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arting-block · 1 year

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𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐢 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 | 11th Doctor x F!Reader

❝𝘪 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘳𝘦.❞

Summary: The Doctor doesn't need sex, just you

Warnings: Grinding, P in V sex, hints of sub!Doctor

Words: 1K

A/N: HAHAHA I'm back!! I had this scenario rotting in my brain and I needed to get it out. This does take place in Stranger in a Strange Land, but this fic can be read as a stand-alone!

The Doctor has no need for romance. Eons spent traveling the cosmos trying to save everyone from destruction leaves little room for trivial things. His need for sex is even lower.

“Please,” a breathy whine, a slight gasp. The Doctor’s hands gripped the cloth of the bedsheets in hopes he could gain control of his erratic heaving. Everything’s too hot, too much. Despite the tops of his shirt being undone and his jacket laying on the floor, his bodily temperature keeps rising, “There’s people in the other room—”

His voice ended with a pitched cry as your fingers went to the zipper of his pants. Light pressure from your fingers sent his mind into a frenzy. A mix of cold dread and pure excitement pools in his chest all the way down. The Doctor could easily stop your hands. One word and you would step back.

Sex isn’t important, he doesn’t crave it. Plenty of beautiful men and women have thrown themselves at his feet and he spared them no glance. From powerful queens to cheeky immortals. Hell, even his own companions have tried and ultimately failed to garner any carnal desire from him.

The Doctor tightened his hold on the bed when you moved to hover above his lap. Your perfume invades his nose and your hand cups his burning face. He couldn’t help but stare helplessly at your face. Your beautiful, terrifying face.

“Yet you don’t want me to stop,” it was a casual statement. No tremors or wavers in your voice; it was the truth. You place the palm of your hand on his flushed chest, sliding up and around the back of his neck, “I can taste your desire.”

He curses your ability to understand his body. How your hands ignite a path of fire wherever they caress. How your searing kiss to the tender spot on his neck makes him emit pathetic noise at the back of throat. How you press your clothed core on his lap and he jumps. His hands find the curve of your waist, pushing downwards for any relief to your cruel torture. He hates how your breathy laugh makes his pants tighter.

“Please,” another whine.

Your smile shows no mercy, “Please what, Doctor?”

The way his name slips out of your mouth with a hint of cruelty, a dash of need, sends him in a spiral. You hands busy themselves with unbuttoning the rest of his shirt, making sure to trail your hands down his chest to his pelvis. The palms of your hands are cool against his flushed skin. He feels everything from the drumming of his two hearts to the slick accumulating on top of his pants.

The Doctor doesn't need sex.

“I need you, love. Please—” your hips ground on him once more, nearly jumbling his speech “ —fuck me.”

Who were you to deny your beloved Doctor?

Grabbing his flushed face, you preoccupied his senses with the taste of your lips. The Doctor melted into you, eagerly meeting your kiss with equal vigor. His mind was close to blanking, something he never thought possible. It seemed the longer you indulged him the more dopamine seemed to numb his consciousness.

You tangle into him until there’s no distinction from your body to his. Every gasp he emits makes you shiver. Every moan you slip makes The Doctor want to flip you over and show you how cruel you’ve been.

Pulling back, you take a look at The Doctor’s disheveled appearance. Pride swells in your chest seeing the almighty Doctor submit to your whims with just a kiss. The air tastes of his need and your spine tingles from The Doctor’s unspoken trust in you. A silent prayer; trust that you will alleviate the ache in his chest and underneath your lap.

Sex was never something he needed. He can live without the intimacy of another. He’s done it for centuries so why not a century longer?

“Doctor,” your eyes close and brows furrow. The sound of your whine permeates the fog of his mind and zero in on the bliss on your face.

The tension in your face relaxes and you allow yourself to give into the pleasure. The Doctor can't help but marvel at your expression.

He can’t go a century longer. Not after meeting you—fucking you until neither of you can choke a sentence. The moment you allowed him to bury himself between your thighs, he knew sex wasn't something he craved. Sex in itself wasn't what he wanted.

No, what he wanted—needed—was you. How could he not? His body craves the love you pour into each drag of your finger. Your lingering kiss on his jaw that tingles for seconds after. A cheeky grin and a promise sealed with a wink.

The sight of your undoing, all because of him is what he wants. Tossing your head back, screaming his name until you finally stop trembling. How you cling onto him like he’s the only solid thing in the world.

Selfishly, he only wants your pleasure and nothing else.

“I love this,” a hushed confession; a bright smile on your face, “I love you.”

Your words send fire into his blood. No matter how many times that phrase has been uttered, it still makes his two hearts stop.

Air hits The Doctor’s length and you are delighted in the hiss he lets out. You move your soaked underwear to the side and allow The Doctor to buck his hips up. The head of his cock nudges your entrance and you have to bite down a groan.

“How do you want it, hm?” you dip close to his ear to ensure he never misses a word. Lining up his length towards your center, you delight in his stuttered breathing, “Slow and gentle?”

You dropped your hips downward and watched as The Doctor’s head tilted back, baring his throat to you. Your cunt stretches to accommodate the intrusion, but the pleasure it brings lights the fire in your stomach. Reaching for the back of The Doctor’s head, you force his head up.

Wild green eyes stare back at you. You imagined your expression is no different.

“Or do you prefer I fuck you instead?”

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shuichiakainx · 6 months

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Matt is too adorable in this photo 🥺🧡

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c0ffinshit · 6 months

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I Can See You (11th Doctor x Reader) Smut Oneshot

a/n: welcome to the first part of my short story collection called “The Doctor Will See You Now.” i hope you all as excited as i am! word count: 3,833 warnings: teachers au, fluff, soulmate au (if you squint), little dialogue, age gap, mentions of sex and masturbation before the smut, praise kink, vanilla cunnilingus

"And we kept everything professional, but something's changed, it's something I like. They keep watchful eyes on us, so it's best that we move fast and keep quiet." - Taylor Swift

1956, somewhere towards the tail end of England, a doctor sits at his desk, looking over at the same pieces of papers. Homework from his first batch of classes. He puts his hands on his face. Sure, every teacher should be worried about the brilliance of their students. But that wasn’t what he was worried about. He was apprehensive about his newly hired teaching assistant, (Y/N) (L/N).

He thought you were a bright young woman, keeping your hair neat and all your clothes clean and ironed. He always wanted to keep his distance from you. So he doesn’t repeat what happened with his past teaching assistant. The Doctor wanted a clean record. He pushes away from his desk in his chair, finally getting ready to go home. But his mind began to wander.

Earlier in the day, you spoke with him about a future project, seeing who would be willing to participate and pass it. When the end of the conversation came to a head, you giggled at one of his attempts at a joke. You pull at your skirt a little. He notices more of your thigh, including a small accidental flash of your undergarments. It just happened. He didn’t want to make you more nervous than you seemed, so he didn’t speak to anyone about it. A secret he could have all to himself. Something to ruin with his own sick and twisted imagination. Innocent, turned dirty by his own hand.

You sat alone in your apartment, as you always did. There wasn’t much to do when all you could do was think about that Doctor. His smile, the way his eyes would focus on you when you spoke. It was always those little things that drove you mad about him. You began to wonder what he thought of you. Did he think you were pretty? Did he want you to wear shorter skirts again?

You thought about spying on your neighbors again.

You pull the blanket closer to your chest as you get up and listen to your neighbors, an older married couple. Typically, you would study them silently, a cup to the wall, taking notes of everything they did together. Tonight wasn’t any different. The wife was cooking dinner for him, kissing and making one another laugh. Them being as intimate as you imagined yourself with the Doctor.

A few months before you met him, you studied day and night. Your dream of working at a college was on the horizon. When the day finally came, you walked up to the stage and accepted your fate as an English professor. As you looked for jobs, your heart began to sink deeper and deeper into your chest. It didn’t seem like anyone was looking to hire a fresh-out-of-college English teacher anywhere.

Suddenly, you find a job at a college as a teaching assistant. An assistant? You went to school for six years, and the only job available at a college was a teaching assistant. With a defeated sigh, you called the college and scheduled an interview. After said interview, it took them a few days to finally get back to you about the job. Once you opened your mailbox for the fourth time that week, a letter accepting you into their system greeted you. It contains the usual things, even saying you would be working with the Doctor, the most respectable man in the institution’s history.

The Doctor quietly shut the door of his pearl-white car. After hopping from century to decade to millennium, he thought it would be time to slow down and get serious about what he wanted. Sex wasn’t crucial, but the Doctor wanted something to call his own. Having a lover in his life wasn’t that important either, but he wanted you more than anything. The Doctor never wanted someone that bad before. He was tired of running, walking, and time-traveling. A hot cup of tea and you were all he needed.

The key turns with his hand, turning the car on with a small ding. He wanted to go anywhere but back to the TARDIS. The TARDIS was lonely and quiet, filled with knobs and future technology. The only other place he knew was your apartment. Your apartment had old books, statues of pilgrim girls, and a TV that didn’t have many channels. The place smelled of old wax long melted away, and cracks in the plaster lined almost every wall. Your apartment felt like it could cave in at a moment’s notice. But in his mind, he would rather spend the rest of his night in a place with thin walls and the same few reruns on the same few channels than a place he called home for so many years.

So that settles it. The Doctor backs out of his spot in the large parking lot, turning left towards the exit gate.

You had actually met the Doctor long before you had ever realized. When you were in your later high school years, the new science teacher had gone missing a few days before the school was set to open for classes. The Doctor had been on his own for a while by this point. Amelia and Rory had died at the dreadful hands of a weeping angel, unable to enjoy any of his new misadventures. Before Clara, the Doctor knew that the absence of Rory and Amelia would send him down a path of risky choices and, ultimately, his own new pain to heal, as a fresh wound would cross over a scar. In almost a manic state, he thought he could pull off being a high school teacher. But not any teacher, your new science teacher. A part of him thought this would be an easy way to find a new companion one way or another. Whether it be a teacher looking for a new way to spice up their life or a young woman looking for a new boy to fawn over. The Doctor was a shoo-in for the job with mature teaching ability but with a kind, funnier side, keeping the topics of biology and chemistry light with jokes and foxy comments.

One of the few things he remembers about that year was when you talked to your friends. Quiet whispers during class would quickly become loud, bombastic laughter the minute the bell rang. He only listened when the conversation would turn to your secret crush on him. Your friends nudged you during group work whenever his eye lingered on you. The way they giggled when he made a vaguely inappropriate joke. But that was your friends; you were a different story. It was clear to him that you were smart, just purposely failing for one reason or another. Whenever he would pull you aside to speak about it, your eyes would glaze over as you watched his eyes sink into yours. The minute the conversation ended, you would run off to hide until your next class. You wondered why you couldn’t be normal about him. The Doctor was two years older than you, or so he said. But it could be that wrong, could it?

Your hands continued to pull up the blanket, pulling it over your head. At this point, you didn’t want to be reminded how much you desired the Doctor. How badly you wanted him to wrap his arms around you or whisper sweet nothing to you as your eyes fluttered shut. Still, you can’t help but listen. The couple is eating dinner peacefully, talking about their days at work. But out of your window, you see the Doctor’s car pull up just outside your building.

As he finally pulls up to your apartment building, he sees you with your orange blanket over your head, leaning against the wall. The Doctor glances up, watching you and thinking about the massive mistake he is making. The wind pushes his hair out of his face.

‘This can’t be the right thing to do.’ He thought as he opened the car door anyway. He continues looking up. That’s when your eyes meet his. You move away from the wall and walk to the window, looking down at him.

Panic sets in. As if you had summoned him using your mind into your apartment’s parking lot. The second you look back out the window, the Doctor is gone. The panic feeling suddenly gets worse. You sit back down on the couch, trying to avoid the future sound of a doorbell ringing. Your ears lead back to your neighbors, still eating and laughing.

Your doorbell buzzes, followed shortly by another buzz. The last thing you needed was a big, grand scene in your loud apartment building. The Doctor stands outside your door, waiting. He thought about how impatient he would be if this were any other person. If there’s one thing the Doctor knew about being alive, it was that time moved so much slower than ever. But as he thought, the Doctor realized the faint feeling of calm whenever he thought about you. That’s why he could never get mad at you for not answering the door. The two hearts in his chest beat like one. As the Doctor fidgeted with his fingers, soft rain crawled against the glass of your window, still not letting the poor man in.

‘This is a bad idea, right?’ The Doctor thinks as he opens the door to your apartment building and walks up each step.

The Doctor knocks on the door, waiting for you to answer. It's not like he can leave you after scaring you like that. The Doctor almost doubts you will answer the door, leaving him in his soaking wet clothes. He shakes his head. You are one of the sweetest people the Doctor has ever known. In his mind, you are the reason he kept running. Not to save the world across multiple timelines with different companions each time, shedding his skin every so often. But to find you every time, in every universe, and in the same apartment building.

You look over to the door again, still thinking about opening it. The series of unfortunate events goes as follows in your mind: You get up from the couch and open the door to the Doctor just awkwardly standing there; the two of you break out into a conversation about what he happens to be doing at your apartment on a Saturday night after work, he proclaims his love for you and you, out of fear, reject him. The Doctor goes on a big rant about how you should really give him a chance. But by this point, you can only hear your heart beating, so you slam the door in his face.

I mean, isn’t that the way it always goes?

Sure, you did actually like him, but it was not like you were planning on telling him anytime soon. It's not like you feared his reaction; the Doctor isn’t exactly at the top of the scariest individuals ever. And yet, your legs pick up for your body from the couch and walk over the door. You place your hand gingerly on the doorknob, turning it slowly.

‘This is a bad idea, right?’ You think as you open the door.

Upon opening the door, the Doctor’s head pops his head up. He smiles. You try to avoid his gaze, unlike how you did when you were a schoolgirl.

"Fancy seeing you here." You mumble.

The Doctor’s hand twitches as he hears you speak. It felt so good hearing your voice again, even though he had heard it earlier that day. You shyly look up, still avoiding direct eye contact. The Doctor’s eyes softly as he sees you look up. He could sense how nervous you were, but he wanted to tell you he wasn’t there to hurt you. In his arms, he would make everything feel good. "Listen, um," The Doctor started, trying to keep his thoughts in one place.

"I wanted to come here and say…" The Doctor’s voice trails off. He doesn’t know how to put this.

"You love me?" You reply, trying to keep your voice down.

The Doctor didn’t think it would be that clear that the feeling was that obvious. It didn’t help how you said it, so matter-of-fact, which you didn’t detect. Maybe you did know that you pulled your skirt as a sign of flirting.

That part was valid that, over time, you had been flirting with the idea of being with the Doctor. Including playing with your skirt when you knew he was looking. Sure, you did other things to get him to notice you, like wearing makeup to highlight your eyes or shorter skirts and tight shirts.

But he never bothered to actually flirt with you. It could’ve been possible that he thought you had a partner or, god forbid, you were married. You had never told him about such people because you had none to speak of. No lover to call your own.

"Um, yeah, something like that." He laughs awkwardly.

Your face flushed with the red hue of your blood, and your heart started beating faster. You thought you were going to die. Your eyes meet his. This has never happened before. A new feeling washes over you.

Love. No longer an innocent, flirty crush. He felt like a lover at that moment. You grab his face and pull him into a passionate kiss, dropping your orange blanket onto the carpet floor of the hallway. His lips were soft, although a bit wet. Meanwhile, the night sky became darker, and rain began to fall, hitting against your windows. The winds outside, once soft and free, became harsh and fast.

You pull him into your apartment, careful not to trip over or break anything. Your kiss was like that as well; it was unbreakable and wistful. You wanted him more than anything at that moment. He pulled away for a second and uttered the words you dreamed about hearing: "I want you."

The Doctor said he wanted you. Something just clicked in your head. Nothing was holding you back at this point. You begin to untie his iconic bowtie and unbutton his shirt, his tan blazer falling to the floor. The Doctor told himself to remain calm and sensual. One of the many things that made you squirm in your seat and have a slight blush on your cheeks was when he remained mysterious and alluring. That was the only thing that was a constant. He grabs your hips and pulls you closer to him, his nose ghosting over your neck.

You, on the other hand, didn’t care what he did. As long as your hands were on his body and vice versa, the rest didn’t matter. The last thing that mattered was staying calm. The Doctor lets out a soft moan. You place your body back on the couch again, looking at the man you’ve been craving all this time. He loved that your eyes flickered like a candle in the wind. Your body moved in a way that was borderline pornographic, slowly moving from side to side. He notices this and moves on top of you, his knee closer to your heat. It’s like he knew your body in and out, predicting your every move.

‘Gently, now.’ He thought as his hands moved closer to the side of your breasts, cupping them in his bony hands.

Your cunt twitches at the feeling. The Doctor held you like you were a wine glass. Which, in his mind, was the only way to touch you. He may have only known you for a few months; he wasn’t ready to let you leave his touch yet.

After all, he’s the only Time Lord left. He’s had so many companions that, after a while, it became hard to keep track of. After falling in love with so many different people, it felt impossible to feel that kind of love again. Then, he was in 1951, in the middle of a busy high school hallway, struggling to find himself or where his room was. A lovely young woman walks by, struggling to hold her books. The Doctor locks eyes with her and asks her the time. She replies: “1:30.” That was when the Doctor finally knew he was in the right place, at the right time.

The Doctor moves down to the neck, planting gentle kisses as he moves. You let out a soft moan, careful to make your neighbor not hear. Your mother always told you to settle down soon and have a husband to care for you. To be frank, she wasn’t clear about the husband part. Sometimes, a husband is an extraterrestrial from a distant planet, most likely older than one thousand years old.

"Please," you beg softly.

"Are you sure?" He asks, knowing he might regret it if you say no.

You nod your head.

He nods back.

The Doctor crawls down your body, taking in every part of you. Your biceps were held neatly above your head, and your breathing got heavier the lower he went. He positioned one knee on the plush carpeted floor. The Doctor's breathing slowed as the Doctor went under your nightdress.

The Doctor hooks your panties and pulls them down, exposing your wet pussy. He unthinkingly pockets the underwear, letting a part of the soft cotton peek out as a reminder of you. Taking a finger, the Doctor gently flicks under the hood of your clit. As you can imagine, sex isn’t something the Doctor doesn’t get to have often, so he is a bit rusty. He could feel his two hearts beat with every soft flick of his finger. Your body twitches for a second, praying for more contact. He suddenly got the idea to slip a single finger inside of you. Even the thought of the moans you would let out made his already hard dick almost painful.

"I’m going to put a single finger inside you, okay?" He stated, "If you don’t like it, tell me, okay?"

"Yes," You say softly.

"Yes, what?" The Doctor repeats.

You think for a moment. "Yes, Doctor."

He smirks, "Good girl."

His fingertip touches the wet walls of your cunt. His middle finger gently pushes against your G-spot, making you whimper.

‘She wants more.’

Of course, being the lovely Doctor, he continues to nurse your G-spot but starts to kiss your inner thighs. His lips were a faint red and slick with spit. Teasing was one of the many things he wanted to try, but he never found the right partner. He understood that this is what you needed. You felt so pent up with sexual frustration. Year after year, you felt more disappointed with the partners in your life, sexually speaking. And yet the Doctor, after knowing you for so little time, could read your body like a book. Through desperation, the Doctor managed to undo his tight belt and unzip his beige dress pants with his free hand. He starts to palm his cock through his boxers as he continues.

"Please…more." She whines, getting tired of all the teasing.

He chuckles, "Sorry, I got carried away. Don’t worry, I’ve got you."

The Doctor thrusts his ring finger inside, plunging slightly into your canal. As he glances down at your poor, throbbing clit, he notes that it looks like a pink pearl inside of an oyster. He places a gentle kiss on it and mumbles something inaudible. Your back suddenly arches up as the waves of pleasure carry over you again. Honestly, you hadn’t felt anything like it before. It almost felt inhuman. The whimpers were now replaced with a slightly louder moan. You start slowly grinding at the air, hoping for any contact with him. His touch on your clit was all you could think about.

"That’s it, good girl. God, you deserve this more than anyone right now." The Doctor says. The Doctor continues to work on your clit, starting with soft cat-like licks. His hands ran slowly up your calves.

This was it. The moment the Doctor had been waiting for, the moment to be close to you. It was never how he imagined it, but honestly, he would have cared less. To run his hands up your legs as the Doctor continued to tease you felt like something the Doctor would come up with on a boring night in the TARDIS. It reminds him of all the times he daydreams about unbuttoning those perfect blouses you always wore when there was an important meeting you have to attend. Sure, those types of daydreams were few and far between. It didn’t stop his sick imagination much from thinking about it anyway whenever you got just a little too close to his face.

You could hardly contain every moan or groan that came out of your body. It felt involuntary. Your soft hands move down and grab a part of the Doctor's luscious dark brown hair. The desire for him to be rougher with you was growing stronger by the minute. Sure, being romantic and sensual is always an idea you love. But this is the Doctor. Everything is different with him. With the Doctor, the romance could be thrown aside if he wants. If he wants to tie you up and degrade you, you are willing to buy the rope and let your eyes roll into the back of your skull for pleasure.

"More," you encourage, "Don’t be scared. I don’t bite."

The Doctor’s eyes look up at you, meeting your eyes.

Your eyes seemly convey everything he thought about on the humble drive over. The emphatic love you two have been feeling, along with the unchecked sexual tension the two of you also have. The Doctor went from soft and cat-like to expansive and slow. He relaxes the back of his tongue against your clit and moans, his delicate eyes still looking up at you.

The sense of human eye contact can be used in many ways. And it is clear that as your eyes start to flutter, you are closing in on your climax. The Doctor knows that he has to keep an invariant pace so as not to lose the orgasm. Most people would describe a good peak as “seeing stars” or “leg shaking.” Yours, however, was more like seeing a whole nebula and jittering. As the spasm came and went, your vision went from blurry to clear in seconds. You sit up on the couch, looking down at a kneeing Doctor.

Touching his cheek with your hand, the Doctor smiles, grazing his smile against it.

Your eyes go wide at a sudden realization, "Doctor, you didn’t–"

Before you can finish your sentence, the Doctor sits next to you on the couch.

"That’s not what matters. What matters is that you did." He spreads his arms out, pulling you into a hug. You roll your eyes jokingly and hug him back.

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rhaenyrathecruell · 1 month

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I DONT WANT TO SLEEP WITH MATT SMITH

BUT THE Parasites IN ME WANTS HiM

THE DEMON IN ME WANTS MATT SMITH

#house of the dragon #hotd #hotd fanart #pleaseeee #matt smith x reader #matt smith #doctor who #11th doctor #daemon targaryen smut #daemon targaryen

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deanwinchesterlady · 10 months

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#11th doctor #hotd #matt smith #matt smith fanfiction #matt smith smut #doctor who #daemon targeryan #matt smith x reader #house of the dragon #wattpad #mattsmith x oc

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abbygrabska · 5 months

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context: I started it in September and last time I wrote in the doc was November

#doctor who smut #doctor who x reader #11th doctor x reader

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abbygracerecs · 6 months

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Doctor Who Fic Reccommendations

9th Doctor

I love you - @alloftheimagines

Just One Yesterday - @lovelyfictional-imagines

10th Doctor

A Noble Ship Embarks - @kisstherainwriting

Now that I saw you, I can never look away - @penguinwithitsarseonfire

Danger Magnet - @thepokyone

Deepest Truth - @quietkatie1864

Are you drunk - @iwritefandomimagines

Having the blues - @doctorslove

The way you look at me - @kisstherainwriting

Make a move - @okay-j-hannah

Snap out of it - @gracesimp

Heartstring - @make-me-imagine

Just like old times - @11thsdoctress

Hear my words - @okay-j-hannah

School Reunion - @starfirette this one is smut

11th Doctor

Deep - @marauder-exe

Little Family - @specialagentlokitty

You make me want things I can't have - @iwritefandomimagines

Touchy - @onceuponachole

You've changed - @11thsdoctress

Starry nights are for coffee and contemplation - @cloginthedrain

My point is... -@11thsdoctress

Is it alright to say what I feel? - @11thsdoctress

12th Doctor

Light in the Dark - @i-imagine-my-doctor

Heartbeat - @morganas-pendragons i cry everytime i read this

A Perfect Day - @quietkatie1864

In Another's Eyes - @cas-kingdom

13th Doctor

Come on in - @fabulouspotatosister

Autistic!reader - @x-neurodivergent-reader

Hidden Colors - @timelord-winchester-22b

#doctor who x reader #eleventh doctor x reader #tenth doctor x reader #fic rec #ninth doctor x reader #thirteenth doctor x reader #twelfth doctor x reader

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b0w-ties-are-cool · 5 months

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11th Doctor NSFW Alphabet

Warning(s): NSFW headcanons, smut obvi

Eleventh Doctor x AFAB!reader

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

He will clean you up, get you a glass of water and ask if you want anything to eat. Most of the time he requires at least 15 minutes of cuddles after

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He loves his hair especially when you pull it. He loves your thighs, he's borderline obsessed with them. He doesn't care whether they are thick or small or somewhere in between, he just loves them.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Originally Time Lords only had sex to procreate so when the Doctor cums, it is A LOT. If he were to pick a place it would be to cum inside of you.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He would not be opposed to being tied down with his bowtie but he's too chicken to tell you that.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He's over 900 years old, he knows what he's doing.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

He likes to see your face, so he would go with missionary or cowgirl. If he had to choose between the two, it would be cowgirl. He claims that it gives better access to your thighs but really he likes it when you ride him.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He's more serious in bed but still is a little goofy.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He doesn't like to have a lot of hair down there, so it's pretty clean shaven for the most part. He keeps his treasure trail though.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

He is very loving, he will whisper "I love you"s in between whimpers and moans.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He rarely ever masturbates. If he does it's because he needed to get off but you weren't in the mood and he will ALWAYS respect that. CONSENT IS HOT, Y'ALL!

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Praise. He loves to get praised and he loves to praise you. Breeding kink. Time Lords would usually stray away from sex except for procreation but the Doctor has strayed away from those beliefs for the most part, which came with a breeding kink.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

On the couch, against the console, or in bed. As much as he would like to do it in the shower you are both too clumsy for that.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

He loves it when you "boss him around". The minute that you take control he wants you so bad. You telling him what to do turns him on.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Degradation. He hates it, he would never ever say anything mean to you, especially when you're being intimate.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

As much as he loves to get head he would much rather go down on you. His head between you THIGHS? He will never say no to that! It's like Thanksgiving!

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

It just depends on the situation and timing, usually he will go for slow because he wants to draw it out as much as he can.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He'd rather take his time and really be with you but every once is a while he needs you right before an adventure/mission and you have to make it quick. You've even had a quickie while on a mission but that rarely happens

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

He's been alive for a long time so he's done a lot of things but he's open to do whatever you want.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He's a Time Lord, he can last an insanely long time. And could go for 6-8 rounds, 9 if he's REALLY horny.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Does the sonic count? He doesn't really use them but he has however thought about using his sonic screwdriver on you.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He'll tease you all day long if he wants to, he'll place a hand a little too high up your thigh or whisper something in your ear. He also enjoys being teased himself and will blush and/or smirk if you do it back.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He may talk a lot outside of the bedroom but during sex he is relatively quiet in the talking arena. He usually lets out soft moans that will mostly likely get a lot louder as your deeds go on. He also whimpers.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

(I know some people will disagree with me) He is a switch that subs most of the time.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Imma leave these here ;)

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Being a Time Lord, he doesn't get overly horny. He is pretty moderate and could probably go for once to twice a week.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He doesn't fall asleep unless he was already tired and went for multiple rounds, but he will cuddle with you if you fall asleep.

#eleventh doctor x reader #doctor who #eleventh doctor #eleventh doctor smut #not me writing this at school lol

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creelmalfoylaufeyson69 · 8 months

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you could do 11th doctor x reader

where the Doctor and Reader land on a planet isthey come across an extremely powerful aphrodisiac.

Desires

Warnings: smut

Y/n had exited out of the Tardis first since The Doctor held the door open for her. She was looking around, and noticed the planet they were on was covered in different plants

The Doctor catches up with her, and was also now looking around. “Well I wasn’t expecting to land here” The Doctor said as he looks at the green sky, but couldn’t think about how beautiful the sky was. “Well we hardly land where we are supposed to Doctor” she pointed out

“Hey! I try sometimes to get it right” he says in a playful manner. She playfully rolled her eyes, which makes him gasp. “You better run, because I’ll pick you up if you don’t” she ran now, and he followed behind. Once further into the field, he picks her up from behind

She squirmed in his grasp to try and get out. “You can never escape me Y/n!” He says playfully, which makes her sigh in defeat. “I suppose your right” he soon places her back down. They laughed for a bit, but then their was silence

Tension was built up in the air after. Y/n was aroused now, and The Doctor had a hard on. It was from each other’s presence, and how much these two have been denying their feelings for each other. Out of nowhere, they spawned into a bedroom, but the plants being the cause of this were still there

“That’s quite odd. Weren’t we just outside?” She asked him, but he was more focused on her than the surroundings. “Y/n I want you” he says, which makes her blush. “I want you too Doctor” she says. His lips go onto hers now, and soon she was laying on the bed with him on top of her

She pulls apart for air, and now takes her shirt off. He does the same, and once their shirts were on the ground, they got rid of the reaming clothes. Once they we’re fully naked, The Doctor goes into her without warning

She arch’s her head back and lets out a moan. He lets her adjust to him before thrusting. Now he’s thrusting at a slow speed until she wants him to pick up his pace. Her hands were on his back as he fucks her

His hands were on the comforter. He began to hit her g spot now, which drove her to her edge. He slows down now to reach his own high. Once he came, he pulled out of her. The flowers had vanished now, but the feelings were obviously still there

There was a minute of silence until she told him she liked him. He faces his body towards her, and she does the same. “I like you too” she smiles and he smiles too

#eleventh doctor x reader smut #eleventh doctor x reader #doctor who #eleventh doctor #a request

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Bedrooms

Media Doctor Who

Character Doctor (The 11th)

Couple Doctor X Lyla Ashwood (Reader Companion)

Rating Flirty + Mild Smut

The Doctor was sat besides the control panel of the TARDIS once again, with his goggles on as he buzzed his screwdriver in the direction of the loose wires – a spark coming out.

After a few minutes of tinkering with the cables, he takes his goggles off and smiles as he notices her presence. "Anything I can do to help?" He asked,

"I'm fine up here" Lyla laughed as she stands on the glass floor on the main level of the tardis control room, the doctor hung with the cables and mechanisms below, she passed in her black combat boots, long black sleeve top, blue button dress, her hair in loose curls with a white Alice band to keep it out her eyes

The Doctor chuckled from below, hearing Lyla's response as he continued to work on the panel. He was a bit infatuated with Lyla and didn't mind showing it. He couldn't deny how attractive she was to him. He eventually stops working on the cables and waves upwards at Lyla,

she waves back but leans against the centre console with a yawn "ohh dear..."

The Doctor notices her yawn and chuckles she seemed to be tired. He decided to tease her a little bit. He waved at her again and kept his hands on the panel, he didn't seem like he was finished fixing it. "Tired, are we?" He said as he laughed from below, smiling and teasing her a little bit.

"ummm very tried. I got a little lost on the way to my room last night"

The Doctor laughs again from below, he decides to tease her a bit more as it is fun for him to do so. He smiles and decides to start working again on the panel but keeps looking at her from time to time.

"Ohh? Did you now? What were you doing until so late last night?" He asked playfully from below, still working on the panel as he looks at her every once in a while with a teasing smirk

"wandering, seeing what I can find in this endless labyrinth" she laughed "I got lost trying to find my bedroom again.”

a spark of an idea seemed to appear in his mind as he thought to himself a bit. He eventually starts making a small clicking noise with his mouth as he is still working on the panel. He looks at her again with a smirk and a tease.

"And did you find it? Your bedroom I mean?" He asked teasingly with a smirk, still working on the panel

"eventually yes. I swear sometimes the tardis hides it from me..." She explained "Doctor? Can I ask a ... Weird question?"

The Doctor stops with his work on the panel, his eyes meeting hers from below again. He chuckles and smiles as he hears her explanation of her bedroom sometimes being hard to find. He eventually raises an eyebrow as she asks if she can ask a weird question, not sure what it could be he smiles and responds.

"Yes, you may ask. I promise you I have heard weirder things than you could possibly ask."

"time lords sleep right?"

The Doctor pauses for a split second after hearing her question. He smiles and nods his head.

"Some do, yes. I sleep but not in the normal way. I only dream of the time vortex, I do not have any regular dreams like you do. What made you ask?"

"I assume you have a bedroom? Somewhere in here right?"

The Doctor smiled at her again as he nodded, he was quite amused by her curiosity at this point.He chuckles once again as he answered her.

"Yes, I have my own bedroom. I have my own bed, and I sleep there often. It is somewhere in here, yes."

"interesting... Does it have like... Swirling blue wallpaper by any chance?"

The Doctor chuckled as he was amused once again by her curiousity of his bedroom and what it looked like. His bedroom did indeed have swirling blue wallpaper, just as she had described.

"As a matter of fact, it does. How'd you know?"

"I keep finding that room. When I wonder around at night. It's weird I can't ever find my bedroom but I keep finding that one ... Almost like the tardis is changing it's interior maps to keep directing me there..."

The Doctor's face went from amusement to mild confusion as he was a bit puzzled by her words now. The TARDIS is known for changing it's interior in small ways, although the rooms and their locations do not usually change. It was weird how she kept getting lost and finding his room only. The Doctor had to know more now so he asked another question with a perplexed look on his face.

"Wait, what do you mean it's as if the TARDIS is directing you to my room specifically?"

"seems to be. I went around for an hour trying to find my bedroom and I ended up at yours three times"

The Doctor was now even more puzzled than before, that was really weird. How could it be possible that the TARDIS kept directing Lyla to his room? He decided to dig in a bit more and asked another question from below the control panel, with a confused and curious look on his face.

"Wait, why did you need to find your bedroom so much last night? You were wandering around the TARDIS for one whole hour?"

"I went looking for the library for a book to read and then couldn't get back to bed"

The Doctor's face went back to amusement and a slight smirk as he chuckled a little bit at her response.

"So, last night you went looking for a book and somehow found yourself in my room three times, only to need to go back to your own room to read. What were you going to read, may I ask?" He said with curiosity as his hands started working a little faster on the panel now.

"...none of your business"

The Doctor laughed a bit at her response as he kept working on the panel, enjoying teasing her a bit. He seemed to have piqued her curiosity and she obviously was hiding something from him. He smirked and looked back up at her as he replied, still working on the panel.

"Oh, what's the matter? Got something to hide? Is it romantic poetry or a dark and dirty novel?"

"none of your business" she repeated moving to stand directly over him and stomping on the glass just above his head

The Doctor paused in his work and looked up at Lyla when he heard her answer. By the tone of her voice, he knew she was hiding something. He smirked as he heard her footsteps above him, but suddenly she stomped on the glass above his head, causing him to look up and stare at her.

"Hey, watch it," he said as he looked up at her, amused but also a bit annoyed. Still, he couldn't help but feel excited as she was standing above him now.

she sighed and leant against the railing

The Doctor noticed Lyla was leaning against the railing, standing above him as he worked on the panel. He looked up at her again, his eyes trailing her legs and her dress, but what he noticed most was her white cotton panties under her dress, that were now visible to him when she leaned against the railing. Despite the fact that what he saw was an accident, he couldn't help but feel a bit of temptation and amusement. His hands continued to work on the panel as he kept quiet.

As he was working on the panel, his hands went slower as he continued to stare up at her. His fingers moved in between the wires while his hands stayed perfectly still, he was enjoying the image in front of him. He kept quiet as he focused on being discreet, although he certainly didn't want the moment to end either.

"ummm... I might go for a nap..." She yawns stretching

The Doctor's hands sped up suddenly as he heard her mention wanting to go for a nap, although he had other ideas in mind. He wanted to ask her to stay, but he could tell she was tired. His hands paused from his work for a moment as he looked back up at her, considering what he might do. He wanted to offer her to take a nap in his room, as it was obviously closer to her bedroom than where she currently stood. He smiled as he spoke again.

"Maybe you should rest."

"maybe... Kinda worried I'm gonna have to go on a hour long treck to My room again"

The Doctor was enjoying their interaction, but he knew that Lyla was truly tired as well. He could hear it in her voice and saw it in the way she was standing. She looked quite exhausted. He smiled as he decided to take a chance and offer her to sleep in his room, as the idea was already on his mind.

"Maybe you should sleep in my room instead? It's closer to your bedroom and I can assure you it will be far more comfortable than here. Would you like that?"

"you don't mind?"

The Doctor smiled widely as he heard her ask if he didn't mind. From below the control room panel he looked up at her and nodded his head excitedly as he quickly answered.

"No, I don't mind. It would be my pleasure. Shall I show you the way?" He said with a wide smile, he couldn't help but feel excited for a chance to let her sleep in his room. It was a bit selfish on his part, but he was hoping he could join her when it came time to rest.

"it's okay, whichever I find first I shall sleep in" she smiled "you sure you'll be okay on your own?"

The Doctor heard her say that she would find her own room and sleep, but he was hoping to convince her otherwise. He wanted to spend more time with Lyla and have her sleep with him in his room. He looked back up at her with a flirtatious smile as he answered the next question, continuing to work on the panel.

"I'll be fine, I have lots of interesting things to keep myself entertained. I just have one request though…

"yes?"

The Doctor was thinking for a moment, on how he could word his next statement. It was obvious that he wanted her to sleep in his room with him, but he couldn't just ask her directly. She would know his real intentions, which he didn't want too far too quickly.

"If you do change your mind and decide to sleep in my room... I would love to join you," he said flirtatiously and with a flirtatious smirk, his eyes never leaving hers throughout his words.

"ha ha very funny" she laughed sarcastically "I'll see you later doctor have fun tinkering" she smiled as she headed off from the control room into the labyrinth of corridors inside the TARDIS

The Doctor was slightly surprised by her response, it seemed like she was not at all interested in his offer. He chuckled to himself, somewhat annoyed that his flirtation went unnoticed. When she went to leave he decided to tease her one more time.

"See you later then, and try not to get lost again!" He said with a smirk, hoping she would get lost again and find his room by 'accident'.

#mattsmith #matt smith #doctor who imagine #doctor who #eleventh doctor #doctor who eleven

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hailucy · 10 months

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REQUESTS for fanfics

Hi everyone! I’m Hai! i use she/her pronouns

I’ve always been using tumblr to read fanfics but never to write or post anything, however lately i’ve been having an urge to write fics. So here i am *jazz hands*

Disclaimer: I’m not the best at grammar specifically comma placements so if there’s a problem with any of that please ignore it or message me!! Also i’m probably a slow writer :) i’ll most likely start with drabbles and work my way up

MEDIA I WRITE FOR:

(names written are the characters i would favour writing however you can suggest any)

Harry Potter (golden trio era):

Theodore Nott, Mattheo Riddle, Blaine Zabini, any of the other slytherins

PJO:

Percy Jackson, Leo Valdez, Annabeth Chase,

Shameless USA:

Lip Gallagher, Carl Gallagher

(i’m only on season 3 but i know a lot of spoilers so that’s why i decided to write for shameless however if requesting please don’t center it around big plot points that occur after season 3, i’ll update after each season i’ve watched)

Acotar:

Azriel, Cassian, Nesta Archeron, Eris Vanserra, Lucien, Vanserra

Doctor Who:

9th Doctor, 10th Doctor, 11th Doctor, 12th Doctor, 13th Doctor, Rose Tyler, Donna Noble(platonic)

Across the Spiderverse:

Miles 42, Hobie Brown, Miguel O’Hara

Criminal Minds:

Spencer Reid, Elle Greenaway

Supernatural:

Dean Winchester

(i’m only on season 5 so if requesting please don’t center it around big plot points that occur after/during season 5, i’ll update after each season i’ve watched)

Dominic Fike:

(hes the only [real] person i will write for as of now)

WHAT I WRITE:

- GN reader and Fem Reader (only because i’m more comfortable and experienced)

- Fluff

-Angst (my favourite)

-suggestive

WHAT I DONT WRITE:

-Smut (i’m not comfortable with it… yet;)

-incest, pedophilia or anything that correlates with these things

-yandere (i’m simply not able to write it. no shaming over here i promise!)

-second chance but the reason they broke up was because one cheated or abused the other. (i’m sorry but i cant, they deserve better) however i am able to write cheating or abuse if asked but only if it ends with a happy ending and reader does not end up with abuser/cheater. Or if there was a mistake(miscommunication when it comes to the cheating)

-If a character is part of the Lgbtq+ community i will not pair them with a gender they don’t like romantically (like Ian Gallagher x fem reader but i can do GN reader). This doesn’t mean i won’t write sibling or platonic reader for that person

CHARACTERS I DONT WRITE FOR:

(because i’m a hater, i’m sorry. however they can be mentioned or be the ‘antagonist’ but they can’t be the main character )

Luke Castellan, Rhysand, Feyre Archeron, Elain Archeron, Debbie Gallagher(don’t hate her but i don’t really understand/like her character enough to write for her), Calypso(i’m an avid hater)

Reminder i will write for anyone not mentioned but i will prioritise the names listed above

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shuichiakainx · 2 months

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they say home is where the heart is, but God I love Matt 💕

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allzelemonz · 6 months

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Events Masterlist

Main Masterlist

These fics are listed here as well as under the characters and fandoms they are relevent for

Kinktober 2021

Armitage Hux X Male Reader X Kylo Ren

(To be reviewed to standard)

Eobard Thawne X Gender Neutral Reader

(To be reviewed to standard)

Eric Coulter X Gender Neutral Reader

(To be reviewed to standard)

Alexsandr Kallus X Male Reader X Mitth'raw'nuruodo

(To be reviewed to standard)

Maul X Gender Neutral Reader X Savage

(To be reviewed to standard)

The Swedes X AFAB Reader

(To be reviewed to standard)

Mitth'raw'nuruodo X Male Reader

(To be reviewed to standard)

Henry King Sr X Gender Neutral Reader

(To be reviewed to standard)

Kinktober 2022

October 1st, Clothed Sex with Douglas Davenport

Pronouns: None mentioned, Marcus calls the Reader ‘Dad’ Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Reader is a step/adoptive-dad to Marcus, sex, mentions of cum, grinding, allusions to Douglas’ evil activities, nothing is proof-read Summary: Just a normal Friday with the smaller Davenport family, you bring Douglas some snacks and find him stuck in thought. You both decide you have ample time to yourselves.

October 3rd, Sex Pollen with Pavel Chekov

Pronouns: None mentioned Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Non-established relationship, but they’re in love, hinted Kirk/Spock and Chapel/Uhura, sex pollen enhances arousal and attraction but no fuck or die, allusions to bad wig Chekov, focus on how cute the Russian is, top reader, bottom Chekov, mentions of Chekov’s love for Russia Summary: The away team gets separated and the Captain orders for exploration in the meantime. Chekov and yourself wander across some strange plants that cause some interesting side effects.

October 5th, Mind Control/Dub/Non-Con with Tom Riddle

Pronouns: None mentioned except in summary Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Dubious consent, non-con vibes, mind control, drugging, Viagra potion, Tom Riddle being Voldemort in the early days, oral sex, anal sex, bottom reader, multiple orgasms, hopeful open ending, not proof read Summary: Tom Riddle met a nice boy at Hogwarts. One he couldn’t let get away. He keeps him away from his work and uses him as he sees fit.

October 7th, Generating Warmth with Leonard McCoy

Pronouns: None mentioned Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Non-established relationship, but they’re in love, stranded together, stuck in a cave, McCoy calls the reader “kid,” but he calls lots of people that, riding, hand-job, standard McCoy snark, long set up Summary: When Spock’s away team get stranded a second team is sent to locate them when the ship’s sensors fail. As a part of the rescue team, yourself and Doctor McCoy happen across a cave that needs investigating. A spontaneous collapse of the entrance leaves you both stuck in a freezing cave with limited sources of heat. You have to find a way to stay warm.

October 9th, Toys with Simon

Pronouns: None mentioned; Reader referred to as ‘boy’ and ‘man’ in dialogue Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Toys, grinding, Simon hates dildos and thinks he’s too good for toys, mentions of Negan loving his wives, anal plug, handcuffs, prostate massage, rough sex, both of them are switches but Simon’s more of a top, Negan needs his Lieutenants to loosen up, asexual author that had to do a lot of fic reading to figure out how toys work Summary: On a run with Negan, the Saviors happen across a sex shop and bring home the lot. Being Negan’s right hand, Simon and his S/O get first pick.

October 11th, Cockwarming with Rumpelstiltskin

Pronouns: None mentioned; Reader referred to as ‘Da’ by Baelfire Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Smut, Tooth Rotting Fluff Warnings: Pre-Dark One Rumple, wholesome father with anxiety, Reader is a Stepdad to Baelfire, mentions/depiction of minor injury, fluff in the beginning, smut is brief and fluffy, top Reader, bottom Rumple, I proof read nothing Summary: A domestic life with Rumplestiltskin before his time as the Dark One. You are the comfort he needs, especially on cold nights.

October 13th, Somnophilia/Waking Up with Edward Nashton

Pronouns: None mentioned; Reader called ‘boyfriend’ Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Edward being needy, mentions of Riddler stuff, light somnophilia with pre-established consent, multiple orgasms for the Reader, oral sex, riding, rough sex, not proof read, very little dialogue, top Reader, bottom Edward Summary: Edward often wakes you up when he’s feeling particularly needy. The trick is figuring exactly how he wants it. So long as he’s dizzy by the end, all is as it should be.

October 15th, Mating Cycles/In Heat with Spock

Pronouns: None mentioned Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Pon Farr, Spock having an animalistic drive, multiple orgasms, () used for custom name and rank, verbal consent is sexy, top Spock, bottom, Reader Summary: Spock has been careful to keep track of his Pon Farr, but it still snuck up on him before you could have your first time as a couple. Now Spock has to ask something very intimate of you.

October 17th, Power Imbalance with Mirror Kirk

Pronouns: He/Him, Reader is referred to as ‘boy’ Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Mirrorverse runs on sex and blood, Mirror Kirk is mean, switch Reader, sub Reader, dom Mirror Kirk, references to Reader giving oral but it doesn’t happen, hand job, sex as a threat, sex a discipline, mentions of execution and torture, use of the pet name “good boy,” mentions of prior sex partner and Reader, mentions of Reader’s time at the academy, inexperienced Reader, dirty talk, handjob, mentions of grinding, sex Summary: As a Commander aboard the ISS Enterprise you get the occasional privilege of sitting in the Captain’s chair. When the Captain comes to relieve the Beta shift he keeps you behind for some fun, but things don’t go quite how he planned.

Tropesgiving 2022

Wrong Door: The Master X Male Reader

Prompt: Tropesgiving Day 1: Enemies to Lovers Pronouns: He/Him Physical Sex: None Mentioned Rating: T/Moderate Themes Warnings: Canon typical violence, double meaning/implied future intimacy, background Yaz/Doctor, Dhawan Master Summary: The Doctor responds to a distress signal and meets an unexpected enemy with the intention of hurting her and the fam. When everyone’s plans are ruined, a certain Timelord has to improvise.

Pelt: Snotlout Jorgenson X Gender Neutral Reader

Prompt: Tropesgiving Day 2: One Bed Pronouns: None Mentioned Physical Sex: None Mentioned Rating: G/Fluff Warnings: Snotlout the flirt, the twins fight, written with a male reader in mind - but it’s never stated Summary: When someone forgets to bring enough blankets for the no-dragon training trip the group ends up having to share the few they do have.

Those Blue Eyes: Leonard McCoy X Male Reader

Prompt: Tropesgiving Day 3: Evil Twins Pronouns: He/Him, use of boyfriend, reader called ‘boy’ and ‘man’ Physical Sex: None Mentioned Rating: T/Moderate Themes Warnings: Canon typical violence, flirty mirror counterparts, mentions of surgery and death Summary: A mirrored version of Doctor McCoy is on the Enterprise and you have him at phaser point, but things are much more complicated than they seem.

The Prince: Armitage Hux X Male Reader

Prompt: Tropesgiving Day 4: Arranged Marriage Pronouns: He/Him, reader called ‘prince’ and ‘man’ Physical Sex: None Mentioned Rating: T/Moderate Themes Warnings: Foundation of a queer platonic relationship, marriage for politics, aroace Hux and Reader, asexual bonding, sex/romance repulsion Summary: The First Order needs a strong alliance to beat the Resistance out of your system. Your government agrees, so long as there is a strong tie between the two governments. Armitage Hux receives an order from Supreme Leader Snoke himself.

Free Comics: Stuart Bloom X Male Reader X Barry Kripke

Prompt: Tropesgiving Day 5: Love Triangle Pronouns: He/Him, reader called ‘boyfriend’ Physical Sex: None Mentioned Rating: T/Moderate Themes Warnings: Barry is an asshole, Stuart stares a lot, Reader enjoys Silver Age DC, mentions/hints towards sex, hint of poly ending, Captain Sweatpants being a good guy Summary: Stuart and Barry are both flirty towards you, but when Barry finds out someone else is flirting with you he feels the need to do something about it. You have no problem laying out their options for them.

Not Your Tie: Oswald Cobblepot X Male Reader

Prompt: Tropesgiving Day 6: Clothing Swap Pronouns: He/Him, reader called ‘boyfriend’ Physical Sex: None Mentioned Rating: M/Mature Themes Warnings: Oswald stays in the closet to get votes, mentions of sex, Ed knows everything and doesn’t hate Oswald, Oswald isn’t in this very much Summary: After a long night of celebration you arrive at the mayor’s office wearing Oswald’s tie. Luckily for you, Edward is a good friend.

12 Days of AU 2022

Dragons Know Things: Viggo Grimborn X Gender Neutral Reader

Prompt: 12 Days of AU, Soulmate Pronouns: None Mentioned Physical Sex: None Mentioned Rating: T/Violence Warnings: Viking typical violence, minor injuries, hunters are hunters, Reader is an older dragon rider Summary: Shot down during a storm by the dragon hunters, you meet their leader.

The Death Knights: Severus Snape X Male Reader

Prompt: 12 Days of AU, Royalty Pronouns: None Mentioned, Reader is called ‘sir’ as in the knightly title and acts as a traditionally masculine knight Physical Sex: None Mentioned Rating: T/Violence Warnings: Mentions of death and war, arranged marriage, Voldemort still looks human, Snape is still a spy Summary: King Dumbledore’s precious school has fallen to the Dark King Voldemort’s forces, now they celebrate that victory.

Gaslight Hatter: Jervis Tetch X Gender Neutral Reader

Prompt: 12 Days of AU, Historic Pronouns: None Mentioned *Reader is a cop and the first female cop in America would have just joined the force around this time so there’s no room for pronoun plot holes, use what you want Physical Sex: None Mentioned Rating: T/Violence Warnings: Mentions of murder/serial murder, based on the comic not the movie, reader is a cop but a cool one I guess, Reader referred to as an Alice by Hatter, I hope you’ve read the book Summary: 1890s Gotham is facing a new threat after the demise of Jack the Ripper. A madman dressed as the beloved Hatter from a popular storybook who has a pension for playing dress up with the young adults of the city. As an officer working under Inspector Gordon, it’s your job to protect the people.

Necromancer: Milton Mamet X Gender Neutral Reader

Prompt: 12 Days of AU, Magic Pronouns: None Mentioned Physical Sex: None Mentioned Rating: T/Zombies Warnings: Mentions of death and zombies, use of ‘biters’ instead of 'walkers’ Summary: When science fails, magic is needed to learn more about the dead.

Navyman: Malcolm Reed X Male Reader

Prompt: 12 Days of AU, Modern Pronouns: he/him, Reader referred to as ‘boyfriend’ Physical Sex: None Mentioned Rating: G Warnings: Malcolm’s family is clueless, aquaphobia, mentions of scary/life threatening conditions at sea Summary: In modern times, Malcolm Reed didn’t have any Starfleet to join and is pressured into the Navy despite his fear. His family is proud, but knows nothing about his phobia so you have to help him through it during a storytelling session.

Traditions: Montgomery Scott X Gender Neutral Reader

Prompt: 12 Days of AU, Holiday Pronouns: None Mentioned Physical Sex: None Mentioned Rating: T/Alcohol Warnings: Multiple holiday celebration, Scotty’s tree has to be perfect, mentions of scotch, holidays/faiths mentioned specifically: Hanukkah, Kwanzaa, Yule, and Christmas, author celebrates Yule and did research for other holidays Summary: When the holiday season rolls around the Enterprise has an annual party, limited to one night due to the dangers of space. Scotty and the Operations division are in charge of decorations for all of the holidays and it’s time to set up.

Fictober 2023

Street Urchin: Dutch Van der Linde X Male Reader

Fictober Prompt: Day 1, Age Play Pronouns: he/him, Reader referred to as ‘boy’ and ‘son’ Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Age play, role play, begging, slight pain/rough handling, anal fingering, anal sex, prostate massage, biting, neck kissing, dirty talk, teasing Summary: Dutch suggested you pretend to be one of those young street boys while in Saint Denis so he can teach you a lesson.

Big, Not Dumb: Bill Williamson X Male Reader

Fictober Prompt: Day 2, Compliments Pronouns: None Mentioned, Reader referred to as ‘boy’ Physical Sex: None Mentioned Rating: T/Language Warnings: Referenced bullying, referenced crime, fluff, comfort, kisses, cuddling, bashful Bill, use of Bill’s birth name Summary: You get back to camp to find Bill in a bad mood, that simply will not do.

Annoying: John Marston X Male Reader

Fictober Prompt: Day 3, Hate Sex Pronouns: he/him, Reader referred to as ‘man’ Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Hate sex, anal fingering, anal sex, prostate massage, dirty talk, teasing, mentions of John’s situation with Abigail and Jack, Reader is an asshole, pre-Blackwater, violence, punching Summary: You’ve been sent on a scouting excursion with John to find a good spot closer to Blackwater, John is annoying through the whole ride.

Never Again: Kieran Duffy X Bill Williamson

Fictober Prompt: Day 4, Hurt/Comfort Pairing Type: M/M Rating: T/Language, References to sex Warnings: Referenced/Implied forced prostitution, trauma, mentions of past torture, the tongs, Dutch is an asshole, soft Bill Williamson, mutual pining, hurt/comfort, protective bahavior, hugs, internalized homophobia, Bill is at war with himself Summary: Kieran finds himself forced into something he doesn’t want to do in order to make money for camp, Bill is there to keep that from happening.

Little O’Driscoll Dog: Micah Bell X Kieran Duffy

Fictober Prompt: Day 5, Collaring Pairing Type: M/M Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Smut, fluff, tooth rotting?, repressed Micah Bell, kinky Kieran Duffy, admittance of feelings, established relationship, slow sex, kissing, anal fingering, anal sex, marking, protectiveness, possessiveness, top Micah and bottom Kieran Summary: Micah and Kieran spend their first night in a hotel room, giving them both the opportunity to admit things.

Sit Still: Arthur Morgan X Male Reader

Fictober Prompt: Day 6, Dubcon/Frottage Pronouns: he/him, Reader referred to as ‘boy’ Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Slight dubcon, frottage, sex with clothes on, grinding, kissing, neck kissing, marking, low honor Arthur Morgan, dominate Arthur and submissive Reader, sleeping, slight cuddling Summary: With the whole camp noticing Arthur’s darker turn recently, Dutch sent you out to keep an eye on him.

Helping and Teaching: Colm O’Driscoll X Male Reader

Fictober Prompt: Day 7, Virginity Pronouns: None Mentioned, Reader referred to as ‘boy’ Physical Sex: AMAB, Mention of chest hair Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Colm O’Driscoll has a virginity kink big time, Reader is an O’Driscoll, praise, dirty talk, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, proposition, kissing, grinding, clothed dominant/naked submissive, anal fingering, anal sex, top Colm/bottom Reader, gentle Colm for once Summary: While out on a job with the other O’Driscoll boys, you let slip that you’re a virgin. When this news gets back to Colm, his interest is piqued.

Not a Drop: Micah Bell X Male Reader

Fictober Prompt: Day 8, Breeding Pronouns: None Mentioned Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Passing mention of having a kid (but not really talking about it, just dirty talk), Micah being a needy bottom, Reader is confused but supportive of Micah’s breeding kink, multiple orgasms, playing with hair, cuddling, cockwarming, breeding, anal fingering, anal sex, dirty talk, top Reader and bottom Micah Summary: Micah has a bit of a surprising request, he wants to be filled like he’s being bred.

The Map: Bill Williamson X Male Reader

Fictober Prompt: Day 9, Kisses Pronouns: None Mentioned, Reader referred to as ‘man’ Physical Sex: None Mentioned Rating: T/References to sex Warnings: Kisses, fluff, light bickering, spoiling Brown Jack of course, use of Bill’s birth name, established relationship, implied future sex, slight appreciation of Bill’s thighs Summary: Lost in a new area when trying to find a new town, you have a sweet moment with Bill.

Sweet: Kieran Duffy X Male Reader

Fictober Prompt: Day 10, Praise Kink Pronouns: None Mentioned Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Kisses, fluff, smut, outdoor sex, praise kink, self anal fingering, anal sex, top Reader and bottom Kieran, statements of love, established relationship Summary: A moment away from camp in which you notice Kieran reacts rather pleasantly to being praised.

Lesson: Micah Bell X Male Reader

Fictober Prompt: Day 11, Humiliation Pronouns: None Mentioned, Reader referred to as ‘boy’ and ‘man’ Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Kisses, smut, outdoor sex, long term humiliation, anal fingering, anal sex, top Reader and bottom Micah, established relationship, jealousy, rough sex Summary: When Micah gets too close with Dutch, you feel the need to remind him of something.

Wake The Bear: Bill Williamson X Micah Bell

Fictober Prompt: Day 12, Somnophillia Pairing Type: M/M Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Smut, sleep sex, slightly dubious consent, insomniac Micah, thicc (™) Bill, clingy Bill, established relationship, kissing, marking, possessiveness, top Micah and bottom Bill Summary: Stuck in Bill’s bear-like cuddles, Micah comes across something to entertain himself.

Trustworthy: Arthur Morgan X Albert Mason

Fictober Prompt: Day 13, Cuckolding Pairing Type: M/M Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Smut, established relationship (Arthur/Albert), fluff, kink negotiation, domestic themes, soft sex, gentle sex, masturbation, exhibitionism, cuckolding, kisses, oral sex, blow jobs, anal fingering, anal sex, cuddling, fantasies come to life, top Charles and bottom Albert with viewing Arthur. Summary: Arthur finds himself thinking of a new dirty fantasy and he is lucky enough to have a sweetheart and friend that are willing to help him fulfill it.

Training The Workhorse: Arthur Morgan X Male Reader

Fictober Prompt: Day 14, Orgasm Denial Pronouns: None Mentioned Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Arthur being needy, orgasm denial, kissing, anal fingering, oral sex, blow jobs, rimming, teasing, top Reader and bottom Arthur Summary: Arthur has been overly needy, so you give him just enough attention to ensure he listens.

Rebound: Dutch Van der Linde X Male Reader

Fictober Prompt: Day 15, Noncon/Rape Pronouns: None Mentioned, Reader referred to as ‘boy’ and ‘man’ and holds a generally masculine mindset given the circumstances Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Rape, grief, drinking, mentions of Annabelle’s death, unhealthy coping mechanisms, hints of victim blaming because Dutch is an ass, threats, semi-public sex, hand jobs, anal fingering, anal sex, marking, neck kissing, slight cum fixation, vomiting, crying, Dutch is such a bad person in this one dude, shifting perspective Summary: After losing someone he loves, Dutch drinks to forget and gets an idea in his drunken mind when he spots a man he likes the look of.

Flipped: Sean MacGuire X Male Reader X Kieran Duffy

Fictober Prompt: Day 16, Gentle threesome, Double penetration Pronouns: None Mentioned, Reader referred to as ‘boy’ and ‘man’ Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Smut Warnings: threesome, rimming, kissing, anal fingering, anal sex, double penetration, fluff, smut, guys being dudes Summary: Sean’s big mouth ends up with you taking both he and Kieran at the same time.

Dare: The Van der Linde Boys X Male Reader

Fictober Prompt: Day 17, Multi Pronouns: he/him, Reader referred to as ‘fella’ and ‘man’, heavy masculine implication Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Smut Warnings: (have you ever been in a men’s locker room and things got a little weird), smut, background relationships, masturbation, hand jobs, kissing, oral sex, blow jobs, dirty talk, facial, cum swallowing, Micah being an asshole, flirting, casual sex, everyone is gay but especially Bill Summary: Drunk Sean wanting to get off prompts a dare to jerk off and last longer than anyone else at the fire. Gay chaos of a sort ensues.

Bruises: Arthur Morgan X Male Reader

Fictober Prompt: Day 18, Spanking Pronouns: None Mentioned, masculine implication Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: M/Mild sexual themes Warnings: Mentions of violence and injuries sustained, marking, spanking, bruising, fantasizing, masturbation, anal fingering, cuddling, kissing, aftercare, sex put off in favor of cuddling Summary: Arthur loves being put over your knee but this is the longest you’ve been apart.

At His Lowest: Dutch Van der Linde X Micah Bell

Fictober Prompt: Day 19, Exhibitionism Pairing Type: M/M Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Exhibitionism, epilogue setting, power dynamics, dom/sub undertones, anal fingering, anal sex, bottom Micah/top Dutch, mentions of past grief, Dutch is not mentally healthy Summary: Now that Dutch has reunited with Micah, he has an opportunity he should have taken years ago.

Needy Firsts: Sean MacGuire X Male Reader

Fictober Prompt: Day 20, Rimming Pronouns: None Mentioned, Reader referred to as ‘man’ Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Kissing, established relationship, begging, Sean is loud, rimming, first time rimming, mentions of prior sex, slight aftercare Summary: After a few days without much alone time you decide to do something with Sean that you haven’t done before.

Sweet Blood: Bill Williamson X Male Reader

Fictober Prompt: Day 21, Blood/Murder Pronouns: None Mentioned Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Smut, violence Warnings: Appreciation of Bill’s size, kissing, gunfight, blood, murder, oral sex, blow job, hint of anal fingering, mentions of bathing together, goofy fluff, Bill is clumsy Summary: After a shootout Bill gets a little show that he enjoys more than he might expect.

Thickness: Bill Williamson X Male Reader

Fictober Prompt: Day 22, Intercrural Sex Pronouns: None Mentioned Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Prior failed sex with injury, mention of blood, a lesson in lubrication, Bill’s thighs getting the attention they deserve, intercrural sex, prepping, aftercare, kissing, hand job, soft sex, fluff Summary: After a painful failed attempt at typical intimacy, Bill has an idea that won’t worsen his injury.

Practice Makes Perfect: Abe X Male Reader

Fictober Prompt: Day 23, First Time Deepthroating Pronouns: None Mentioned Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Fluff, oral sex, blow job, deepthroating, cum swallowing, domestic-ish, established relationship Summary: After a lot of practice, Abe finally manages to get you down into his throat.

Slow: Kieran Duffy X Male Reader

Fictober Prompt: Day 24, Sounding Pronouns: None Mentioned Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Fluff, careful sex, sounding, safe sex for the time period, the fence has a spicy inventory you know he does, communication Summary: A new toy from the fence means testing it out with caution.

End: Micah Bell X Male Reader

Fictober Prompt: Day 25, Crying Pronouns: None Mentioned, Reader referred to as ‘man’ Physical Sex: None Mentioned Rating: T/Violence, language Warnings: Angst, crying, betrayal, Reader doesn’t take Micah’s side, violence, guns, shootout, drinking, Micah doesn’t know how to do emotions, Baylock is a good horse, extreme coping mechanisms Summary: The end of the gang, everything is going Micah’s way. There’s just one little snag that Micah doesn’t know how to handle, something he didn’t know how to account for.

A Dynamic: Dutch Van der Linde X Arthur Morgan

Fictober Prompt: Day 26, Grooming Pairing Type: M/M Rating: M/Grooming, references to sex Warnings: Underage, dead dove, grooming, dark themes, Dutch’s mind is a wasteland, bad father Dutch, groping, head kissing, cuddling, affection Summary: Dutch doesn’t think what he does with Arthur is all that wrong. A/N: Goes without saying this is your extra dead dove warning. This is an interesting dynamic I had read a few fics on and I wanted to explore Dutch’s odd interest in ‘younger women’ that he has in the game. It’s short because it’s gross.

Messed Up: Micah Bell X Male Reader

Fictober Prompt: Day 27, S&M Pronouns: None Mentioned, Reader referred to as ‘sir’ Physical Sex: None Mentioned Rating: E/Smut, blood Warnings: Rough sex, rough masturbation, anal fingering, sex toys, anal plug, knife play, blood, marking, dom/sub, bottom Micah and top Reader, aftercare, cuddling, choking, asphyxiation, blacking out, passing out Summary: After misbehaving before, Micah gets a well loved punishment.

Well Behaved: Colm O’Driscoll X Male Reader

Fictober Prompt: Day 28, Daddy Kink Pronouns: he/him, Reader referred to as ‘boy’ Physical Sex: None Mentioned Rating: M/References to sex Warnings: Colm being sweet, cuddling by a fire, blankets, soft behavior, daddy kink, neck kissing, sensual touching, cozy setting, I wrote this in thirty degree weather because cold Summary: A warm night by the fire with Colm.

Squeeze: Charles Smith X Male Reader

Fictober Prompt: Day 29, Breathplay Pronouns: None Mentioned Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Choking, anal fingering, anal sex, cockwarming, kissing, neck kissing, slight aftercare of sorts, birthday presents, fluff, Charles being extra pretty, established relationship, bottom Charles and top Reader Summary: Charles gets everything he wants for his birthday.

Misadventures: Micah Bell X Male Reader

Fictober Prompt: Day 30, Failed Date Pronouns: None Mentioned, Reader referred to as ‘man’ Physical Sex: None Mentioned Rating: T/Language, mention of injury Warnings: Fluff, romance, date, picnic, kissing, mention of violence and injury, Micah trying his best Summary: Micah plans a date to make up for being a bad sweetheart, only for things to turn on him all at once.

Boys’ Night: The Van der Linde Boys X Male Reader

Fictober Prompt: Day 31, Orgy Pronouns: None Mentioned Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Orgy, threesomes, kissing, anal fingering, anal sex, oral sex, blow jobs, rough sex, voyeurism, exhibitionism, Sean’s drunken mind, marking, viagra-esc tonics, almost everyone is passed around to everyone else, Reader takes both top and bottom roles Summary: Sean has an idea that leads most of the boys in the gang to a damn fun time.

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11th Doctor x reader x Ganger!Doctor Threesome Smut

this was a request from my ao3

It’s strange, there being two Doctors. One is a Ganger, a clone, the other is the real Doctor.

You really couldn’t tell which was which, that was somewhat alarming.

You kept glancing between the two, trying to find subtle differences to figure out which one was really him.

Your glances came to an end when one of the two went off with Amy and Rory.

“I don’t know.” The Doctor in the room with you chuckles lowly.

You turn your head to him, “Hmm?”

“I don’t know how he can stand to be in the same room as you.” He speaks, walking towards you slowly.

“What does that mean?” You back away from him, until you hit the wall.

He leans down and grabs your chin, making you look at him, “Look at you… So unaware of how much he wants you…”

“What are you talking about?”

His free hand strokes from your lower thigh up to your waist, “You really have no clue, do you?” His eyes darken, slotting his body between your thighs, arms caging you in.

“What are you doing?” You ask fearfully.

“Showing you how he feels about you.” He smirks, leaning in to kiss you.

The door opens, and he pulls away from your face.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?!” The Doctor stalks up to his double quickly, pulling him away from you completely, “You may look like me but you sure aren’t me.”

The Ganger smirks, “You’re right, I’m not scared to go after what you want.” He glances at you.

The Doctor’s face pales.

“Doctor, what does he mean?”

He doesn’t answer you, glaring at the Ganger, “She is off limits to you.”

“I think you’re forgetting we’re the same. We have the same face, same thoughts, same urges. And since you won’t tell her, I will…” He trails off, turning to face you, “He fancies you. Can’t stop wondering what it would be like to kiss you. You wouldn’t believe how many times he’s got off to the thought of you coming undone on top of him.”

Your face flushes, snapping your head to look at the Doctor, he looks furious, ready to kill.

He grabs his Ganger by the jacket, pushing him against the wall, “You have no right to say that to her, to tell her that.”

“Well, it’s not like you were ever gonna do it.” He grins, “Besides it’s not like she doesn’t like it.” The Ganger turns the Doctor’s face to look at you.

You are staring at the both of them, wide-eyed and flushed in the face, thighs clenched.

“See the way her thighs clench together?” The Ganger coos, “Imagine the way they’d feel around your head as you—“

The Doctor chokes him, “You do not get to talk about her like that!”

“Why don’t we ask her?” The Ganger hisses out, looking at you, “You like this don’t you darling? Want his hands wrapped around your throat?” His eyes flicker down to your clenched thighs. You rub them together, nodding shyly.

The Doctor stares at you, “D-do you really want that?”

You nod, licking your lips.

He lets go of the Ganger’s throat and walks up to you.

The Doctor strokes his fingers over the column of your throat, watching your pupils dilate and a whimper escape your lips.

The Ganger pushes himself away from the wall and peers at you over the Doctor’s shoulder, “See how good of a girl she is?” He coos, “Why don’t you wrap your hands around her pretty little throat?”

You whimper at his words, the Doctor wraps a hand around your throat, and a breathy moan escapes your lips.

“Hear that? Such a needy little girl, just wants someone to take control and fuck her senseless, huh?”

You nod.

The Doctor’s breath hitches in his throat, his grip tightening on your own.

“See? She needs it, badly. Why don’t you give in for once? Take what you want.” The Ganger whispers into his ear.

You nod along with him, “Please Doctor.”

He swallows, looking into your eyes, “Are you sure?”

“Yes.” You whisper.

He leans in, pressing his lips to yours.

You sigh against his mouth, reaching your hands up to go through his hair, only to be stopped when a pair of hands pin them above your head.

“Ooh, naughty girl, trying to touch without permission.” The Ganger tuts.

The Doctor breaks the kiss to look at him, “What should we do with her?”

The Ganger ponders something for a moment before a smirk graces his lips, “Spank her.”

The Doctor nods in agreement, letting go of your throat.

The Ganger lets go of your wrists, “Strip.”

You nod, unbuttoning your shorts, and pulling them down. You undo your shoes and pull them off so you can take your shorts off.

The Doctor licks his lips, “Top too.”

You hesitate, the Ganger doesn’t like that.

He stands in front of you and pulls your shirt up, revealing your bare breasts, “Oh? Going without a bra, in front of everyone? How naughty.” He pinches your left nipple, enjoying the yelp you let out, “Now take your panties off too.”

You take your shirt off and slide your underwear down your legs.

The Doctor stares at you, memorizing every inch of bare skin, beckoning you forward with a motion of his hand.

You step towards him, looking up at him through your lashes.

He takes hold of your throat again, pulling your body flush against his, the Ganger comes up from behind and grabs your ass.

You shudder.

“How many spanks should we give her, hmm?” The Ganger asks.

“Ten.” The Doctor answers.

“You heard him, sweetie, now count.” The Ganger smirks, before striking the first time.

“One.” You whimper.

His hands soothe your skin before he spanks you again.

“Two.”

You’re dripping wet by the time it stops.

The Ganger notices, sliding his hand through your folds, sucking the slick off of his fingers, “Divine.”

The Doctor looks at him, “Better than we thought?”

“Much.” The Doctor’s eyes darken, and his free hand slides between your thighs, pressing his thumb against your clit and rubbing lightly.

You suck in a deep breath.

The Ganger’s hands join in, stroking and caressing your thighs.

The Doctor’s grip tightens around your throat, kissing you roughly.

His thumb rubs harder and rougher against you, two of his fingers delving into your wetness.

You moan into his mouth, he pulls away to look into your eyes.

Your breathing picks up as his fingers thrust in and out.

His eyes bore into yours, bringing you to the edge of orgasm before he stops his movements.

You almost cry, he smirks at you.

The Ganger’s arms wrap around your waist, pulling you against him as the Doctor tightens his grip.

Fingers rub at your clit, and a mouth goes onto your breast, nipping and sucking.

You can feel the coil tightening in your stomach again, you pray to whatever deity is out there to let you cum.

It doesn’t work, the hand pulls away again.

The hand at your throat disappears.

You watch the Doctor kneel in front of you and spread your legs apart, hiking your thighs over his shoulders before he looks up at you with a smirk, “You’re going to be a good girl and cum on my tongue, maybe then I’ll let you cum on my cock.”

With that, he buries his face into your cunt.

He sucks at your clit and thrusts his tongue into your sopping hole.

His fingers soon join his mouth, entering your hole slowly.

You gasp at the feeling.

He thrusts his fingers in and out of you, slowly at first, but speeding up to match with the movements of his tongue.

A coil of pleasure starts to tighten in the pit of your stomach, you pant loudly.

“Doctor!” You moan out, going to grab at his hair only for your arms to be restrained by the Ganger.

“What did I say about touching without permission?”

“I’m sorry, please let me touch!” You whimper.

Your hips buck against the Doctor’s face as you chase your orgasm.

“Hmm…” The Ganger thinks for a moment, “No.”

You whine, “I’m so close.”

“Oh, are you?”

You nod.

“Beg.”

“Doctor, please let me cum, I’ll be a good girl I promise! I need it so bad!” You nearly scream.

His ministrations speed up, and his eyes bore into yours.

“Then cum. Cum for us.” The Ganger orders, pinching your nipples.

You do, crying out as your walls tighten around the Doctors’ fingers, body writhing at the intensity.

The Doctors fingers fuck you through your orgasm, until you try and squirm away from him.

He stops, letting your legs drop from his shoulders, and standing up.

The Ganger lets go of your arms and you slump to the floor.

You get on your knees and a hand grips your face.

“We’re not done with you yet.” The Ganger smirks, undoing his pants with one hand.

You whimper, pressing your thighs together.

The Doctor pulls you up, already naked.

He spreads your thighs apart and hooks his arms under your knees.

His hard length is resting against your cunt.

The Ganger grabs his own length, pumping slowly as he walks up to you.

He shares a look with the Doctor, smirking.

The Doctor guides his cock to your hole, just the tip resting inside.

The Ganger presses his cock to your hole as well, and together they push inside.

You cry out, trying to escape their grasp only for the Ganger to wrap his hand around your throat.

“Such a tight cunt, it can barely fit both of us.” The Ganger bucks his hips slightly, causing you to let out a sob, “Does it hurt?”

You nod, tears brimming your eyes.

He pouts before smirking, grip tightening on your throat, “Too bad.”

The two bully their way into your pussy, until they both bottom out.

Tears escape your eyes at the intensity.

“Feel that?” The Ganger asks, caressing your lower stomach, where a bulge resides, “That’s us. We’re up in your tummy.” He presses down on your stomach, and you moan.

The Ganger’s hands slide down to your hips, gripping the flesh roughly, “Get ready, we’re about to ruin you for anyone else.”

And with that, the two begin to thrust in and out of your cunt.

The fullness feels so good, you almost start to drool.

The Doctor gets your attention by kissing you. His fingers intertwine with yours.

His thrusts are slower, more drawn out than the Ganger’s but just as desperate. He’s holding back, is it because he hopes this will happen again when the adventure ends? You hope the same.

A mouth latches onto your shoulder and bites down. You moan into the Doctor’s mouth, clenching around their cocks.

You can feel both of them shudder at the feeling.

The thrusting speeds up greatly.

“God, she feels so good.” The Ganger grunts, “Wouldn’t you agree?”

The Doctor pulls away from your lips, “I think she’s close.”

The Ganger smirks, “Gonna cum, huh?”

You nod, whining, “Please.”

“Good, we’re gonna fill you with our cum. Put a baby in you, make you nice and round with our child.” The Doctor groans, his thrusts getting rougher.

You clench around them, moaning.

“Oh, you’d like that wouldn’t you?” The Ganger asks, “Getting a baby fucked into you?” His hand finds your clit, rubbing circles into it.

The Doctor’s rhythm falters slightly, you can tell he’s close.

Your moans increase in pitch as they slow their thrusting, shooting straight into your womb.

Your pussy spasms, walls clenching and unclenching as you reach your orgasm, eyes rolling back into your head.

“Good girl.” The Ganger groans, “Fuck! Taking all our cum like a good little girl.”

Their hips slow to a stop as your head lays on the Doctor’s shoulder.

The Doctor’s arms wrap around your waist as he and the Ganger pull out.

Your feet touch the ground, your legs like jelly. Your hands grab the Doctor’s shoulders.

One of his hands holds your head up and he looks at you, “You did wonderful, darling.”

A mouth presses against your back, kissing the skin softly, “Such a good girl for us.”

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