𝙋𝙧𝙤𝙛𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙤𝙧 𝙍𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙎𝙤𝙣𝙜.

“Just come in here, please.” Xena sighed loudly as she stared at the place where the back wall of the loungeroom used to be. It was no longer a wall that was for certain, it looked like another dimension, one she did not recognise.

Will you stop pissing about with that bloody thing and come here? The kids are up to something. @SpacehairSong

“Ah good.” a genuine smile spread across her lips causing her face to light up. “Right, dinner...” she ducked around the console to enter the coordinates. “I know the perfect place.”

“Mmm... I wouldn’t object to my wife travelling with me for a little while though. Only if she wants to of course.” the Doctor winked.

“Urgh... nasty.” she mumbled. “I have missed you. And no, I do not. People tend to.... aggravate me these days.”

“Shut up, I did not.” she scoffed. “And yes, I might have... what if it?” the white haired woman smirked as she looked into River’s beautiful eyes.

“No, they don’t. I agree. I do not know how I managed to consume them in my last body.” she shook her head and pulled River against her. “I adore you my love. It is nice to have you around again.”

“No. I knew you were winding me up.” the Doctor smirked. “Now come get drunk with me. Because if you don’t, I’ll force feed you disgusting custard and fish fingers. Because I know how much you love them.”

“Afraid of you? No. Afraid of that object you are holding ripping a hole in the side of my ship... yes.” she chuckled, moving into River’s space and gently taking the item and placing it back in its case. “Now, how about you stop winding me up and we get into that wine?”

“How about we trade.... you give it to me. And I, in return, will take you out for a wonderful meal... followed by some drinks. Does that appeal to you, my love?” the white haired woman smiled again, picking up the wine bottle and glass next to her. “Sound good? Maybe?”

“Please...” the Doctor almost begged, she was being cautious. Her wife was in a mood, and when she was in this sort of mood it could spell disaster. “Pretty please...”

The Doctor stepped towards her wife, her eyes focused on the item in her hands. “I would really prefer it if you did...”

The Doctor sighed, rolling her eyes. “Honestly? Never... but can you please, put /that/ down.”

“What? Don’t do that. No.... stop. River... no.” @SpacehairSong.

“I... I absolutely am, my love.” the Doctor stammered. “Would you like me to show you how much, now?” she smirked a little, winking at her wife.

“Of course I’ve missed more than your ass.” the Doctor rolled her eyes. “I’ve missed, all of you.” she slipped her hands up River’s body and began unbuttoning her blouse.

“No, no I would not.” the Doctor chuckled, groaning as her wife squeezed her ass. “Gods I’ve missed those hands.”