tag sex:first-time

12 items.

Breathing Sculptures

twelve/clara mature · 1956 words

They're back in the TARDIS, and he doesn't bring her home straight away. He won't admit he wants more than what he has.

The Idiot

twelve/clara mature · 5112 words

The Doctor looks deep into Clara's eyes... and to his horror realizes that the bonding has been triggered. He must either mate with Clara or die. He chooses death.

Joining and Other Puzzling Habits

twelve/clara/danny general · 2700 words

The Doctor will do whatever makes Clara happy, even when it puzzles him. So will Danny.

Short Circuit

twelve/clara general · 727 words

They run out of the house, through the snow, and into the TARDIS. And then...

Mad Dogs and Scotsmen

malcolm/jamie mature · 2571 words

Jamie receives messages from Saint Malcolm.

Owned

malcolm/clara adult · 3791 words

Malcolm's bit of solo experimentation with bondage has gone horribly wrong. To his horror, coworker Clara appears to rescue him. Clara decides to demand answers to a few questions before setting him free.

Twist the sinews of thy heart

twelve/clara mature · 1489 words

The Doctor was wrong about the trees and the solar flare. Very very wrong.

So Let Us Melt

twelve/clara mature · 3360 words

The Doctor explains to Clara why he's alone, even when he's holding her. She does something about it.

Conjunction

twelve/clara mature · 4941 words

All of time and space, out there in a blue box. Where do they go first, and what do they do? The Doctor shows Clara a wonder.

Traveling Hopefully

malcolm/clara adult · 7822 words

Malcolm is returning to London from self-imposed exile on a remote island, but a storm has delayed the ferry. To his annoyance, somebody else is also stuck waiting for the same ferry. She had better not be a reporter.

The Thief

twelve/clara mature · 9701 words

This is what happened in between the Doctor's visit to Gallifrey's coordinates and the meeting in the cafe.

The Wedding Tree

twelve/clara mature · 5619 words

For once an encounter with an advanced civilization was not going to end in war, catastrophe, disaster, or even a pell-mell run toward something or away from something. It was just a lovely thank-you ceremony for the two of them, that's all, followed by a lovely night high up in a tree house. With one bed. Wait.