[ Time seems to have its own mind here, the days running both long and short and together all at once. At times, it feels like a dream, like they just woke up and found each other for the first time. Other days, he feels he's known Julia for a millennia, like they were never apart. There are days and weeks where he wanders from village to village, lingers near the Singularity, visits old and dear friends across every territory, or circles back to his favorite places in the Free Cities. Sometimes he returns to Julia with little gadgets and gizmos he's built, or stories about things he's been tinkering with, new sites he's explored, mortals he's met and people he's helped. Sometimes he takes her and shows her, other times he just delights in regaling her with his adventures, and likewise, hearing about her own travels, who she's met, where and what she's planning next.
He could listen to her talk forever, he thinks, just sit and listen and let the hours do as they may. He even gets less fidgety when she talks, his attention drawn to her, no matter what she has to say.
When he returns this time to the place they've made their own together, it's quite early in the morning, the stars just beginning to fade as the last trace of shadows passes away. If he's timed it right, he's hoping he'll find Julia in their bed, perhaps playing at sleep or reading a book. She seems to always know when he's near, when he's only steps away from her. Whether it's just for his sake or she's truly relaxing of her own accord, the Doctor is more than pleased to find her curled up in their bed, her back to him, and he slips in carefully beside her, wrapping an arm securely around her waist before pressing his face up against the back of her head and smiling against her hair. ]
[ Time doesn't have as much meaning anymore, and that isn't to say the time they spend together isn't meaningful, every second of it is, but it means sometimes they are apart to follow their own path and come back together soon. He wanders the land and so does she. Julia often shapeshifts and walks the cities and towns, leaving behind an occasional blooming garden as a sign for the locals to get excited about, and she follows her echoes. There is still so much space to cover and they share stories when they come back to each other. Their mutual love for travel and exploration only brings them closer.
He never fails to make her laugh. He never fails to surprise her in the sweetest ways. It is as far distance away from words that she could never find love again, and she has forgotten such cruelty, because love is all she feels when he smiles at her.
Julia is reading a book; the gods have inspired many fictional novels that delight her. She is in at least a few of them, although mostly as a guest star, driving people along the path they were meant to be. It makes her grin each time. She often finds their bed when she wants him to know she is within reach, a sign of couple time incoming, and he doesn't disappoint. She's smiling by the time she senses him in the room and sets the book down, leaning back into his embrace.
Her hair is very red by now, with warm red-gold eyes to go with it, although there are no fox elements when it's just them. She curls up an arm around his neck and runs fingers through his hair. ]
If it isn't my husband, back from an adventure.
[ Julia has such satisfaction when she uses his title because it means everything to her. Not all gods have married their loves but she is a woman of commitment. The title is a reflection of how she feels about him, an eternal bond. ]
Why tell you when you can guess? Guessing's more fun. I like it when you do, anyway, like a gift just for me.
[ The simplest and seemingly mundane and/or strangest of things make him happy, but it's always been that way. He snags her hand quickly after she's had a moment of playing with his hair. Occasionally, glimmers of stars seem to almost fall from his floppy, brown hair, most especially when he's happy. So, of course, his hair is practically shimmering now and it's all to do with her.
Grasping her fingers, he tugs her hand close to kiss her skin there. ]
Another good story, that one? You'll have to read some of it to me.
[ It's something he's come to enjoy so very much, the pair of them lying together, his head tucked against her chest or shoulder, her voice rumbling against his ear as she reads passage after passage. He could let the hours slip past so easily just listening to her. ]
Hmmm, you're in a particularly good mood, so I'm thinking playing with gadgets in the Free Cities. They must have some new models.
[ Julia knows that he loves technology, he eagerly brings it home sometimes, and she always finds it endearing. Despite being from a modern time, although she barely remembers it, she leans more toward magic, so she explores more of that when out on her own. Usually with the Fey, who worship less and feel more like friends to her.
She turns into him, tugging his arm where he's captured her hand to move over her waist so she can snuggle up against him comfortable. He does smell like the outside world, and he is shimmering, so very beautiful. She wrestles her hand away from him so she can caress his cheek, the love in her eyes unmistakable. Her brilliant, bizarre Doctor. She leaves the book to the side there, they can pick it up later if they want to. ]
It's about Mechapolis, or a science fiction-like book based on the idea the robots as more people-like.
[ They both know of stories from their worlds where robots are main characters and not the clockwork creatures that live in that city. So it's unsurprising someone here would have the creativity to create a timeline where that is possible, where they have personalities and lives and love stories. Julia appreciates minds that think outside the box like that. ]
And of course there's a romance in it between a robot and a human, trying to understand each other. [ She grins at him. ] Love conquers all.
[ With all the fond teasing possible quite evident in his voice. Obviously, yes, yes, she does. Probably knew before he even said a word. Admittedly, he gets distracted by a great many things, but he's always loved gadgets, technological advancements, building things. He'd been spending time with Viktor working on engineering things that would produce renewable energy or benefit agriculture around the Free Cities; anything that keeps his busy mind going all at once!
When she faces him and her fingers brush up against his cheek, he has the feeling for a moment like everything all at once just clicks into place and makes sense. He feels that way every time they're together like this.
His hand rests firmly against her hip. As though she might actually have any thoughts to move at all, he simply enjoys the closeness. He's far more open than he might have been, in another life he can't remember. Unburdened from his past, his hearts feel free and clear, tethered to Julia and in love with this world and everyone in it, in some form or another. ]
Is one of us very adorably strange like a robot, between the two of us? Love rising above the oddness? [ He has nothing but a cheeky grin for her in response, well aware of his own...uniqueness. Some part of him, if he could remember, might have stray thoughts and firm opinions about certain types of robotic creatures. As it is, he just finds it all so terribly interesting, everywhere he roams. ]
[ Julia says with a giggle. She would hope so, at least, given they share a life. There are no doubts in her heart or in her mind when it comes to him. Doubts about the world and her place in it, maybe sometimes, but she's never been someone with clarity of purpose. She knows that. It does feel like they're growing in the right direction though. She's done enough echoes today she could indulge in a silly robot book. ]
I'd say we're both suitably weird, Doctor. That's why we've never been an opposites attract kind of ship, we're on the same wavelength.
[ Julia may have forgotten a lot of parts about being on her earth, but there is still a certain lingo to the way she speaks, a fluidity of terms and references that make sense within her brain. She hasn't stopped her pop culture energy, despite no longer remembering the movies and television that used to occupy her mind. But books are always books, and tropes and ships still last within them.
She kisses him then, as natural as a hello, running her fingers through his hair, twirling the strands until the stars seem to light up inside it. They've been together for so long now and yet everything about him thrills her, delights her. He's beautiful and bizarre and all hers. She kisses him a second time before she can distract them both, but then pulls her head back, still wrapped in his arms. ]
[ That, at least, he's quick to concede, even with all his fond teasing. There has never been another to know him better, not that he can actually remember. It's Julia, it's always been her, and his own eyes hold so much love within their depths it might rival the sun that shines on this world. (Or so he thinks, in any case. With how much he loves her.) ]
Right, right, the ship thing — not sending cargo from here to the next territory, but the lovey eyes and kissy face sort of shipping. Do I do that, by the way? The woo-woo eyes. I feel it anyway, when I'm looking at you. Like I've gone all — tilted. In a good way.
[ Before he can chatter on much longer, she's kissing him, which is a good thing, a pleasant thing, a favorite thing, in fact. And his hand on her hip presses closer, keeping her anchored near him while he enthusiastically reciprocates, more than happy to indulge. ]
Gadgets...gadgets — what was I saying before?
[ Back to teasing again, sticking his tongue out briefly. ] You distracted me! You're good at that, too. But the gadgets, yes, I was playing in the lab with Viktor, we've got plans for harnessing solar power, renewable energy for the Free Cities. It's fun. Then I wandered over to Mechapolis after a bit, those automatons are a wonder.
Tilted, knocked over, head over heels, very much so. And I wouldn't accept anything less from my own one true pairing.
[ Julia proves as much by kissy facing him a little more, laughing into their joined mouths as she does, so full of happiness at the moment that it practically showers over the two of them. They are an obnoxious couple around others, always lost in each other and finishing each other's sentences, a well-made match. She used to dream of the kind of love that she lives now, thinking it was impossible, she was asking too much. ]
Yes I'm a terrible distraction, go on, gadgets.
[ She is right up against him so she makes a little row of kisses across his brow, like a small crown, and to his cheek. She will keep being distracting but let him explain, and she isn't surprised at all that he was with Viktor and in Mechapolis. It's very him, it may be why she ended up with a book about it, knowing a robot story would please him. Julia's gone there with him before to see them, curious. ]
Solar power would be a great idea for them, considering the climate. They could cut down on a lot of unnecessary New Magic devices.
[ She may not be a genius like him and Viktor, but she knows good ideas when she hears them, and she did come from a modern world once upon a time. When solar was a last ditch effort against a tide, but that's not the truth here. They're getting ahead of it. She kisses his neck and nuzzles her nose into the skin there, pulling the covers over both their heads as if they're going to hide under there from the world. ]
I was going to go on a walkabout to Thorne at some point. [ She murmurs into his neck. ] I'm getting a lot of echoes from there.
That's the hope, of course. We'll manage it soon enough. [ It means so much to him when she latches on to the things he talks about. It's not just that she listens to him — and she is a great listener — but she's so genuinely interested in what he's saying, what gets him excited.
He feels that way about her, too, always wanting to know what's occupying her time, what thrills her, delights her, or worse, what troubles her and makes her ache. He'll soothe away every pain if he can, make everything better, make her smile. ]
What are you doing —
[ The covers over them, he means. But even as he asks, he pushes closer to her, as though they can possibly get closer. His hand moves away from her hip for a moment, only so he can move his fingers through her hair tenderly, with all the love in the world for her.
He ducks his head a little, only to better kiss her neck in return, trailing kisses up and down her skin so tenderly. ]
Thorne? I'll come with you, of course. What's going on over there, though, what are you hearing?
[ That hand stroking her hair now shifts, coming to rest against her cheek, to cradle it in the palm of his hand. ]
[ Julia is genuinely interested in his interests. It's easy to be, due to his enthusiasm, she could listen to him enthuse for hours (she has, in fact, done that), but they also have similar interests. She maybe wasn't always an engineer tech person but she was on the other side of the 'magic and technology are basically the same thing' spectrum. It is like him to not be satisfied with answering prayers but also coming up with extra solutions to problems. ]
I'm making this our own little world and nothing outside of it exists.
[ She explains as they get blanketed, both in terms of a literal blanket and also with a little magical push to make them seem like they are in a cocoon of their own making. It's larger on the inside (ha) and she tilts her head back to encourage the kisses on her neck, hooking a lithe leg over his hip to keep him locked against her. They're a scattering of limbs all together and that's how she likes it. ]
They're worried about the path their nation is on. I can help.
[ Julia is the goddess of foresight so she is the one people turn to when they're unsure what their fate looks like. And she does have an idea of where it is headed. She can't stop it from happening, but she can guide them to the best possible outcome. Or the worst, it all depends. As someone who was once spiraled off into a fated path she didn't ask for, she knows how this can all go.
So of course she answers. She shows up to make it easier, as no one did for her. She runs her nails over the back of his neck and shoulders. ]
[ Always them. Or so he hopes and wants, desperately. By every bit of strength he has, he'll fight to make that true. The way her body moves naturally in rhythm against his own is the most perfect feeling every time. His lips continue their steady drift towards her collarbone now, while his hand shifts from her hip to her thigh, holding her steady. ]
That's what we do. Now! Tell me —
[ He pulls back, only momentarily ceasing his kisses, but just so that he can meet her eyes and smile mischievously at her. ]
What else is in this little world you're making for us?
[ There's something about their perfect cocoon here being bigger on the side that feels familiar, though he can't quite latch on to why yet. He only knows it makes him feel happy, like wherever he is with her, he's already home. ]
[ Their areas of godly expertise aren't as perfectly matched as some others are, but they manage to work together just beautifully as a duo regardless. In a way, his hope-inspiring is very different from her reality grounding, but somehow it exists in a perfect balance. Either way, Thorne will be the better off for their visit. She knows there are a lot of their people who have reasons to hate Thorne and are probably intentionally ignoring them, but she has no such issues. She'll make up for what they lack.
While she knows that the Doctor himself doesn't care that much about what she wears to bed, negligees are as interesting to him as anything else, Julia herself likes wearing them because they make her feel pretty and comfortable. It's a nice little white one at the moment with matching underwear and his hand is very warm against her thigh. She appreciates that. ]
Well it's us and this bed. [ She grins and plays with his shirt. ] Do you want me to add a little Tiki bar? A pool? Maybe one of those robots you like? They'd have to avert their eyes though, once you get back to kissing me.
[ Here again (like in all things) she knows him well, and though his focus is less on the material of her white negligee itself and more about that supple skin just beneath that he so adores touching, he can appreciate that it's something she enjoys. As they do their little dance closer and closer to each other, he can almost feel the way just wearing it must make her feel, like she radiates with confidence and joy. It's a perfect give and take, with him reacting naturally to her movements without either needing to guide the other verbally.
As for him, he's wearing a loose flowy sort of shirt, almost like a tunic. Different for him, something he's grown into and not something he wears all the time, but it happens to match her well. He can't quite give up the bow tie, though, even in god form and even though it doesn't go at all with this shirt. ]
I'll allow it, but only if there are those drinks with the fun umbrellas and the straws that make it all extra fizzy. [ He nearly laughs with delight as he teases, going right back to kissing her, running his hand from her thigh slowly up to her lower back, around to her stomach, then inching towards her chest. ]
Suppose we'll need to be alone for the rest of this, not safe for even the robots.
[ She likes looking pretty for both of them. He also always makes her feel beautiful and desirable. Julia is so used to undoing his bowties that she could do it blindfolded and probably still manage it tied up with the fingers let loose. They seem like they are made for her to pull off with careful fingers, always treating them kindly since she knows he loves them well. There have been more than a few times where they kept the bowtie on, but she sets it to the side this time. ]
Please, who do you think you're married to? [ She laughs. ] I would never give you a drink without a fun umbrella in it! [ Julia adds one to every drink she offers him, even if it's boring old water. She knows his whimsy well.]
Why, what do you plan on doing with me that's unsafe for robots?
[ She asks coyly, undoing his shirt and dancing her fingers along his chest. The best part of their lovemaking outside of the obvious is that they're very playful people and capable of laughing together no matter what. Love and affection spreads from every action. She was lucky enough to marry her best friend. ]
They're innocent creatures, Julia, they shouldn't see naughty bits!
[ Of course he's only jesting, but he does genuinely think well of the automatons, sentient or not. He values all life, adores all creations out there, loving in such abundance it might seem to some to be almost naive. And while Julia may not see the world quite from his obnoxiously hopeful lens, he appreciates that she loves him for it. And, in all things, they balance each other so well and perfectly because he loves her perspective just as much.
Since she's so kindly relieved him of his shirt, he shrugs out of it the rest of the way before turning his attention on doing the same for her, wanting unfettered access to her bare skin. He knows every mark of her well by now, every curve, every dip, every angle, but when he focuses like this so intently on her, it might almost seem that he's charting a new course, dropping kisses to her skin like little landmarks to claim her. The Doctor tends to take his time, building to a slow crescendo, wanting to feel her gradually warm and squirm beneath him, on top of him, or beside him — however their bodies end up tangling together. For now, he only wants to dote on her, spoil her, learn her all over again. ]
Oh fine, as long as you don't plan on being innocent.
[ Julia laughs at him and slips the negligee right off herself, tossing it to pool on the ground next to the bed. They won't be needing it any time soon. She wiggles out of her underwear, eager to be bare around him, only remembering the joy of being with someone who loves her. There are no dark memories, nothing that gives her reason to pause, only to enjoy. He does make her feel like she's being worshipped by him, the way his mouth moves over her, and she lets him dote and adore, as heat moves through her body.
But she also knows that he gets endlessly distracted and tortures her (lovingly) if she lets him, so she hooks her leg more around him and pushes, sliding on top before he can kiss her into insanity. Julia smiles and slides back so she can divest him of the rest of his clothes, pouncing back on him moments later like a very content cat about to catch her prey. She's so dainty compared to him that he could easily turn the tide at any time.
She straddles him comfortably and shakes her long red hair out, bare to him physically and emotionally. Just the way they both like it. ]
If I use a swear word at you, will you blush?
[ This is completely just a tease since she finds that adorable about him, although it's never had her shy away from saying what she wants to. She picks up his hand, kissing the palm, and places it onto her breast as an open invitation. ]
I don't blush and I won't even bat an eye! Say anything you want.
[ He is, of course, well aware of how he fumbles when she swears. He's also not entirely oblivious to the fact that she's putting him on because she can, because she likes it and wants to. She knows how to press his buttons so perfectly, get him flustered, and he loves every part of it. Somehow, even after all this time, she makes everyday feel like a new adventure between them.
No matter how many times they've bared themselves to each other and made love together, it's like seeing her again for the first time. He's endlessly captivated and it doesn't matter how well loved her skin has been by his lips and fingers, she's a wonder to him, like the stars themselves. As her body straddles his and she guides his hand to her breast, he's quick to cradle the other, stroking the pads of his thumbs across the soft flesh, back and forth across her nipples, around every curve. As he looks up at her, his eyes hold both arousal and awe in them altogether, like she's the sun itself parting the clouds after a long night, bringing a new dawn.
[ Julia is very confident in the bedroom, knowing her body and what it likes, and she's spent centuries learning the same of him. They've spent so much time tangled together in bed, learning other, lost in passion. She hasn't come close to getting tired of his hands on her body, every time as thrilling as the first. He takes direction well, immediately teasing her nipples and taking her offering, causing her to arch her back and push into his touch.
Her breath catches and she reaches down to wrap a hand around him, stroking him slowly to get him interested in more than just looking at her. She leans down and kisses him light and teasing, brushing her mouth against his cheek and over to his ear. She rocks her body down against him, speeding up her hand a little to make his breath catch instead. ]
I want you inside me. [ She tells him softly, kissing his ear. ] I want you to fuck me.
[ There's the promised swear and she smiles, biting the ear lobe. They've had plenty of sex and when she gets frisky and wants something a little more intense than sweet lovemaking, that is the key word of communication with him. She likes every type of sex they have, but sometimes she wants passion to consume her, for him to drive her insane. ]
But she is the perfect view, captivating him the moment she enters any room, any plane of existence. It's good she takes the initiative like she does or they'd be here a bit with him waxing poetic about how their bodies fit together. He does fully intend to spoil her, of course, it's only that he could go on like this for ages just focused solely on her. But then she says that and there's a heat that envelops his body suddenly. ]
Repeat tha— oh.
[ That. Yes. That perfectly delightful, hypnotizing touch that immediately silences all thought. What power she has over him, and she certainly uses these powers for...very good. When she strokes him and bites at his ear (he's always enjoyed those little nibbles), it all has the intended effect, and his demeanor shifts, more focused. No less playful and loving, but far more intense as he starts to wiggle beneath her. Pushing her hand away gently and moving his own hands from her breasts, it's only so that he can deftly switch their positions to straddle her now.
He could be cruel and delay it a moment longer — and he has before — but even he is growing impatient now, his body naturally responding to hers as he presses closer. His eyes lock onto hers briefly before ducking his head to press heated kisses against her neck at the same moment he joins their bodies in a swift motion, thrusting into her as a soft groan falls from his lips. ]
[ Julia loves his blushes, she finds them adorable and teases him. She doesn't mind days when he likes to spoil her and gets her to beg, making her feel incredible over and over again until she nearly passes out. He's learned all about her body and what it craves and she does the same, as people with centuries together can do. They know that they can do a single touch, a caress, a glimmer in their eye, and make the other person quiver internally.
She hungrily watches his face when he reacts to her touch and words and she eagerly rolls with him so that he can settle on top of her. Julia is glad that when she asks him directly for it, he usually doesn't torment her. He knows when she's fine for the two of them to make it last, but sometimes she just really needs him inside of her.
It's why she's already wrapping her legs around him when he moves between her legs, holding her breath in anticipation with his weight on top of her. He can see the desire in her eyes before she sighs and tips her head back, welcoming his kiss on her neck. Julia moans loudly when he thrusts inside and her hands grip on him, one in his mess of hair and the other on his shoulder.]
Fuck, yes.
[ She says breathily, gratefully, and tightens around him, enjoying the feel of him hot and hard. ]
I miss you so much when we're apart. Touching myself thinking about you isn't nearly as satisfying.
[ Those words only serve to spur him on, of course, and though he's not wild and untamed when they make love, he's extraordinarily focused, deliberate, intent. Her pleasure is paramount to him, his own just an afterthought but just her touch, her words, her movements, delight him enough. Joined together like this, being able to touch and kiss the expanse of her body so freely — it's all that needs or wants.
But he can't stop at her neck, of course he can't. He thrusts so precisely, a practiced motion, borne of knowing her so intimately now. He's not too slow, not too fast, but as he moves, the Doctor's lips trail heated kisses from her neck to the base of her throat, ever so lightly nibbling to leave a little mark before he trails lower to her breasts. He's braced on one side of her with his forearm, allowing movement of his other hand to cup her breast, stroking that soft flesh while he indulges by kissing the soft curves of her other breast, eventually taking her nipple between his lips.
Before the day is done, he promises to himself that he'll have kissed every bit of flesh on her body. He doesn't think she'll mind.
[ In every possible way he does. The Doctor is fully focused on her pleasure and she knows that, and she gives it to him because it makes him happy, just as he does her. There are few things hotter than being wanted so intensely. Having a partner this long means they know what to do, and yet it's never boring, he sets her on fire like it's new every time.
She runs her fingers through his hair, touseling it, letting her fingers clutch to it tightly as his mouth continues to worship her. He barely gives her a second to feel anything other than desire, her breath coming in sharply. She hooks her leg around him and digs her heel into his ass, pulling when she wants him to move quicker and deeper inside of her.
Her back arches with the touch on her nipple and she tugs on his hair a little sharply, keeping it in place so he knows to keep torturing her there. ]
Harder, I want to feel you for days.
[ She can heal any aches instantly but that's the opposite of what she wants. She'll leave his bite marks and the trail of sucks on her skin, she'll touch them later and smile at the familiar sting. ]
[ He loves spoiling her more than anything. The words fall a bit muffled against her skin, only briefly lifting his head to grin at her before he's quick to resume said duties. His kisses grow more intense as their bodies naturally tangle closer, reacting and responding to each other. Those silent cues she gives him — like tugging on his hair — are like delightful little pinpricks of electricity, firing along his nerve endings, keeping him going when he knows he's headed in the right direction and he's giving her exactly what she wants.
It's when she tells him to go harder that he lifts his head again, momentarily smiling before biting his lip a bit, looking all the while like he's up to some mischief. She wants the ache of him to linger, and he thinks to be worried about hurting her for a moment except that he's quick to remind himself she's told him she wants this.
There is something a bit thrilling about it, too, that the memory of this moment might stay with her physically beyond just now. ]
Anything you ask of me.
[ This feels safe to promise. Here and now, it feels easy. Anything for her.
He has to kiss her lips briefly, though, and he does as he thrusts harder, moving to rest both forearms on either side of her again. A second or two later, his mouth moves again to her other breast, paying it the same attention, letting his tongue drag across its pebbled surface as they move together. ]
[ Julia laughs and arches up into him, no passive partner, her body moving with him in every perfect rock. There is a dance in this too, the way they are joined and in perfect sync, how they know what to say and do and touch and kiss to make the other one pant. She can't have him close enough, her body begging for him to stay inside, so they aren't apart for a second. Her every cell feels like it is on fire, electric from the pleasure he causes to rock through her.
She looks down at him and smirks back, a silent 'yes I know exactly what I want' look at him. Her own kind of mischief. Long ago, Julia was shy and hesitant to demand what she wanted, but now safe in his arms, she knows there's nothing she could say that would make him want her less. And it's the same for him. ]
Oh, yes.
[ She moans wantonly when he does exactly as she asks and the entire bed moves with them as he thrusts into her, her head spilling back into the mattress as she breathes in tight little pants. Her fingers cling to his hair while the other hand scratches her nails down his back sharply. She's not the only one who will be feeling this. Her nails graze down his arm and takes one of his hands, tugging it from the bed, forcing him to go down closer against her. She wants very little space between their bodies.
She also does it so she can put his fingers down exactly where she wants them, on the most sensitive part of her body. She could touch herself like she said before, but why do that, when she has a perfectly good man in her bed? Her hand in his hair tugs his head up. ]
Come inside me, give me everything.
[ Julia pulls him firmly up to her waiting mouth again. ]
[ He grins as he says it, though he's very quickly losing much sense of himself as their bodies move faster together. Those scratches against his back set his nerve endings on fire even more and he's as aroused and delighted as he's ever been, but she always knows how to do this to him. Knows every part of his body by now, and the intimacy of that absolutely thrills him. Beyond this moment, he'll carry the memory of their love-making a little longer and that's everything that he wants most.
Well, what he most wants right now is her pleasure, her release, and he's quick to oblige as she moves his hand. Slipping his fingers down to that most sensitive bundle of nerves, he keeps thrusting over and over, but touches her at the same time, the pad of his thumb moving with focused intensity while a euphoric madness envelops himself as he begins to lose himself to the pleasure of her surrounding him and touching him.
His eyes close now, head dropping as he moans lowly under his breath, smiling before losing control of himself again. And he's there, he's right there, before — another sharp sound halfway between a moan and gasp, and he's lost to absolute bliss, pressing his free hand harder against the mattress. There's only a few seconds of his thrusting slowing, though his thumb continues to move against her clit, wanting her with him, wanting to hear her and feel her let go. ]
[ Julia is very demanding, she is no passive partner. They've found so much joy together and it never seems to end. He can make her catch her breath like the first time, set her body on fire and every nerve ending tense, make her moan so loudly she's glad they're in their bedroom. There is a lot of intimacy between them and the expression of their bodies only brings them together as close as possible. That's one of her favorite parts. There is nothing of theirs that isn't touching right then. Every inch of their body, their minds, hearts, souls.
She's gone only a few seconds after him, the intensity of his touch on her as she feels him let go is all it takes. Her nails dig into his shoulders, not enough to draw blood but so he can definitely feel them there, her legs wrapped tightly around him to keep him inside of her longer. Julia likes to linger in these moments as both of their bodies shiver and convulse, adjusting to the aftermath.
She leans up to steal a kiss from him, slow and sweet, although she doesn't make it long before she has to rest back and gasp air that she'd lost in the middle of it. He was really making both of them work for it and she appreciates his commitment to his marital duties. She removes her nails from him to brush his dark hair off his brow, looking up at him with glowing red eyes. ]
[ As happens sometimes, when they're wrapped up together like this, the Doctor has the thought that maybe this level of intimacy had once been rare for him, something he couldn't allow, wouldn't accept, even ran from. As quickly as it always happens when these thoughts arise, it's gone and he's left with the satisfaction of watching Julia's expression as they linger in their shared pleasure and love. He could hold onto that kiss for a long while, but accepts when she has to pull away. They both need to catch a breath.
As her fingers move to brush against his brow, the Doctor smiles tenderly down at her, all the love he feels shining so obviously in his eyes. Then he cradles her face in his free hand, tracing a thumb close to her lower lip. ]
Oh, that I have never, ever doubted. Do you know it?
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Date: 2024-04-17 02:50 am (UTC)He could listen to her talk forever, he thinks, just sit and listen and let the hours do as they may. He even gets less fidgety when she talks, his attention drawn to her, no matter what she has to say.
When he returns this time to the place they've made their own together, it's quite early in the morning, the stars just beginning to fade as the last trace of shadows passes away. If he's timed it right, he's hoping he'll find Julia in their bed, perhaps playing at sleep or reading a book. She seems to always know when he's near, when he's only steps away from her. Whether it's just for his sake or she's truly relaxing of her own accord, the Doctor is more than pleased to find her curled up in their bed, her back to him, and he slips in carefully beside her, wrapping an arm securely around her waist before pressing his face up against the back of her head and smiling against her hair. ]
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Date: 2024-04-18 01:37 pm (UTC)He never fails to make her laugh. He never fails to surprise her in the sweetest ways. It is as far distance away from words that she could never find love again, and she has forgotten such cruelty, because love is all she feels when he smiles at her.
Julia is reading a book; the gods have inspired many fictional novels that delight her. She is in at least a few of them, although mostly as a guest star, driving people along the path they were meant to be. It makes her grin each time. She often finds their bed when she wants him to know she is within reach, a sign of couple time incoming, and he doesn't disappoint. She's smiling by the time she senses him in the room and sets the book down, leaning back into his embrace.
Her hair is very red by now, with warm red-gold eyes to go with it, although there are no fox elements when it's just them. She curls up an arm around his neck and runs fingers through his hair. ]
If it isn't my husband, back from an adventure.
[ Julia has such satisfaction when she uses his title because it means everything to her. Not all gods have married their loves but she is a woman of commitment. The title is a reflection of how she feels about him, an eternal bond. ]
Where have you been off to this time, Doctor?
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Date: 2024-04-19 04:21 am (UTC)[ The simplest and seemingly mundane and/or strangest of things make him happy, but it's always been that way. He snags her hand quickly after she's had a moment of playing with his hair. Occasionally, glimmers of stars seem to almost fall from his floppy, brown hair, most especially when he's happy. So, of course, his hair is practically shimmering now and it's all to do with her.
Grasping her fingers, he tugs her hand close to kiss her skin there. ]
Another good story, that one? You'll have to read some of it to me.
[ It's something he's come to enjoy so very much, the pair of them lying together, his head tucked against her chest or shoulder, her voice rumbling against his ear as she reads passage after passage. He could let the hours slip past so easily just listening to her. ]
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Date: 2024-04-19 03:51 pm (UTC)[ Julia knows that he loves technology, he eagerly brings it home sometimes, and she always finds it endearing. Despite being from a modern time, although she barely remembers it, she leans more toward magic, so she explores more of that when out on her own. Usually with the Fey, who worship less and feel more like friends to her.
She turns into him, tugging his arm where he's captured her hand to move over her waist so she can snuggle up against him comfortable. He does smell like the outside world, and he is shimmering, so very beautiful. She wrestles her hand away from him so she can caress his cheek, the love in her eyes unmistakable. Her brilliant, bizarre Doctor. She leaves the book to the side there, they can pick it up later if they want to. ]
It's about Mechapolis, or a science fiction-like book based on the idea the robots as more people-like.
[ They both know of stories from their worlds where robots are main characters and not the clockwork creatures that live in that city. So it's unsurprising someone here would have the creativity to create a timeline where that is possible, where they have personalities and lives and love stories. Julia appreciates minds that think outside the box like that. ]
And of course there's a romance in it between a robot and a human, trying to understand each other. [ She grins at him. ] Love conquers all.
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Date: 2024-04-19 10:46 pm (UTC)[ With all the fond teasing possible quite evident in his voice. Obviously, yes, yes, she does. Probably knew before he even said a word. Admittedly, he gets distracted by a great many things, but he's always loved gadgets, technological advancements, building things. He'd been spending time with Viktor working on engineering things that would produce renewable energy or benefit agriculture around the Free Cities; anything that keeps his busy mind going all at once!
When she faces him and her fingers brush up against his cheek, he has the feeling for a moment like everything all at once just clicks into place and makes sense. He feels that way every time they're together like this.
His hand rests firmly against her hip. As though she might actually have any thoughts to move at all, he simply enjoys the closeness. He's far more open than he might have been, in another life he can't remember. Unburdened from his past, his hearts feel free and clear, tethered to Julia and in love with this world and everyone in it, in some form or another. ]
Is one of us very adorably strange like a robot, between the two of us? Love rising above the oddness? [ He has nothing but a cheeky grin for her in response, well aware of his own...uniqueness. Some part of him, if he could remember, might have stray thoughts and firm opinions about certain types of robotic creatures. As it is, he just finds it all so terribly interesting, everywhere he roams. ]
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Date: 2024-04-20 10:23 pm (UTC)[ Julia says with a giggle. She would hope so, at least, given they share a life. There are no doubts in her heart or in her mind when it comes to him. Doubts about the world and her place in it, maybe sometimes, but she's never been someone with clarity of purpose. She knows that. It does feel like they're growing in the right direction though. She's done enough echoes today she could indulge in a silly robot book. ]
I'd say we're both suitably weird, Doctor. That's why we've never been an opposites attract kind of ship, we're on the same wavelength.
[ Julia may have forgotten a lot of parts about being on her earth, but there is still a certain lingo to the way she speaks, a fluidity of terms and references that make sense within her brain. She hasn't stopped her pop culture energy, despite no longer remembering the movies and television that used to occupy her mind. But books are always books, and tropes and ships still last within them.
She kisses him then, as natural as a hello, running her fingers through his hair, twirling the strands until the stars seem to light up inside it. They've been together for so long now and yet everything about him thrills her, delights her. He's beautiful and bizarre and all hers. She kisses him a second time before she can distract them both, but then pulls her head back, still wrapped in his arms. ]
Okay you can tell me about the gadgets now.
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Date: 2024-04-21 05:26 pm (UTC)[ That, at least, he's quick to concede, even with all his fond teasing. There has never been another to know him better, not that he can actually remember. It's Julia, it's always been her, and his own eyes hold so much love within their depths it might rival the sun that shines on this world. (Or so he thinks, in any case. With how much he loves her.) ]
Right, right, the ship thing — not sending cargo from here to the next territory, but the lovey eyes and kissy face sort of shipping. Do I do that, by the way? The woo-woo eyes. I feel it anyway, when I'm looking at you. Like I've gone all — tilted. In a good way.
[ Before he can chatter on much longer, she's kissing him, which is a good thing, a pleasant thing, a favorite thing, in fact. And his hand on her hip presses closer, keeping her anchored near him while he enthusiastically reciprocates, more than happy to indulge. ]
Gadgets...gadgets — what was I saying before?
[ Back to teasing again, sticking his tongue out briefly. ] You distracted me! You're good at that, too. But the gadgets, yes, I was playing in the lab with Viktor, we've got plans for harnessing solar power, renewable energy for the Free Cities. It's fun. Then I wandered over to Mechapolis after a bit, those automatons are a wonder.
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Date: 2024-04-22 02:14 am (UTC)[ Julia proves as much by kissy facing him a little more, laughing into their joined mouths as she does, so full of happiness at the moment that it practically showers over the two of them. They are an obnoxious couple around others, always lost in each other and finishing each other's sentences, a well-made match. She used to dream of the kind of love that she lives now, thinking it was impossible, she was asking too much. ]
Yes I'm a terrible distraction, go on, gadgets.
[ She is right up against him so she makes a little row of kisses across his brow, like a small crown, and to his cheek. She will keep being distracting but let him explain, and she isn't surprised at all that he was with Viktor and in Mechapolis. It's very him, it may be why she ended up with a book about it, knowing a robot story would please him. Julia's gone there with him before to see them, curious. ]
Solar power would be a great idea for them, considering the climate. They could cut down on a lot of unnecessary New Magic devices.
[ She may not be a genius like him and Viktor, but she knows good ideas when she hears them, and she did come from a modern world once upon a time. When solar was a last ditch effort against a tide, but that's not the truth here. They're getting ahead of it. She kisses his neck and nuzzles her nose into the skin there, pulling the covers over both their heads as if they're going to hide under there from the world. ]
I was going to go on a walkabout to Thorne at some point. [ She murmurs into his neck. ] I'm getting a lot of echoes from there.
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Date: 2024-04-22 05:39 am (UTC)He feels that way about her, too, always wanting to know what's occupying her time, what thrills her, delights her, or worse, what troubles her and makes her ache. He'll soothe away every pain if he can, make everything better, make her smile. ]
What are you doing —
[ The covers over them, he means. But even as he asks, he pushes closer to her, as though they can possibly get closer. His hand moves away from her hip for a moment, only so he can move his fingers through her hair tenderly, with all the love in the world for her.
He ducks his head a little, only to better kiss her neck in return, trailing kisses up and down her skin so tenderly. ]
Thorne? I'll come with you, of course. What's going on over there, though, what are you hearing?
[ That hand stroking her hair now shifts, coming to rest against her cheek, to cradle it in the palm of his hand. ]
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Date: 2024-04-23 01:07 am (UTC)[ Julia is genuinely interested in his interests. It's easy to be, due to his enthusiasm, she could listen to him enthuse for hours (she has, in fact, done that), but they also have similar interests. She maybe wasn't always an engineer tech person but she was on the other side of the 'magic and technology are basically the same thing' spectrum. It is like him to not be satisfied with answering prayers but also coming up with extra solutions to problems. ]
I'm making this our own little world and nothing outside of it exists.
[ She explains as they get blanketed, both in terms of a literal blanket and also with a little magical push to make them seem like they are in a cocoon of their own making. It's larger on the inside (ha) and she tilts her head back to encourage the kisses on her neck, hooking a lithe leg over his hip to keep him locked against her. They're a scattering of limbs all together and that's how she likes it. ]
They're worried about the path their nation is on. I can help.
[ Julia is the goddess of foresight so she is the one people turn to when they're unsure what their fate looks like. And she does have an idea of where it is headed. She can't stop it from happening, but she can guide them to the best possible outcome. Or the worst, it all depends. As someone who was once spiraled off into a fated path she didn't ask for, she knows how this can all go.
So of course she answers. She shows up to make it easier, as no one did for her. She runs her nails over the back of his neck and shoulders. ]
We can help.
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Date: 2024-04-24 01:08 am (UTC)[ Always them. Or so he hopes and wants, desperately. By every bit of strength he has, he'll fight to make that true. The way her body moves naturally in rhythm against his own is the most perfect feeling every time. His lips continue their steady drift towards her collarbone now, while his hand shifts from her hip to her thigh, holding her steady. ]
That's what we do. Now! Tell me —
[ He pulls back, only momentarily ceasing his kisses, but just so that he can meet her eyes and smile mischievously at her. ]
What else is in this little world you're making for us?
[ There's something about their perfect cocoon here being bigger on the side that feels familiar, though he can't quite latch on to why yet. He only knows it makes him feel happy, like wherever he is with her, he's already home. ]
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Date: 2024-04-24 01:43 am (UTC)[ Their areas of godly expertise aren't as perfectly matched as some others are, but they manage to work together just beautifully as a duo regardless. In a way, his hope-inspiring is very different from her reality grounding, but somehow it exists in a perfect balance. Either way, Thorne will be the better off for their visit. She knows there are a lot of their people who have reasons to hate Thorne and are probably intentionally ignoring them, but she has no such issues. She'll make up for what they lack.
While she knows that the Doctor himself doesn't care that much about what she wears to bed, negligees are as interesting to him as anything else, Julia herself likes wearing them because they make her feel pretty and comfortable. It's a nice little white one at the moment with matching underwear and his hand is very warm against her thigh. She appreciates that. ]
Well it's us and this bed. [ She grins and plays with his shirt. ] Do you want me to add a little Tiki bar? A pool? Maybe one of those robots you like? They'd have to avert their eyes though, once you get back to kissing me.
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Date: 2024-04-24 03:20 am (UTC)As for him, he's wearing a loose flowy sort of shirt, almost like a tunic. Different for him, something he's grown into and not something he wears all the time, but it happens to match her well. He can't quite give up the bow tie, though, even in god form and even though it doesn't go at all with this shirt. ]
I'll allow it, but only if there are those drinks with the fun umbrellas and the straws that make it all extra fizzy. [ He nearly laughs with delight as he teases, going right back to kissing her, running his hand from her thigh slowly up to her lower back, around to her stomach, then inching towards her chest. ]
Suppose we'll need to be alone for the rest of this, not safe for even the robots.
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Date: 2024-04-24 07:39 pm (UTC)Please, who do you think you're married to? [ She laughs. ] I would never give you a drink without a fun umbrella in it! [ Julia adds one to every drink she offers him, even if it's boring old water. She knows his whimsy well.]
Why, what do you plan on doing with me that's unsafe for robots?
[ She asks coyly, undoing his shirt and dancing her fingers along his chest. The best part of their lovemaking outside of the obvious is that they're very playful people and capable of laughing together no matter what. Love and affection spreads from every action. She was lucky enough to marry her best friend. ]
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Date: 2024-04-25 10:32 pm (UTC)[ Of course he's only jesting, but he does genuinely think well of the automatons, sentient or not. He values all life, adores all creations out there, loving in such abundance it might seem to some to be almost naive. And while Julia may not see the world quite from his
obnoxiouslyhopeful lens, he appreciates that she loves him for it. And, in all things, they balance each other so well and perfectly because he loves her perspective just as much.Since she's so kindly relieved him of his shirt, he shrugs out of it the rest of the way before turning his attention on doing the same for her, wanting unfettered access to her bare skin. He knows every mark of her well by now, every curve, every dip, every angle, but when he focuses like this so intently on her, it might almost seem that he's charting a new course, dropping kisses to her skin like little landmarks to claim her. The Doctor tends to take his time, building to a slow crescendo, wanting to feel her gradually warm and squirm beneath him, on top of him, or beside him — however their bodies end up tangling together. For now, he only wants to dote on her, spoil her, learn her all over again. ]
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Date: 2024-04-26 01:02 am (UTC)[ Julia laughs at him and slips the negligee right off herself, tossing it to pool on the ground next to the bed. They won't be needing it any time soon. She wiggles out of her underwear, eager to be bare around him, only remembering the joy of being with someone who loves her. There are no dark memories, nothing that gives her reason to pause, only to enjoy. He does make her feel like she's being worshipped by him, the way his mouth moves over her, and she lets him dote and adore, as heat moves through her body.
But she also knows that he gets endlessly distracted and tortures her (lovingly) if she lets him, so she hooks her leg more around him and pushes, sliding on top before he can kiss her into insanity. Julia smiles and slides back so she can divest him of the rest of his clothes, pouncing back on him moments later like a very content cat about to catch her prey. She's so dainty compared to him that he could easily turn the tide at any time.
She straddles him comfortably and shakes her long red hair out, bare to him physically and emotionally. Just the way they both like it. ]
If I use a swear word at you, will you blush?
[ This is completely just a tease since she finds that adorable about him, although it's never had her shy away from saying what she wants to. She picks up his hand, kissing the palm, and places it onto her breast as an open invitation. ]
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Date: 2024-04-26 03:50 am (UTC)[ He is, of course, well aware of how he fumbles when she swears. He's also not entirely oblivious to the fact that she's putting him on because she can, because she likes it and wants to. She knows how to press his buttons so perfectly, get him flustered, and he loves every part of it. Somehow, even after all this time, she makes everyday feel like a new adventure between them.
No matter how many times they've bared themselves to each other and made love together, it's like seeing her again for the first time. He's endlessly captivated and it doesn't matter how well loved her skin has been by his lips and fingers, she's a wonder to him, like the stars themselves. As her body straddles his and she guides his hand to her breast, he's quick to cradle the other, stroking the pads of his thumbs across the soft flesh, back and forth across her nipples, around every curve. As he looks up at her, his eyes hold both arousal and awe in them altogether, like she's the sun itself parting the clouds after a long night, bringing a new dawn.
Beautiful, and perfect. ]
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Date: 2024-04-26 04:50 pm (UTC)Her breath catches and she reaches down to wrap a hand around him, stroking him slowly to get him interested in more than just looking at her. She leans down and kisses him light and teasing, brushing her mouth against his cheek and over to his ear. She rocks her body down against him, speeding up her hand a little to make his breath catch instead. ]
I want you inside me. [ She tells him softly, kissing his ear. ] I want you to fuck me.
[ There's the promised swear and she smiles, biting the ear lobe. They've had plenty of sex and when she gets frisky and wants something a little more intense than sweet lovemaking, that is the key word of communication with him. She likes every type of sex they have, but sometimes she wants passion to consume her, for him to drive her insane. ]
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Date: 2024-04-27 02:22 am (UTC)He'll deny it!But she is the perfect view, captivating him the moment she enters any room, any plane of existence. It's good she takes the initiative like she does or they'd be here a bit with him waxing poetic about how their bodies fit together. He does fully intend to spoil her, of course, it's only that he could go on like this for ages just focused solely on her. But then she says that and there's a heat that envelops his body suddenly. ]
Repeat tha— oh.
[ That. Yes. That perfectly delightful, hypnotizing touch that immediately silences all thought. What power she has over him, and she certainly uses these powers for...very good. When she strokes him and bites at his ear (he's always enjoyed those little nibbles), it all has the intended effect, and his demeanor shifts, more focused. No less playful and loving, but far more intense as he starts to wiggle beneath her. Pushing her hand away gently and moving his own hands from her breasts, it's only so that he can deftly switch their positions to straddle her now.
He could be cruel and delay it a moment longer — and he has before — but even he is growing impatient now, his body naturally responding to hers as he presses closer. His eyes lock onto hers briefly before ducking his head to press heated kisses against her neck at the same moment he joins their bodies in a swift motion, thrusting into her as a soft groan falls from his lips. ]
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Date: 2024-04-28 10:24 pm (UTC)She hungrily watches his face when he reacts to her touch and words and she eagerly rolls with him so that he can settle on top of her. Julia is glad that when she asks him directly for it, he usually doesn't torment her. He knows when she's fine for the two of them to make it last, but sometimes she just really needs him inside of her.
It's why she's already wrapping her legs around him when he moves between her legs, holding her breath in anticipation with his weight on top of her. He can see the desire in her eyes before she sighs and tips her head back, welcoming his kiss on her neck. Julia moans loudly when he thrusts inside and her hands grip on him, one in his mess of hair and the other on his shoulder.]
Fuck, yes.
[ She says breathily, gratefully, and tightens around him, enjoying the feel of him hot and hard. ]
I miss you so much when we're apart. Touching myself thinking about you isn't nearly as satisfying.
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Date: 2024-05-02 01:30 am (UTC)[ Those words only serve to spur him on, of course, and though he's not wild and untamed when they make love, he's extraordinarily focused, deliberate, intent. Her pleasure is paramount to him, his own just an afterthought but just her touch, her words, her movements, delight him enough. Joined together like this, being able to touch and kiss the expanse of her body so freely — it's all that needs or wants.
But he can't stop at her neck, of course he can't. He thrusts so precisely, a practiced motion, borne of knowing her so intimately now. He's not too slow, not too fast, but as he moves, the Doctor's lips trail heated kisses from her neck to the base of her throat, ever so lightly nibbling to leave a little mark before he trails lower to her breasts. He's braced on one side of her with his forearm, allowing movement of his other hand to cup her breast, stroking that soft flesh while he indulges by kissing the soft curves of her other breast, eventually taking her nipple between his lips.
Before the day is done, he promises to himself that he'll have kissed every bit of flesh on her body. He doesn't think she'll mind.
He's clearly missed her, too. ]
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Date: 2024-05-04 10:07 pm (UTC)[ In every possible way he does. The Doctor is fully focused on her pleasure and she knows that, and she gives it to him because it makes him happy, just as he does her. There are few things hotter than being wanted so intensely. Having a partner this long means they know what to do, and yet it's never boring, he sets her on fire like it's new every time.
She runs her fingers through his hair, touseling it, letting her fingers clutch to it tightly as his mouth continues to worship her. He barely gives her a second to feel anything other than desire, her breath coming in sharply. She hooks her leg around him and digs her heel into his ass, pulling when she wants him to move quicker and deeper inside of her.
Her back arches with the touch on her nipple and she tugs on his hair a little sharply, keeping it in place so he knows to keep torturing her there. ]
Harder, I want to feel you for days.
[ She can heal any aches instantly but that's the opposite of what she wants. She'll leave his bite marks and the trail of sucks on her skin, she'll touch them later and smile at the familiar sting. ]
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Date: 2024-05-08 12:19 am (UTC)[ He loves spoiling her more than anything. The words fall a bit muffled against her skin, only briefly lifting his head to grin at her before he's quick to resume said duties. His kisses grow more intense as their bodies naturally tangle closer, reacting and responding to each other. Those silent cues she gives him — like tugging on his hair — are like delightful little pinpricks of electricity, firing along his nerve endings, keeping him going when he knows he's headed in the right direction and he's giving her exactly what she wants.
It's when she tells him to go harder that he lifts his head again, momentarily smiling before biting his lip a bit, looking all the while like he's up to some mischief. She wants the ache of him to linger, and he thinks to be worried about hurting her for a moment except that he's quick to remind himself she's told him she wants this.
There is something a bit thrilling about it, too, that the memory of this moment might stay with her physically beyond just now. ]
Anything you ask of me.
[ This feels safe to promise. Here and now, it feels easy. Anything for her.
He has to kiss her lips briefly, though, and he does as he thrusts harder, moving to rest both forearms on either side of her again. A second or two later, his mouth moves again to her other breast, paying it the same attention, letting his tongue drag across its pebbled surface as they move together. ]
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Date: 2024-05-13 02:39 am (UTC)[ Julia laughs and arches up into him, no passive partner, her body moving with him in every perfect rock. There is a dance in this too, the way they are joined and in perfect sync, how they know what to say and do and touch and kiss to make the other one pant. She can't have him close enough, her body begging for him to stay inside, so they aren't apart for a second. Her every cell feels like it is on fire, electric from the pleasure he causes to rock through her.
She looks down at him and smirks back, a silent 'yes I know exactly what I want' look at him. Her own kind of mischief. Long ago, Julia was shy and hesitant to demand what she wanted, but now safe in his arms, she knows there's nothing she could say that would make him want her less. And it's the same for him. ]
Oh, yes.
[ She moans wantonly when he does exactly as she asks and the entire bed moves with them as he thrusts into her, her head spilling back into the mattress as she breathes in tight little pants. Her fingers cling to his hair while the other hand scratches her nails down his back sharply. She's not the only one who will be feeling this. Her nails graze down his arm and takes one of his hands, tugging it from the bed, forcing him to go down closer against her. She wants very little space between their bodies.
She also does it so she can put his fingers down exactly where she wants them, on the most sensitive part of her body. She could touch herself like she said before, but why do that, when she has a perfectly good man in her bed? Her hand in his hair tugs his head up. ]
Come inside me, give me everything.
[ Julia pulls him firmly up to her waiting mouth again. ]
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Date: 2024-05-18 11:56 pm (UTC)[ He grins as he says it, though he's very quickly losing much sense of himself as their bodies move faster together. Those scratches against his back set his nerve endings on fire even more and he's as aroused and delighted as he's ever been, but she always knows how to do this to him. Knows every part of his body by now, and the intimacy of that absolutely thrills him. Beyond this moment, he'll carry the memory of their love-making a little longer and that's everything that he wants most.
Well, what he most wants right now is her pleasure, her release, and he's quick to oblige as she moves his hand. Slipping his fingers down to that most sensitive bundle of nerves, he keeps thrusting over and over, but touches her at the same time, the pad of his thumb moving with focused intensity while a euphoric madness envelops himself as he begins to lose himself to the pleasure of her surrounding him and touching him.
His eyes close now, head dropping as he moans lowly under his breath, smiling before losing control of himself again. And he's there, he's right there, before — another sharp sound halfway between a moan and gasp, and he's lost to absolute bliss, pressing his free hand harder against the mattress. There's only a few seconds of his thrusting slowing, though his thumb continues to move against her clit, wanting her with him, wanting to hear her and feel her let go. ]
here I am a million years later
Date: 2024-06-03 01:19 am (UTC)She's gone only a few seconds after him, the intensity of his touch on her as she feels him let go is all it takes. Her nails dig into his shoulders, not enough to draw blood but so he can definitely feel them there, her legs wrapped tightly around him to keep him inside of her longer. Julia likes to linger in these moments as both of their bodies shiver and convulse, adjusting to the aftermath.
She leans up to steal a kiss from him, slow and sweet, although she doesn't make it long before she has to rest back and gasp air that she'd lost in the middle of it. He was really making both of them work for it and she appreciates his commitment to his marital duties. She removes her nails from him to brush his dark hair off his brow, looking up at him with glowing red eyes. ]
Do you know how much I love you?
always worth waiting for! want to wrap soon?
Date: 2024-06-08 11:17 pm (UTC)As her fingers move to brush against his brow, the Doctor smiles tenderly down at her, all the love he feels shining so obviously in his eyes. Then he cradles her face in his free hand, tracing a thumb close to her lower lip. ]
Oh, that I have never, ever doubted. Do you know it?
[ That, to him, is most important. ]
And wrap! cuties
Date: 2024-06-16 01:50 am (UTC)[ Julia laughs, knowing that's not what he meant, and she kisses his tracing thumb. ]
Yes. I do. [ She kisses him light and playful, repeating each time: ] I do I do I do.