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the morning after

┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ a meme
→ COMMENT WITH YOUR CHARACTER'S NAME, FANDOM, AND PREFERENCE.
→ PICK A CHARACTER YOU WANT TO TAG AND HIT UP RNG (01-10), OR CHOOSE A SCENE OF YOUR OWN.
→ PLAY NICE; NO WANK, FLAMES, OR GENERAL HUMBUGGERY.
( keep in mind that sexual scenarios are the basis of this meme! please enter with caution )
┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ the scenarios

① BREAKFAST IN BED;

your partner is up and about -- maybe dressed, maybe not -- and in the kitchen. what are they making you? could it be... grilled cheese?
② HIT ME BABY;

they're such a peaceful sleeper. a peaceful, sexy sleeper. actually there's too much of that sleeping happening. why don't you wake the up, world's kindest alarm?

③ ESCAPE FROM AZKABED;

you wake up to find they're rummaging about for their clothes, about to leave. why the rush, can't you convince them to stay?

④ THE AFTERNOON AFTER;

and the evening, maybe even the morning after after... hours have passed but you just can't leave each other! or maybe one of you just won't...

⑤ HANGOVER FROM HELL;

there's a tiger in the closet, a baby in the bathroom, and a total stranger curled up beside you. who is this person beside you, smelling of tequila and regret? do they know any more about what, or who, went down than you do?

⑥ WET AND WILD;

don't feel too lonely waking up by yourself -- the shower's on and the sound of water falling is mighty inviting. why don't you get cleaned up -- or down and dirty all over again?

⑦ I'LL SLEEP WHEN I DIE;

sleep? what is this sleep thing you speak of? dawn's breaking and neither of you have gotten a wink, or want one. who's ready for round xxx?

⑧ A BITTER PILL;

turns out the reason you scored wasn't your sparkling wit and magnetic confidence. your partner had an ulterior motive -- they already knew it and you're about to. recon? revenge? rebound? tag and find out, if you can handle the truth!

⑨ THIS ISN'T MINE;

that sleepy person in your living room had a great night -- with your roommate. well, might as well get to know each other while you're both there, right? ... right?

⑩ WILD CARD;

roll more than once and combine scenarios, choose your favorite, or make up your own!

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[She's....never really seen him properly sleep.

She's seen him "die", she's seen him passed out, she's seen him dance underwater like a spastic puppet in order to divert civil war of sea-dwelling species on one of Neptune's moons.

But sleep...has never really been on their menu of adventure. He doesn't need it as much as humans do, and despite the special circumstances of her conception, she's still very human. Most of their nights did not continue into the morning; they normally parted ways.

So after whatever circumstances made them tumble into bed together last night, they both apparently needed rest. But she's managed to wake up first, and watching him sleep like a normal(ish) person is fascinating.

For the first twenty minutes.

Now River's entirely too awake and she's not about to leave the comforts of a Doctor-adorned bed. There's only one logical solution.

She leans her head in to the crook of his neck, lips pressing soft kisses in a trail along his chin.]

[ The last time the Doctor can recall letting anyone see him sleep had been centuries ago, with Romana at his side, and only after she had badgered him to get some rest. He remembers it fondly with rose tinted glasses in soft focus, lacking any real detail side from the sentiment and being terribly annoyed by the whole thing.

Everything's very different now. He's very different now, with centuries under his belt and a dozen or so of friends who have come and gone. Still he doesn't sleep in front of them if he can help it. He has an image to maintain, an air to inhabit, and sleep is just so dull.

He doesn't drift back into wakefulness, but finds himself awake to the sound of two hearts beating in his ears and lips against his face.

Lips. Against his face. Suckers? Zygon? No, definitely lips. Human lips, one steady human pulse, and the smell of River's shampoo under his nose. He smiles to himself, moving to push her hair out of his face but simply leaving his hand there at the base of her neck.

It's nice, waking up like this. ]

Good morning to you too. How long was I out for? Not too long I hope.

[She continues to kiss for a moment more. He can likely feel her lips curve into a smile against his neck. His touch against the back]

Long enough for me to miss your voice.

[She lifts her head up to meet him face-to-face. At the back of her mind she hopes she isn't sporting a rough case of morning breath.] Hello, sweetie. Sleep well?

What, this old thing?

[ The usual quip is just that, usual, default. It comes out under his breath with a thoughtful, pleasant smile. It's almost as if he isn't thinking, for that moment, about how much she could miss his voice for all those patches of time that he's left her in Stormcage, or wandering the universe on her own.

Never been too good at sticking around, him. That would build expectations and people already expect too much of him.

He kisses her nose, that little smile never slipping. ]

You know what, I think I did.

[Let's be honest, the Doctor is her favorite old thing overall, not just his voice. It's the way he smiles, the way he pretends she isn't a better TARDIS pilot than he is, how his hand will brush against her curls or the way he kisses her nose.

So many little things endearing things about him. And now she can add the way he sleeps to that list.] Mm, I'm glad to hear it. I think we both zonked out last night rather quickly. Must've needed the rest.

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