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Consolation	By : Rumpelyssa Category: 1 through F > Doctor Who Views: 2064 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Consolation
Crying, Nyssa decided to throw herself into the MetaText of the Zambitian Mathematical Problems of Spiritual Versus Logical - anything to keep her mind of what had just happened … all right so he did not mean to but it was so … callous! The Doctor had just zoomed off without Tegan BEFORE he had even checked whether she was on board - after she had a reunion with the Master - why she did not blast him senseless was beyond her!
Nyssa only cried when the Doctor wasn’t looking - what would HE know about being the last of a race - his were still going strong. There would no longer be a pure bred Traken in the Universe - the Master had made sure of that, and the only possibility of there being a close resemblance to a pure Trakenite would be if she and the Master mated … yuck, she shuddered at the thought - she was sure Tegan would have more colourful language than that to describe it as.
Damn it, she slung the book against the wall just as the Doctor strolled into her room - Nyssa turned her back and curled into a foetal position, hugging her knees to her chin she sobbed her little heart out. The Doctor sat on the bed and reached out a hand to touch her bare shoulder.
“I .. I am sorry!” he exclaimed, “I really thought Tegan had come in with you!”
“It’s not that!” Nyssa mumbled through her tears.
“If I was absolutely certain I’d go back and save Adric but his death might be a Fixed Point!”
“Not that either!” she sniffed.
“I am pretty sure the Master is dead now!”
“NOT THAT!” Nyssa yelled before flinging her face on her pillow shaking out her emotions.
“What is it then?”
“I am the last of my race - my father is dead - my wonderful, beautiful father and I haven’t grieved for him the way he deserves… I haven’t even said his name!”
“Say it now then,” The Doctor suggested kindly. “As for not ever finding another of your race - how do you know there is not a Traken Mark B somewhere? Remember how the possibilities of the Universe are endless!”
“And yet they all end in death!” Nyssa exclaimed.
“There’s life before death!”
“Yes well, when you are the last of your race come back to me and tell me how you feel!”
“Good point, Nyssa!”
Her covers slipped revealing the little slip she wore in bed. Round nipples reacted to the cool air and stood erect underneath the flimsy white material. The Doctor gulped as his eyes stared at how feminine she was.
“I would have been paraded around by now for a man to marry me - father would only have accepted the best.”
“Yes,” the Doctor’s throat went dry and he felt his collar tighten.
“Doctor,” Nyssa sighed, “Do you realise I was sort of betrothed - somehow though, Kassia took a disliking for him and told him in no uncertain terms, I wasn’t interested.”
“Were you?”
“No, that was part of her … our skill - I did not know I had it until now.”
“Did she ever tell you how she found out?”
“I am not sure if both us got it through a telekinetic link to the Master?”
“Theoretically possible I imagine, why don’t we ask him when we see him next?”
“NEXT?” Nyssa yelled.
The Doctor rubbed inside his ears and shook his head: “Here was me thinking it was quieter without Tegan!”
In reply, Nyssa lightly punched the Doctor on his arm: “She wasn’t that bad!” Nyssa sighed. “You care for her, admit it!”
“Of course I care but she’s like my sister!”
“You had a sister?”
“Several!” the Doctor grinned.
Like many times before Nyssa could not tell whether the Doctor was being serious or not. Smiling, wiping the rest of her tears away she gazed up at the Doctor who was smiling down at her.
“Kiss me!” she sighed.
“What?” the Doctor gulped.
“You heard, kiss. me?”
“I am sure there are repairs to um …”
“Do them later.”
Jerking suddenly off her bed the Doctor landed on the floor unceremoniously on his coccyx. Giggling Nyssa leaned over allowing the Doctor to glance at her beautiful plump creamy breasts: “A simple kiss Doctor!”
“Why … what … where?”
“Please?”
“I am over seven hundred years old you know?”
“So what, Kassia was 80 my father 190! Kiss Me!”
“Where did this come from?”
Frustrated Nyssa flung her covers off her bed and threw her hands up in the air growling with annoyance she turned around, eyes full of fire as she swayed her hips walking towards him: “I am a normal, healthy, young girl. I am fire, I am passion … I am here alone, with you in an endless zone that still feels cramped… I have hungers,” she had backed him into a wall and grabbed his shirt front, “feelings, aches that needs to be cured. Thirsts that need quenching.”
“Nyssa!” The Doctor squeaked.
“Kiss me, Doctor!”
“Um!”
“Well, if you won’t then I will!” she murmured as she pulled his shirt with strength The Doctor did not know she was capable of, and made his lips meet hers in full, passionate kiss. Sweetly exploring inside his mouth she mumbled his name as she pressed her lips harder on his. Slowly, his arms embraced Nyssa’s waist: “Doctor!” she groaned again when she felt his hot hands on her hips.
“Nyssa!” he exclaimed deeply into hers causing her flesh to tingle.
His tongue slightly salty but delicious, oh so wonderful when it touched hers. Nyssa sighed as she ripped open his shirt!
“Glad you weren’t wearing the jumper!” she whispered.
“So was I!” he agreed as his hands lifted her legs up to circle his hips as he swung her around against the wall, “I haven’t done this in centuries.”
“I haven’t done this at all!” she laughed as her head drooped down her lips landed on the nape of his neck causing him to groan with pleasure deeply within his soul. If truth be told he had sort of wanted her the day he met her. Just like he wanted Zoe, Jo, Sarah-Jane, even Barbara was attractive, but he had denied himself those pleasures - now here he was allowing this, the youngest of all of them - to touch him. Perhaps the denial of pleasure for so long was a bad idea. Hot dots of dry kisses smothered his neck. Bending his head back she actually sucked his adams apple licking it a little. “Like that?” she asked shyly.
“Oh Nyssa,” he stroked her luscious hair away from her face gazing into her clear eyes darkened by pleasure giving them a turquoise appearance. “Nyssa, you have no idea how much I admire you!”
“I’m yours, Doctor. Yours for as long as you need me!”
“I need you right now!” he growled hungrily as her hands stroked down his naked chest. “Yes, oh boy yes!” he whispered as her tiny fingers reached down to the waistband, “and when I saved your life, Nyssa … my Nyssa!”
That was JUST what she wanted to hear as her nimble fingers undid the top button making fast work of the zip and delighted in the hungry groan as she touched his swollen, throbbing member. Fisting his hands into her honeyed curls his teeth grazed against her ear causing her to mewl pleasantly. “My heart is always yours, Doctor!” she said huskily.
With his trousers laying in a pool by his ankles he roved his hands up her legs now back around his waist - delving into her folds teasing apart her labia to reveal the flower of her feminity her scent aroused him even more as his fingers continued to rub against her vagina - allowing the fluid to fall onto his skin he dipped a finger into her. Watching her sweet reaction as she bit her lip to keep from screaming with the pain that it was causing her.
“Are you sure you want to go on?” he asked.
“I would rather it be you that causes this agony!” she replied.
The Doctor kissed her now really hard nipple and she held his head agaisnt her breast tenderly as he sucked it through the fabric. Grabbing the back of her head he gently eased into her a little before pulling out again: “Did that hurt?”
“A little!” tears were rolling down her cheeks: Not as much as the death of my entire race, she thought as he pushed back in again causing a guttural, almost feral growl from Nyssa. “That was slightly better!”
“I am not going to hurt you, Nyssa!” he exclaimed kissing her lips again moaning her name as her tongue flicked inside his.
Slowly, tenderly, he pushed further within causing her to yell in pain and tears freely fell down onto his bare shoulder. “Doctor!” she whimpered.
“Shh shh,” he fussed as he managed to kick his trousers away and took her to the bed.
Laying her down on the mattress he sighed as her entire body blushed at the way she was being gazed upon: “What?” she asked.
“Beautiful, my Nyssa … So very beautiful!”
Spreading her legs apart Nyssa took hold of his hand and he kissed her stomach causing her to cry with pleasure devouring both breasts. Hungrily licking and flicking his tongue on her rock hard, cute nipples as he also thrust tenderly into her with nothing but love as she yelled his name over and over again, getting hot with desire. Sweat acting as some sort of glue against the mattress cover as she found it hard to squirm and move beneath the Doctor’s equally sweating and heavy body. Oh but the pleasure to feel him between her legs - to be this intimate with the man she most adored apart from her father. Powerful, smooth thighs protected by her legs as he thrust further inside her causing her hands to grip tightly onto his scalp as her nails dug deep into his cranium his teeth sunk onto her breast.
“Doctor!” she convulsed beneath him. It seemed her body had been taken over by water as her movements became fluid. Head thumped and tingled as she realised now her actions were not entirely hers.
“Nyssa!” he growled back kissing and her throat fisting her hair again.
Raising her legs up higher, arching her back inviting him to join her soul with his. The Doctor straightened his back. Taut buttocks were now being held by Nyssa’s small hands as she pushed him into her: “DOCTOR!” she screamed. “DOCTOR!”
“NYSSA!” he closed his eyes. Feeling weak but heady as he allowed this woman to clamp her legs to his hips they rolled over and she was now on top.
“DOCTOR!” she yelled hungrily as she tensed up, leaning back slightly she slid down on him, “DOCTOR!”
They rocked together, the bed moving under them with force. “NYSSA!” he growled. “My DEAREST NYSSA!”
Gulping down the last of her fears, Nyssa bent down and took his pert nipple between her teeth and, looking up into his eyes she sucked and kissed around it tenderly and her tongue licked his chest and she slipped her body down to his belly button. Switching between kissing and licking as she went further down his body.
“No further than that, Nyssa!”
“But …”
“Not yet …”
Smiling Nyssa gazed into his eyes as she began to kiss around his thighs and gently tasted his plums - then crawled back up his body prowling like a tiger as she did so. Eyes sparkled turquoise. Dangerous suddenly, and yet so alluring. He would have a heck of a lot to explain to his mother.
“Doctor,” she murmured in his ear as she nibbled the lobe. “Thrust hard into me!”
The Doctor positioned her back onto the mattress, this time her head on the pillow her legs spread open - gulping down the last of his insecurities - the Doctor leant over her. Blonde fringe flopped over his brow and Nyssa wiped it away: “My Doctor!” she whispered.
“With your permission, my Lady?”
Smirking, Nyssa nodded as he held onto her knees and thrust inside her causing her arms to spread up above her hand as her hands gripped onto the curly designs of the headboard, the knuckles grazing against the wall as the Doctor thrust into her causing her to scream louder sweat pouring off his body onto her slip which was damp with her own now so he could see through to her body. Lifting the hem up of her slip he grabbed her hips and pushed her forward as he thrust down.
“DOCTOR!”
“NYSSA!
“DOCTOR!”
“NY-S… SA!” he hissed and grunted thrusting.
“Doc - TOR!” she exclaimed in a passionate cry.
“MY NYSSA!” he groaned.
The bed jumped up slightly at the rear end as the Doctor made quick, multiple short thrusts into her soul - making Nyssa giddy, dizzy, ecstatic - was the room spinning around her? She did not care: “DOCTOR!” she yelled arching her back tensing up one final time as he felt his ejaculation: “NYSSA!” he grunted as his seed spread inside her.
“Doctor!” Nyssa panted as she collapsed back onto the bed, red, sweaty and strangely fulfilled.
“Nyssa,” he collapsed on top of her laying his head between her breasts kissing them once more before kissing her mouth with his hunger also satiated.
Twirling his blonde hair in between her fingers Nyssa sighed as she held his head on her almost naked breast: “My Doctor!” she sighed as she closed her eyes.
….
Switching off his Monitor the Master smiled as he went back to his controls: “So the little Nyssa desires Timelords does she?” he chuckled. “Wait until I ‘accidentally’ run into her again,” with a smirk he unzipped his trousers: “I am probably more Timelord than she will probably be able to handle!” doing his trousers back up he looked into the mirror arranging his features into that of … “once she looks upon this countenance,” he giggled, “she won’t be able to refuse!”
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