you’re trying to [ save ] me — ?
stop holding your breath.
rory is like the definition of horny right now and its seriously the worst ok
talkin to ur crush like
When Rory deepened the kiss, he openly welcomed it, running his hands along Rory’s back until he was tugging him closer, pressing against him fully. The best thing they could do now was forget. Forget and distract.
Of course, Rory might need more, but the Doctor was perfectly content with kissing all of the bad thoughts away. He rather enjoyed kissing. A lot. Hell, he kissed people simply because he was excited a lot of times. Though, not quite like the kissing he did here. This kissing was a lot more tender, a lot more meaningful.
It was different to say the least, no one else had ever had such an effect on Rory, not this way. The kiss basically stripped Rory’s mind of everything but the other man himself, how much he wanted and needed him right at that moment. A smirk pulled up on his lips as the Doctor pulled him closer, he didn’t fight it away either—willingly he pushed his own body up against the others.
Rory’s fingers wrapped around the back of the Doctor’s braces as some sort of attempt to keep the proximity. His head was pounding as his body ached for more, he wouldn’t show that of course, he knew better than to go and beg for more right after he went off confessing his love. Another time.
“You sure ‘bout that?” Amelia asked, raising a brow towards the other. “Pretty sure I don’t like sharin’ at all. That’s what makes me like a toddler,” She insisted, “Touch my things and I will make sure you get hurt,” Of course, she said nothing about taking someone else’s things. Her gaze moved down towards his hands, playing with the sugar. She couldn’t help but smile at the sight, shaking her head slightly. “Gotta say, may like me better than her, but I can’t compare to sugar. If only you’d touch me like that,” She snickered, “Gingerbread men, it is,”
He heard what she said but he wasn’t exactly listening, he didn’t care if she shared or didn’t—though she would at some point if she liked it or not. He pulled his phone out checking his messages, honestly it wasn’t anything exciting—mainly just Alex going on about how he got with some chick and Nick asking if he could come over for a drink. “Like hell, I’d touch you like that when you don’t share anything.” A smirk pulled up on the right side of his lips as he texted Nick back, naturally, he claimed he was busy. Who knew? “I’ll make you as one of my little dudes okay? I’ll never eat it. I’ll mix glue with it and make it an ornament. Maybe Phillip will eat it then so I don’t have to.”
Tell me about Rory, huh? Fantastic Rory. Funny Rory. Gorgeous Rory.
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