A Little Rain…

• Doctor Who
• Thirteen x Rose
• prompt: rain

A Little Rain…

They end up darting through the trees,
laughing, the Doctor
just ahead
of Rose,
pulling at her hand.
They’d been exploring in the village
when the rain started,
not a sprinkle
or a dizzle
but a downpour,
like standing in a waterfall.
Rose shrieks a laugh
and their hands reach out
as one,
finding each other
with ease.
(A thousand
thousand
years,
their hands
can find each other
anywhere.)
They run,
their steps
finding an easy rhythm,
arms pumping,
hearts beating
in time.

But when the Doctor
almost
has her fingers
on the door of the TARDIS
Rose pulls her back,
into her arms,
presses her back into the rough blue.
There’s a hum of approval
from the ship–
she always
has to have her say–
but they barely notice.
Fingers push dripping blonde hair
from eyes, other find
warm skin just above jeans
or hook through belt loops.
Closer,
tighter,
heartbeats
almost
indistinguishable.
Breath mingles,
smiling lips
press together,
fingers splay
on the small of a back.
A tongue teases,
kisses deepen,
heads spin.
Pulling apart to
breathe,
eyes meet,
foreheads press
together.
No words are needed.
Touch
is enough.

..

NaPoWriMo day 16

Hello, Wanderlust

• Doctor Who
• Donna Noble
• prompt - yearning to see the stars, post mind-wipe

Hello, Wanderlust

Donna’s feeling…
restless.

She never used to feel this way.
She woke up
and went to work
and laughed with her friends
and got into bed tired and ready to sleep.
It didn’t vary much
but it was good.
Rich.
Full.

But now…

She doesn’t know what changed.
One day she looked up at the night sky
and instead of stars she saw…
home.

She tries to ignore it.
But the feeling grows inside her,
an acorn
growing into a giant
oak,
so big it won’t fit
under her skin.
She finds herself buying
books–
about the moon,
the solar system,
the distant stars.
Her bedroom walls
are plastered with star charts,
her dreams
with interstellar travel.

It’s impossible, of course.
But whenever someone laughs
at her ideas
she just
smiles.
She rather likes
being
impossible.

…

NaPoWriMo day 10

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Author’s Note - the title is a play on “Farewell Wanderlust”, a(n amazing) song by The Amazing Devil