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Legendary Lovers
This was inspired by the Katy Perry song, with bits from Utopia to Last of the Time Lords and a brief appearance by that glimpse of the coat that John is wearing in Sound of Drums and is a partially backstory for the Mates alternate ending.
Eilinora ~ Light
Lucetta ~ Light
Hardien ~ Dark
Teimhnean ~ Dark
Halwende ~ Lonely
Mishe ~ God like
Keitaro ~ Blessed
Anastasio ~ Greek Reborn Italian Resurrection
She hadn't made it far before she got that feeling you know that feeling that someone is standing just over your shoulder. She had hoped that some how without a probable explanation that Jack had escaped so that she wouldn't be alone in this yet as she turned around there was no one. She went to her sister's flat trying to find anything she could use to aid her. Most of the residents on the block were to frightened to come out all the better for her and then she did have the aid of the perception filter the Doctor had made for them. She found a coat that her mum said once belonged to her Gran and some military style black pants and a travel back pack from Tish's “wondering” days. Putting every useful item she could find there in the pack she set off to raid the family home. With no arguing or shouting no tv or radio going it seemed more like a mausoleum than a home.
She took what she thought would more than likely be her last relaxing hot shower and climbed into her former bed pulling the covers over her head wishing for one slight moment she had never met the Doctor. She remember the look Joan Redfern gave him when she realized all of this happened because of him. All of this current madness happened because of her not being able to keep her mouth shut. She unleashed God only knew what kind of horror onto the Earth. Yet she could still blame it on the Doctor. He didn't necessarily need her as a companion he could have found someone else. One trip was all that he promised and then he stretched that into another and another until she was his companion. Oh and the way he risked his life and hers and that of the people around them was frightening. More so for everyone else than himself. Staring at the clock she couldn't believe that it was almost one in the morning and she was still so wired and very awake. She sighed deeply giving into the one thing that would get her to sleep.
The Master was kissing Lucy deeply caressing the small of her back hoping that he would get his way with her tonight. This regeneration was so randy always hard up for a good fuck he spent most of the time getting off by hand since he found Earth women horrid. But they were everywhere and there were no Time Ladies around to ease his eager manhood he would settle for his lithe little human companion. She was a lot easier on bone than one of the Venusian women if one wasn't careful they would find themselves well fucked and missing their member. The first part he would enjoy but the latter not so much. He would have to hypnotize her when it came down to him getting his pleasure. Sex isn't fun when your partner is bleeding from having ripped their lovely lady parts to pieces getting off your knot. He was about to dip the head of his cock inside of her waiting wet passage when he felt a tug in his mind. “Harry” She cooed she tried to grind herself down onto him. He shoved her hard and she landed with a good hard bounce onto the floor. Before he knew it he was standing outside the Jones family home completely unsure of how he arrived there.
Martha moaned out loud slightly aware that she didn't have to stifle the sounds of her pleasure anymore. Her lover was so skilled his fingers moved inside of her so well she had yet to see his face or hear his voice but by gods his mouth. The way he worked his tongue in and out of her mouth was so sinful she longed for his body on top of hers. She snaked her hand into her draw beside the bed getting for her long forgotten vibrators. The fancy velvet lined box had preserved them well the bullet's cold tip touching her hot clit. She head fell back as she saw a flash of red in the darkness and looked down between her legs. “Not you anyone but you.” The Master explored the house looking for the source that tugged on his mind gazing at family photos and caressing fine items here and there. The tug got stronger as he approached a small bedroom at first he could believe his ears yet here he had her and she had yet to get anywhere. She writhed on the bed silver vibrator clenched tightly inside by her muscles and her hand working tirelessly with the bullet. “Yes Master.” He froze for the second time that day before he slipped out his laser screwdriver deciding to kill her here and now while she's still vulnerable. As she opened her eyes she saw the man himself standing in front of her and her orgasm hit her hard. Vivid images flowed into his mind of himself doing the most intimate of dark thing to her naked body her eyes still locked with his as she stilled.
“Can't sleep can you Miss Jones.” An idea quickly forming in his head she needed sleep and he needed to cum and if he played this right he could ride this out for a bit. “Tell me has this...” he picked up the vibrator that previous rested inside of her and gave it a good lick “helped you recently?” She just stared at him refusing to answer him already ashamed of herself for even fantasizing about him. “What about him? Has he ever helped you sleep?” She took in his state of undress a white tank top black silk pajama bottoms no shoes and just that coat. She could have sworn he was sporting a hard on but then again she also thought she saw him give her a little pelvic thrust. Nevermind the notion of him licking her juices off her vibrator. “Pay attention if you can. Has HE ever helped you sleep?” He was on her bed now so close she could see his face so clearly. He was both angelic and devilish handsome and beautiful. “No.” The very sound of her lust filled voice so soft and husky made his cock jump and his heart clench. “There's something I'm missing Martha Jones. Something real close. It's staring me right in the face and I can't see it.” She had heard words so similar to those before and they hurt her then just as they still stung now. “When was the last time you let a man drink a nectar as fine as yours?” “It's...” She refused to finish her statement. She hadn't had sex with a man since her nineteenth birthday.
“Let me help you.” His voice was so sexy and dark but then she shook her head. “I promise you on the very pang of my last breath that I'm not using any hypnosis or mind control on you.” “Why?” “Why what? Martha you're going to have to be more specific I've lost blood flow to my brain in favor of supplying my cock.” He lay with lower half pressed between her legs rolling his hips forward in small circles rocking against her pelvis. She had so many questions and he had a throbbing rager with very little patience left. He aligned himself so he hit her clit with each little circle of his pelvis waiting for her to moan. She whimpered steadily rolling her body to meet his. She bit her bottom lip when a moan threatened to come from her he licked across her lips breathing heavily.
“The only thing separating you from me is a very thin piece of silk. It's up to you to decide.” He closed his eyes when a rush of pleasure over took him as she felt the now very wet from of his bottoms. “Do you have any diseases that I need to know about? I mean I don't want to catch an alien std. Is it you know normal?” “I can assure you Miss Jones my cock is one hundred percent clean and uninfected. It's not drastically different from a human's I do have a knot but I don't have a bone or anything like that.” “Hang on. Did you just you just say bone and knot?” “Yeah some Time Lords have cock bones some of us just have knots some have both. You could really benefit from learning more about alien races I think.” “You think?” “No matter this night shall be one you will never forget.” He slipped down his bottoms and positioned himself at her entrance slowing sliding in he exhaled a long deep breath he hadn't known he was holding. She felt so fucking good to his aching manhood he could instantly see how come the Doctor was so addicted to them. Her walls gripped at him from all directions stroking him pulling on him and kneading him trying to take him deeper.
“Hang on what about pregnancy? I'm sure you don't want any half Time Lords running around.” He worked his hips into a slow shallow grind angling himself to hit her g-spot on every deep thrust. She moaned. “Slim to none. You would have a better chance of getting struck by lighting after winning the lottery in America two times in a row.” His pace painfully slow she thought she would die from the sensations. Her head fell further back into the pillows as she felt her second orgasm of the night take her over the edge. He hiked her legs up onto his shoulders and she locked them behind his head without question as he continued his sinfully agonizing pace. Every other thrust he would swing his tailbone sending her into a territory unknown. She had her third orgasm when he changed their positions again he bucked forcefully and wildly holding her legs apart.
Once in awhile she would feel his balls slap her thigh when he would change his angles thrusting into her with great zeal. She was lost in orgasm number six when she couldn't feel him inside her anymore instead she felt his tongue lapping at her down there. She hit orgasm number seven when he began slurping quite loudly looking up at her she could barely make out something he said about squirting and heaven. On her tenth orgasm she felt him push himself a little more forcefully than he had before at he entrance and then a sort of pop with complete fullness. She could barely think of what it could be and he nodded his head his sweat covered body shaking with fracturing restraint. He was so so close to cumming he was sure that even she could feel it coming sliding it's way up. She can't remember if it was orgasm number fourteen or fifteen but he came hard with her and she felt her world spin as he kissed her fully claiming her mouth as his own. He swore he heard his name whispered from her lips.
He had never felt so much peace in his life since his days before the Academy. He was home and everything was so peaceful and so beautiful that he found fault in it all. It was too beautiful too serene even as he opened the door to go out back. He walked the lands until he found his favorite spot he used to visit as a child and there she was. “During my parents divorce I would think of this place often. I just thought it up one day and I come here all the time. When the stress of the world...my world seems to great to bear. Everyday I spend more and more time here I even had my own little fairy tale romance play out here.” He eyed the couple yards away from them oblivious to their surroundings madly making love as if the world only began and ended with them. He almost let his jaw drop when he saw a much younger version of himself with a younger Martha. She couldn't know it was him at all not the way she lovingly holding him yet there she was. There was another couple beyond them near the falls he knew their story. Eilinoralucetta and Hadrienteimhnean were the Legendary Lovers of Sephira Falls.
Lucetta and Hadrien loved each other as if there was nothing greater in the world than their love alone. Nothing would keep them apart except for Halwendemishe who did not want Lucetta to be with Hadrien because of his dark and powerful nature. Instead he tried to guide her to lesser beings yet a lesser being could not satisfy her wild and untameable heart. Mishe spotted them one day making love atop of the falls were they had just sealed their souls becoming bonded mates for life. “Is it true Lucetta you are carrying our child?” She nodded rapidly drinking in the delight of impending fatherhood gracing his face. Yet as he looked at hers all he could see was fear. “Mishe!” Hadrien pushed her out of the way to keep her safe as he fought Mishe. Mishe swung out at Lucetta instead yelling profanities at her as she tried to save her life and that of her unborn child. “Halflings have no place in our society. They die too easily they are too much like the others.” He shoved her off the falls and without hesitation Hadrien followed her. He couldn't help the strong connection he felt to Hadrien. They died together forever lives cut short by their people who put together those rules in place.
Their people his people they were one in they same. They ruined the lives or Lucetta and Hadrien and now his. His chance at happiness was gone that damnable noise made sure of that. He listened for it the noise that had become his safety net and the bane of his very existence since age eight. It never came.. Martha sat beside a pond where he would swim and fish as a child staring at the water. A hummingbird fish swam up to nip the tip of her finger. “It is said that the bite of a hummingbird fish brings good fortune to the receiver.” The look she gave him was one of shock and awe. “As inviting as your mouth maybe you should really close it darling. Your imaginary sanctuary just happens to be my secret place I would visit as a child. A sort of home away from home. When the council would come my parents would often hide me away out here because if a certain family member found out about me I would have been killed or worse studied. They would have taken away my mother too. Studied her maybe even dissected to find out how she managed to conceive, carry and give birth to me. Our people were cursed with infertility long ago. Even then I never mattered much to my father just an heir to his family dynasty.”
She stared at the man beside her he made no sense at all this was the man who just took over the world. He just killed one tenth of seven billion people on her planet yet looking at him she couldn't find a reason to be angry at him. With his madness stripped away he seemed almost normal well as normal as she could reason a Time Lord like him would be without the drumming. He was a genuine curiosity as he lay on the ground next to the pond hand in the water making waves. He was free so very free here and here was where he wanted to stay with her. The same little hummingbird fish that bit Martha earlier returned and nipped his finger as well before swimming off again. She sat down beside him looking at his hand as a beautifully intricate pattern in silver blossomed . There were touches of gold here and there and at a point the silver and gold intertwined several times with several heart shaped off shoots here and there. Around his finger appeared a ring just as delicate as the whole hand design following a hunch she removed his shirt to which he didn't object and found the design going up his arm before stopping just below his right heart.
He looked at her expectantly with a dark hungry look as she removed her top and examined herself. Unaware she was straddling him she let out a low needy moan as he suckled and messaged her bare chest. Cradling her to him he growled in unrestrained pleasure as she ground herself down onto him impatiently. The blood orange sky set the silver trees ablaze the wild flowers sang waving wildly in the winds and here on their little nest of red grass was where they belonged. Shimming his hips he busied his free hand with the removal of her skirt. Her gasps brought him to full attention in more ways than one as he followed her line of site to his member. He didn't see what was so great about it just above average size for a Time Lord. In fact it was the smallest one he's ever had so far at a mere eight and a half inches long maybe a little over an inch in width. Maybe it had more veins than the average human male cock? Maybe his double heart beat made it jump a more than the basic human male? His train of thought was lost as he felt her slowly slid down onto him.
Martha leaned backwards on her arms with her legs spread wide apart thrusting her lower half giving him a good show. He was lost in the pleasure of the moment hypnotized watching his member slip in and out of his lovely and vivacious little woman. He could feel her muscles clenching him pulling him towards his climax he wasn’t ready for this to be over. He dislodged himself from her and gently pushed her down onto her back. She cried out at the loss of him he soothed her with kisses employing his skilled tongue. He traveled from her mouth to her jawline down to the valley of her breasts and lower glancing up at her every few kisses. She keened softly grinding on his face looking down at him she saw his hands snaked around the inner tops of her thighs keeping her splayed out for him at the mercy of his mouth. Getting his fill from her orgasm he knelt between her legs and guided himself slowly into her. The pace he set was slow swirling his hips and swinging his tailbone rocking his pelvis against hers dropping long deep kisses to her waiting mouth below.
A slow and steady dance well practiced throughout the ages by countless bipedal species around the universe. Martha never experienced love making like this it threaten to drown her in pleasure so intense than she wouldn't ever want to come up for air. If she died now she would be happy to have known this kind of love. The moons rose high in the sky shining silver and gold light down onto the couples making love in the serene beauty of this hidden spot. They came together their minds opening to the other bonding them forever. Their bonding ties glowed brightly dying down their arms slowly until only one of the tiny gold and silver hearts glowed. It felt so right and he felt so complete more complete than he ever felt in his long and miserable existence. She was his Lucetta, his Juliet, his Cleopatra, his Martha Jones and he was her Hadrien, her Romeo, her Marc Antony her loving and devoted Koschei. They were lightness and darkness. Sure the former couples had all died in their prime but this time they could make it. This time the would make it! He carefully rotated their positions so that they were on their sides and snuggled close to her waiting for his tie to her to subside. “Let's stay here forever Martha. Don't wake me up.”
Morning brought bright bright very bright sun light into Martha's small bedroom window illuminating everything and everyone. At first she could have sworn she was just seeing things like she had been out on a drunk the night before. Yet as she slowly remembered the previous day things came back to her and she felt a jumble of feelings guilt, anger, regret, shame, determination and something she couldn't identify. She dressed swiftly checking her arm after last night's wildly intense dream and then dared something she feared would end her life. She pulled back the covers trying to do it as quickly and softly as she could to look at his arm that happened to be safely tucked away under her pillows. Reaching for it she hesitated slightly trying not to wake him when she straddled him and pulled his arm his eyes shot open in an instant. “Did I not tell you to not wake me up.” She tried to back away off of him but his knees went up and apart he then proceeded to hold the rest of her in place with a fairly strong arm. She woke him up she fucking woke him up. What was even worse than being ripped out of paradise? The drumming. The fucking drumming constantly reminding him that he couldn't be that person that he could never have that life. He straightened his legs out in front of him and held her fast around the waist ripped off her pants and panties he gave her a test smack first. Loving the way it felt he began a rapid succession of blows alternating cheeks he knew she was crying from the sound of her voice but he arousal urged him on. Her scent attacked his nose making his mouth water so badly he stopped to lick her lavishly. He swirled his tongue around her clit noting how she pushed back closer to his face. His fingers found her entrance and he worked the two of inside her stroking that spot inside of her with a come hither motion. Her head dropped into his lap and she held onto his hard dick as though it would save her from his assault. “While you are down there holding onto it you could put your mouth to good use and I shouldn't have to tell you anymore.”
She felt as though she had been slapped. The gentleness that she experienced the night before was gone in its place was the madness and she wanted off this train. She was about to break from his hold when he slipped his tongue inside of her. She let go of his cock and grabbed his thigh with bruising strength his tongue slithered around inside of her like some kind of a snake touching and tasting everything it could. He wriggled it around while sliding out and nearly corkscrewing it back inside delighting in her breathy moans and high pitched cries. She was the best fucking drug he ever had he still couldn't pin down what made him go after her but he would be damned if he would let her go easy. He would follow her anywhere to get a hit of her. Nothing he ever had even as a boy sneaking out of the Capitol to drink with the Doctor tasted like this. Her body was pure heaven and he wanted to keep it so he formed a plan. Letting her go after she had her orgasm he slipped on his bottoms and shirt took his laser screwdriver in hand and he left without a word. When she came to she didn't see him that made her both relieved and frightened redressing quickly she was about to make her leave when out of the corner of her eye she caught sight of a flash of red. He caught up with her she met Mathieu saying something about forgetting he left his coat and he was cold without it. He figured she must have had it because it was too finely crafted for her to have left it behind and she might have found something deadly in the pockets. In truth he was quite sure she would have nothing but helpful human items in the pockets. He cleaned them out after Lucy who love to go in them pulled out an interstellar gamma infected chihuahua. What a bad way to start off a second date. He probably should have paid more attention to what pocket he dropped the little sucker in anyway.
Holding onto her legs as poured himself into her once again he began to pickup on something that was different inside of her. He pulled out of her covering her mouth with his hand to stifle her moans. Dropping down on his knees in front of her he slipped his head between her legs and placed his ear near the crease where he mound met her lower abdomen. It was a faint sound but he heard it none the less Martha Jones had a tiny little life growing inside of her. Whipping out his laser screwdriver he scanned her properly. She was about to ask him what he was doing when he projected and image in mid-air for her and she was silent at first. “But you said...!” “I know what I said because I was going on the probability and even though this was a slim possibility” “POSSIBILITY!!!” “I still didn't see it happening what could have changed then almost definite impossible outcome to probably?” She wasn't too far along but he wouldn't ever consider termination he was quite proud. They laid together that night in a dream filled bliss. They where safe in their little glen rolling around kissing in a sea of red grass when he noticed a small heart glowing on their bonding ties. He instantly felt another small tug on his mind and he explored it. There waiting in it's mothers womb was his little offspring with her floating around happily. “Martha you're pregnant.” She held onto him tightly as he kissed her tears of happiness. “We're having a baby!” He held onto her unwilling to let go even when they made love under the stars. They spotted a pair of loverbirds in a nearby tree but he couldn't shake the feeling that something was still haunting him. In the distance a deathling sang its mournful song.
Morning came too soon and she found herself alone with food, prenatal vitamins and he altered her clothes plus her coat so that she wouldn't get hurt or show. She understood that he wasn't going to supply her anymore than what he could dig up from his pockets and since he didn't have a scooter or a car of a useful size in them she wasn't going to get it. She was sure she would see him again maybe when she got to Turkey but if you asked her how come she trusted him or even cared enough to keep letting him sex her up she didn't know. Everytime she was around him she felt like it was right like they should be together. She saw him again before she could make her way across to Japan and he could feel that something was wrong yet he was sure it was just his fatherly senses combating with his madness. He would keep them safe as the Earth waged war and burned giving birth to a new Gallifrey.
He was with Martha in Japan when other shoe dropped that feeling that all this happiness could end in the blink of an eye hit hard. He would have given anything to be trapped in a black hole again than to have to face the heartsbreaking look on Martha's face when she miscarried. He tried not to let the pain register on his face as he delivered the baby whose half hearts weren't strong enough to beat and trigger a regeneration. He held back his tears for her sake when he removed the afterbirth and made sure she was okay blood wise. Yet he broke down when she demanded to know what the baby’s sex was. “A little boy.” He couldn't take his eyes off of the carefully wrapped preemie as he let his tears fall so openly falling down on his knees holding the little bundle not wanting to let go. He wailed even louder when she sat beside him as best she could in her current state and they rocked and cried together as he described how their little one would look. They walked around until they found a beautiful flower garden when they laid their son to rest and then for the first time since their little relationship began she left him instead. He waited for dawn he prayed she was out of Japan now because he would never hear the end of what he planned to do to it from her. With the rest of the Jones family he watched Japan burn. He wanted them there just to feel her presence with him. Oh how they would never know the precious little boy that they had only just missed. He could say he destroyed it because of the Drast tried to undermine his authority as ruler of the planet but he knew the real reason. He couldn't bear looking at that damn spot on his map anymore. Down on Earth a tiny part of Martha felt he was right in doing what he did.
Their last meeting felt more like two lost people just looking to feel again. They had sex just to feel again and then they parted ways not battling an eye or bothering to look back for the other. He found some measure of solace in other women on board the Valiant but he didn't find the same kind of peace and pleasure. Whenever Lucy would ask about his past disappearances he would become enraged for no reason and hit her. At night he would sit alone and pray that SHE would end his life because the suffering was too much now. The madness claimed him again and she no longer mattered much to him he laughed in her face when the guy she called herself wanting to replace him with was killed by him just a few feet from where she stood. Part of him raged that if she had jumped in the way she would have been dead but he mentally slapped that part. She would die. She would die in front of the Doctor and he would have his war with the universe. When he lay dying he could feel her sorrow and the little bit of glee she had. When he was resurrected he sought her out if only just to see her for a few seconds and for those few seconds he was in awe as she fought aliens and treated others in the middle of a fire fight.
His hearts weren't broken but they were bruised when he saw the ring on her finger. He fought his way back from the Time War using the damnable noise in his head as a link to the present and he turned up in Cardiff on the Rift. He needed time to get himself together while she traveled with the Doctor again. Brand new regeneration cycle and he repeats a face yet he was sort of glad to see that face. It was the first face of the Doctor he had seen in so long after he left Gallifrey behind in the war. Though the Doctor never saw him he did see him before he fled to the end of time. When he went about searching the galaxy in his “borrowed” sonic locked laser cruiser he was surprised to see the Doctor and Martha. Not because they were together but because of them becoming mated and he felt the pain of what he could only assume was a broken pair of hearts at the time. Yet he slept for the first time in such a long time since Martha and he dreamed of her. With her new condition he understood now that they were bonded and tied stronger than her bond with the Doctor and that he could easily get her back. When he happened upon a dying a planet where the inhabitants begged to be killed he showed them mercy and he used his mental connection to Martha to keep the Doctor away. Yet he came after him in the fight the Doctor subjected his young children to the harmful chemicals that their young bodies weren't yet equipped to handle and they died. When they came to be together again she already had a daughter that he would raise as his own. She eventually gave birth to their second son honoring him with the name they decided on for their first way back in Japan. Keitaro-Anastasio
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