So close that everything he was translated into fractions. The curve of an eyelash. A tousled lock of hair. The skin along his cheek. Her teeth tracing along the Doctor's shoulder. It was impossible to take in the entire picture all at once, but it was there. Fractions of her Doctor. Parts of the whole.
Only, he was not. The events of that morning remained stark and clear, denying the wholeness that might be at the end of this particular journey.
and yet the man that was stretched beneath her still was still both fuller, and deeper than nearly anyone else Reinette had encountered in the whole of her life. She kissed him again, mouth probing and tasting the layers there, hands slipping across skin and underneath clothing to ease more of it away. There was so much to see and know and learn and touch and taste. So much of him. She might never know it all.
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So close that everything he was translated into fractions. The curve of an eyelash. A tousled lock of hair. The skin along his cheek. Her teeth tracing along the Doctor's shoulder. It was impossible to take in the entire picture all at once, but it was there. Fractions of her Doctor. Parts of the whole.
Only, he was not. The events of that morning remained stark and clear, denying the wholeness that might be at the end of this particular journey.
and yet the man that was stretched beneath her still was still both fuller, and deeper than nearly anyone else Reinette had encountered in the whole of her life. She kissed him again, mouth probing and tasting the layers there, hands slipping across skin and underneath clothing to ease more of it away. There was so much to see and know and learn and touch and taste. So much of him. She might never know it all.
Yet that was part of the seduction.