herself up. He welcomed her onto his lap and caught her lower back, seamlessly rolling them over and leaving Lavinia beneath him. Their lips met in a kiss and she groaned into it, hands running down his chest first before clutching onto her skirt and bundling it up around her thighs, making it easy for him to reach up her outfit and yank her panties to one side. Their position denied him a look but he shifted between her legs all the same, his cock-head blindly rubbing about for a few moments until he found her entrance, pressing-
And then he was inside of her hot, clenching womanhood – a moan fleeing them both as they became one. Without breaking the kiss the Doctor pressed himself into his lover, his cock opening her up and sheathing deeper inside of her, her heat clasping around his manhood in a way that felt just right. He pulled back only partway before Lavinia's legs locked around his waist, pulling him back in and forcing a grunt out of his throat, arousal shivering up his spine.
''Lavinia, gods...'' Leaning over her on both arms he gazed into her eyes – lidded and full of lust as they were. ''You're so damn beautiful.''
The compliment preluded the kiss that followed, one that muffled the Lupo's moan. It failed to mute them entirely though as he steadily ramped up his pace, his hips rocking and pumping him between her syrupy folds and into her hot tunnel, every clench heavenly and driving him wild with the feeling, his tempo rising until he was outright pounding the Lupo – raw, carnal smacks of flesh ringing out as he made love to her on her bed.
Lust was like a frenzy that overcame him, tempting his right hand up her sweater – pulling the whole thing up until it rested, bundled, above her chest. The bra she wore was unclipped from the front hastily and the moment he got it loose he broke off the kiss, eyes flitting south to get a look of her bare bosom, so ample his right hand groped her on instinct alone – kneading a moan from his lover's lips before she dragged him back into a kiss, her tongue invading his mouth and letting him taste the rum faintly lingering on it.
The need to breathe forced them apart but the moment he did he went for her neck – kisses both quick and rough smooching her neck and jawline, eliciting a horny moan from his partner, legs locking tighter around him. It forced his thrusts to be shorter but faster, pounding him into the Lupo's tight wet heat, their furious tempo making it impossible to think of anything but each other and the kisses they hurriedly shared.
''Fuck, Doctor...!'' Lavinia gasped out, her fingers clutching at his hair. ''Faster, faster!''
The Doctor complied, ignoring the fatigue aching in his hips as he thundered them forth, pounding Lavinia and making her cry out with delight, her insides seizing around him tightly. He relished it, his hips slamming him forth into her, the lurid slap of flesh only growing louder and stickier by the moment as they went at it like animals – the lewd noises joined by Lavinia's sharp, euphoric cry-!
One that escalated into a short scream as she climaxed, head thrown back and fingers clutching at the quilt. The tightness that seized his cock proved too much and with a final groan the Commander buried himself in the Lupo, busting his nut with gasps and grunts abound. With what little strength he had remaining he humped and bucked his hips, pressing himself deep into Lavinia as he spilled his seed, any thoughts to the consequences lost in a drunken haze of lust and love.
How long their orgasms lasted he wasn't sure, only that when they ended he was left panting and sweaty, but far from finished. Swallowing the spit in his mouth the Doctor withdrew from her nether lips, allowing a small river of cum to overflow – before he grabbed Lavinia by her hips and flipped her over.
It startled the Lupo out of her daze and drew a groan from her lips, her hands finding purchase on the quilt and allowing her to shuffle forth a bit. His hands caught onto her skirt and yanked it down and off her legs completely, tossed to the sides with her panties soon to follow, leaving her lower half bare and her sweater still hiked up over her chest. His jacket and pants joined her clothes in the messy pile but by then he couldn't hold back his lust any longer; compelling him behind Lavinia, his tip dragging down her wet, needy slit.
''Mm~!''
And then he was back inside of her, his length spearing between her wet nether lips.
With a groan the Doctor settled his hands on her wide hips and yanked her back towards him; burying his cock deep inside of Lavinia and loving how she moaned. It was merely the first thrust of many though; his rocking hips gaining momentum and plunging his swollen manhood deep inside of the Lupo, each thrust swifter than the last until he was pounding her outright, his groin soon clapping her ass and fucking moans free from her lips.
The huskiness to her voice only endeared him further; his hands running up her sides and groping her breasts, unable to get enough of fondling her. Drunk as she was Lavinia just responded by pushing her ass back, impaling herself onto his dick with something almost like a whine – one that spiked into a cry when he slammed in harder for it, his roughening pace met only by approving gasps and moans.
''Mn! More, more!'' Lavinia cried out, biting her bottom lip as she peered back at him.
A sight that just made him grab onto her tits and pull her back; using them like handholds as he pulled her up against him. The Lupo moaned her approval until their lips met and quenched the noise; the kiss disjointed and awkward but not stopping him from stealing kisses even as he pounded her raw, his groin loudly impacting her behind and stuffing her weeping cunt to the brim.
Lavinia panted hard; her hands laying over his own and a tapered moan fleeing her lips – his earnest tempo shoving him deep inside of her, pounding all sorts of gasps out of her that he adored. His lips found her nape and he kissed it blindly, brushing her face aside as best he could just so he could kiss and smooch her nape more. It made her moan his name, her insides clamping down on his manhood and sending shudders roiling through him, able to feel their mixed fluids cling to his cock as he stirred her up.
Until at last he loosened his hold on her tits and let her back down on all fours. Not a moment later his hands latched onto her hips once more and he went right back to ploughing his lover, the lurid slap of flesh joined by her tight moans as he piped her. His gaze ran down her bare back and settled on her ass, one hand coming down to caress and grope, unable to ignore the light ripples that echoed across her flesh with every impact, the sight if anything pushing him to his limit – making him pound her like his life depended on it.
''Haagh! Yes, yes...!'' Lavinia moaned freely, bowing her head. ''Doctor, Doctor-!''
He ploughed her, his aching length rutted into her clenching depths over and over again – until the dam finally burst and he blew his load, a potent moan forced from his throat as he emptied his balls within her. Lavinia's hot cry was the icing to his orgasm and senselessly the Doctor pressed himself into her, peripherally aware he was now prone-boning her even as he pumped his seed deep into the Lupo, no higher thought passing through his mind beyond knocking her up.
A sinful, senseless thought, but one that fuelled his high for a precious few seconds longer. He rode that wave of pleasure all the way to its end, the tension seeping from his muscles and his cock finally going soft as he pulled out – and with it what little strength left him, sending him onto the bed next to Lavinia with a groan. In the wake of their orgasms both were left simply panting; unable to vocalise any wants or confessions, just breathe.
Until eventually he found the strength to shift closer, about to speak-
When he noticed Lavinia had passed out, a hint of smile still curled at her lip and expression decidedly peaceful, given the sex they just had.
It drew a soft chuckle from the Doctor all the same and he decided against waking her, simply pulling the covers over them both as best he could and cuddling into his lover's side.
Sleep quick to take him, and leaving their mess to be dealt with in the morning.
And what a morning it'd be, given both still had work the next day...
[END]
