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padawansuggest · 6 months

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Okay so I want to make an arranged marriage AU for Obi-Wan/Jango. But like. Instead of it being all ‘neither of us want this’ it’s a contract that they both willingly signed and honestly it was obsession at first sight.

Lemme explain.

See, Stewjon (ruled by King Yoda and his mess of adopted kids, so adoption is very common on the planet and they don’t even mind that Prince Jango already has kids) is a peaceful little world that cares about arts, parties, and farming. It’s a mixture of fun and practical. Most Mandalorians think it’s kinda shallow, but fun for party weekends to run off to. A lot of New Mandalorians that still hate the republic send their kids off to school there.

Obi-Wan is 25 minutes late to the meeting and Jango is all ‘you know what, I can handle not having to entertain him, clearly he’s got better things to do Lmao, this marriage will be easy’ and then the next minute someone flings open the meeting room doors, and you can just SEE Prince Qui-Gon’s face fall. He’s been toting the qualities of his baby son for the whole time they’ve been there, talking about the art degrees the kid has (Obi likes painting and sculpting in canon okay) and Jango is all ‘that’s great, he can paint his own wedding armor I’m sure it’ll be lovely’ and about how Obi-Wan is great with kids and loves to read ‘that’s great, he can entertain my father AND son at the same time’

And then the door slams open, and in comes a wild looking Xanatos, physically dragging a snarling young man who’s trying to bite through Xanatos’s wrist.

‘DAD HES TRYING TO REMOVE MY HAND’

‘Oh my. He’s not normally so… violent.’

‘THATS A FUCKING LIE AND YOU KNOW IT’

Anyways, Obi-Wan is eventually soothed into submission when Jango, who can’t stop laughing, asks if Obi-Wan really finds him so distasteful, cause he can just leave if so. Obi-Wan, after pulling his slightly bloody mouth off his brother’s arm with an air of dainty sweetness, just licks his chops and mentions Xanatos told him the Mandalorians would take away his pet Varactyl because they wouldn’t want Boga running around the city.

Jango just laughs even harder and tells him he can have whatever big dangerous pets he wants to. Obi-Wan gets up to go meet his new future husband and inform him that he would like a nexu. Jango says yes but also gifts him a new virodagger that makes Obi-Wan squeal about how pretty it is.

Jaster expected them to leave the planet with a very tenacious plan for breaking off the marriage but instead Jango is sighing lovingly and telling his new beloved that they shan’t be parted for much longer. Lovesick strill pups at first sight.

#star wars #obi wan kenobi #jango fett #jangobi #give me an arranged marriage where they immediately decide it’s gonna be awesome #Jango thinks Obi is cute all covered in blood and lookin sweet #Obi wants to ride Jango’s face that’s a nice face #he’s also indulgent and has a nice laugh and willing to let him keep his girl boga so those are important too #but that’s a nice face right there #stewjon is now actually the kingdom of the Jedi lol they’re still Jedi just weirder #boga is their flower girl #she lets boba and omega ride on her back down the aisle #also Obi is very feral he nuzzles Jango in greeting like a cat #feral obi wan

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snnnailmail · 9 days

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More lil sketches of my Flower Kid-sona 💥💥🐊🦷 n some stuff I made up abt her eyesies 👁️👁️

Facts ⬇️😃

In regular chill human height numbers she’s 4’10 but in my mind’s eye she is the size of a backpack.

She is 27… Good number I think.

I was going to draw Habit with her so I could tag him but forgort.

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123pixieaod · 9 months

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Inspired by this godly post which unlocked a part of my brain I didn't know existed, and solidly gave me complete and utterly brainrot until I wrote something

A thousand thanks to Lily for her wonderful help :))

"Does Kelly not mind you spending all your time with me?" Daniel asks, because she's Daniel and once she's thought something she can't keep her fucking mouth shut, even if she knows it's trouble.

Max looks up, pausing his set of weights, and blinks at her. Daniel feels her cheeks warm. One day, that mouth of yours will run you straight into trouble, young lady, her mum used to tell her, voice firm. Good girls know when to keep quiet. Daniel used to just laugh at the warning. Her laugh is loud and the opposite of quiet, but she used to know that everyone always loved her laugh.

"No," Max says after a beat and then continues lifting. Daniel hates the way her gaze tracks over him, lingering on the movement of his muscles, the ease with which he lifts the weight. Tawny hair brushed out of his eyes, cheeks dusted warm from the exertion. "Of course not."

"Why of course not?" Daniel asks. She wants to sew her mouth shut. This time, Max didn't look over as he answers.

"Kelly's very secure, she's not like other girls. And besides, she knows you."

It's strange. When Daniel was seven and Michelle eleven, they'd gone rock pool fishing. Michelle had been crouched over a shallow pool of water, her finger delicately brushing the tentacles of the anemone. Daniel had been scaling the rocks, wanting steeper, taller, more.

She'd found the shark first, nestled high at between the rocks, and for a beat she hadn't known what she was looking at. Just details, but nothing collective. Rotting smell. Shrivelled holes where eyes should be. Scales of silver lightning. Rubbery fish picked clean. The flash of bone, pearl white.

Then she realised what she was staring at, and screamed. Her father held her while her mother scolded her. I told you not to go climbing! It's too dangerous, Daniel. Why can't you just be good like your sister and stay by the shallow pools?

And then, later, ice cream. Her dad, beside her, explaining the horror away.

It's just nature, Dani. The waves wash them up, and they get stuck there. They can't get back to the sea, and then the sun dries them out.

They drown on air, Michelle helpfully pointed out, her feet kicking happily as she licked her 99. Daniel just just nodded, ice cream untouched. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw the sunken holes, the rotting flesh.

She hasn't thought about that moment for years, but suddenly it washes back over her. She feels simultaneously both. The child, staring at the carcass, frozen in shock. The shark, burning up in the sun, chocking on air.

"What does that mean?" She asks, and somehow her voice is normal, is fine. She's fine. She's not a girl or a shark. She's stupid and a fool and a gawky, ugly idiot, but she's fine.

Max manages to shrug, even with the 50kg weights. "You know. Just that Kelly knows you. She knows what you're like. And she knows me too, of course."

Daniel swallows. She nods. She hates everything about herself.

"That's sexist," she forces herself to say lightly because if the silence stretches anymore, Max might notice and set his weights down and look at her, and Daniel can't bear that. She doesn't want his eyes on her, taking in every blemish and imperfection. The boyish, ratty clothes she works out in and her curls gone frizzy with sweat and her inked skin, so different to Max and Kelly's pale, perfect complexions.

"What's sexist?"

"Saying she's not like other girls," Daniel tells him, setting down the weights she been doing. Instead, she goes to grab the skipping rope, just for something to do.

Max laughs. Daniel's glad she's turned away. Her cheeks are burning again.

"It's the truth. You, of course, Daniel, are not like other girls either." He says it lightly and ends with a chuckle, as if it's all just a joke. Daniel drags a sweaty hand over her cheeks. Burning, burning, burning.

Apparently, in Max's mind, she and Kelly are the same; both not like other girls. Kelly, with her faultless makeup and wonderful daughter and classy dresses and perfect feminity. One end of the scale. Daniel, the other. Barely even considered "a girl." Always one of the boys, only woman in f1 for a reason.

"Thanks," Daniel says. She wants to make it sound humorous, like she's in on the joke too. Instead, it's too cold; muttered as if she actually gave two shits about the conversation anyway. She has an F1 season to prepare for, she's too busy to care about stupid shit like this.

There's a beat of silence as Daniel stretches out the rope, feeling the plastic flex and give. Then, Max exhaling, the gentle bump of his weights against the floor, the workout bench shifting as his centre of gravity changes. Daniel keeps her back to him, ignoring it all.

"I did not mean it as insult," Max finally says, stubborn. Daniel forces a laugh, turning to give him a smile, all teeth.

"Of course not Maxy. I get that." Voice light and blithe. One of the boys.

She thinks he'll drop it, but instead, his frown only grows. Pinched brows, thin lips, cheeks growing blotchy. Blue eyes regard her, intense and unyielding. She burns from the inside out.

"I've upset you," he says, in that blunt, genuine way only he can do. Daniel barks out another laugh.

"Don't be stupid. You're not important enough to ever be able to get under my skin." She gives him another smile with only teeth. She feels insane. Her mother tells her good girls stay quiet.

"I'm sorry," he tries again, growing frustrated now, "I did not mean -"

"I told you, you didn't upset me," she drops the skipping rope without actually using it. "Anyway, I'm bored. Wanna get lunch now? Or are you still trying to pump those muscle with more testosterone?"

Max gives her one last, searching look before standing. They're almost the same height. She wants to shrink to nothing.

"That is not how testosterone works, Daniel," he says with the air of an overworked teacher. He looks at her with a smile, uncertain but genuine. She laughs, allowing him to move the conversation on.

She walks out of the gym first but holds the door for him. He grins, relieved. His fingers skim hers as he takes it and she lets go. A chill runs through her. Cold like scales, cold like ice cream untouched.

Follow up here!

#whole lot of internalised misogyny to unpack here #in my head Daniel is looking like Tash Sultana in the music video for “Jungle”#Max just meaning :))) Kelly knows you and she knows me :))) and she knows we are both two good people who would not cheat :)))#while Daniel just going into an existential crisis of #:((( Kelly knows Max and I :((( and I am zero threat to her because I must be utterly undesirable :((( and not Max's type at all :(((#maxiel #girl!Daniel #for the first time ever lol #my fic #ending involves the tension between them growing and growing #and Kelly watches them share a podium and sees the way Max wraps his arm around Daniel's shoulder and hugs her tightly #and the way Daniel laughs so happily and loudly everyone can hear her #and suddenly Kelly realises she had been wrong and Daniel was a threat #and basically gives Max an ultimate to choose one of them and stop all contact with the other #somehow Daniel finds out and just locks herself away from the world during summer break because it's not even a question who max will pick #and their story ends with Max knocking on her door with looking annoyed with a bunch of drooping flowers #and before Daniel can even say anything he's stepping into her apartment and getting a vase from her cupboard #while complaining about how he ordered the flowers that morning but the florist fucked up his order and of course the flourists in the #Netherlands are much better and soon he will take Daniel there and pick proper flowers like tulips for her #she stares at him in pure disbelief and then starts to laugh. and Max looks over and laughs too and they're still smiling when they kiss #:)))))#apologies but I'm a sucker for a soppy cliched ending lol

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worstloki · 2 months

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guy who sends his wife flower language messages regularly but instead of sweet love compliments and such it's messages about death being inevitable and how her eyes are as dry as a famine because those are the kind of mysterious messages she likes to decrypt

#probably a latin major or something #anyway #sweetest guy you've seen smiling as he carefully puts together a flower bouquet arranging everything perfectly #meticulously making sure ''the valley of darkness is bereft without you <3'' is what her flower dictionary will uncover #wife who lays on the bed and kicks her feet and laughs as she writes the day's message in her note diary

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avirael · 4 days

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Since I now have permission to post these pictures here, I can show you some more of the wonderful screenshots Khian took involving my OCs as well as hers.

The precious, sweet and especially very kind blue-haired Miqo’te next to A’viloh is named Aveen. 💙

We were both a little confused at first when we realised that our characters shared the same nickname, often being called Avi / A‘vi.

Although Aveen has a phobia of brightly colored Seeker Miqo’te eyes and also him and A‘viloh not meeting in their canon stories, we thought that character-wise they could be best friend in another universe. Rael would secretly find them adorable because they look so happy and now have two shy cats to take care of. 🤭

If you would like to see/read more of this pretty and cute blue cat (you really should!) you can as usually do so here:

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yorshie · 6 months

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reading this post made me realize I needed some maskless Donnie in my life

#my tmnt art #tmnt bayverse #bayverse donatello #soft flower turtles #also. not sure I'm totally sold on his tattoo design #the flower choice i like #but i might add some filler or make it flow better #kinda don't want them to just be floaty flowers #oh no that means i gotta draw donnie again darn shucks-#i'm like ten tags down now am i safe?#yo i just wanna trace those flowers with my fingers #tongue- hrk #<- has been immediately hit with a rake #why does donnie get hotter the more clothes he puts on?#anyone see that video of the wife just burrowing into her husbands hoodie while he's still wearing it?#His expression is hilarious like fighting between pissed and dying laughing #she gets right up in his face then says babe. babe. I've got info on your extended car insuran-#but yeah i'd be all up in that hoodie

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officersnickers · 2 months

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when the memory hits but you still can't process it 🤷

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benetnvsch · 1 year

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maybe you could draw kunikida with flowers in her hair if you wanted maybe sorry fjdjsh

I am so perfectly normal about this idea (<-lies and deception)-

#AAAAA #sticks prompt in my mouth and runs away #u do not understand how much this prompt means to me-#also she/her Kunikida SO REAL #*flops Kunikida around like a wet towel (affectionately)*#this was def not her idea but she goes along with it bc it makes the other happy -#Kyouka def helps with the flowers #and I feel like maybaps Junichiro ? helps braid them into her hair?? bc he feel like he'd know hair stuff lmao #this is solely bc he has hair clips LMFAO #Kenji feels like he'd know how to help too -#man I wonna draw them all together just putting pretty things into Kunikida's hair KSJHSKJHSK #I have too many emotions about this character pls #Kunikida doppo #bsd #bungou stray dogs #kite draws #kite watches bsd #also didn’t draw the flesh colored vest bc it reminded me too much of Tevin and I couldn’t keep me shit together to color it AKSHSH /pos #I mean that in the best way genuinely - I love that silly beige color i just would have been laughing to myself at 3 am coloring which -#not ideal (get it??? badum tsss)

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girl-afraid1 · 13 days

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thsi song is so fucking good ily beabadoobee !!!!!!!!!

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panigamermauser · 9 months

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Haarlep is so damn cute💖

And funny

I honestly did not expect to like her as much as I do. I thought she'd just be a side-fling, like drow twins or Mizora. But she managed to claw her way right into my heart somehow💖

NSFW bits under the cut.

'Oh no, a sexy incubus enthralled me😏 Oh no😏 I'm so very helpless😏'

Baby, Wysteria is right here and she VOLUNTEERS. Like, does Haarlep thinks Wysteria won't fuck herself?

This hellfire shot is so pretty 💖💖💖 Whoever staged it deserves a raise!

#baldur's gate 3 spoilers #baldur's gate 3 #tav around and find out #wysteria tav #I know I have a tendency to fall for characters I did not plan to fall for in games. But this is some extreme case even for me 😅#incubi are literally creates to be sex toys #how they react to being seen as a person?#that's for tav to find out #i want to take her on a date #get her flowers #laugh at her raunchy jokes #she really got me out of nowhere😅#haarlep

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keokartoffel · 2 months

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Shup

#keoart #smbw #super mario bros wonder #Disclaimer: I like these guys a lot #Im super late to the smbw party but I was playing w my siblings and this came to mind and I couldnt stop laughing #kermit the frog lookin dude #the arm is peach's but I dont think its enough to warrant tagging her #talking flower

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mang0mutech · 2 years

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Lil Calithea doodle rahh I barely remember how to draw her

#rottmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles #oc #rottmnt oc #tmnt oc #original character #doodle #random but I just learned someone reposted her on Wattpad???#I laughed I thought it was kinda funny #but in all seriousness uhhh maybe not?? use someone's OC?? Without permission or credit?#like that's weird #make your own character lol #also pleeeease she does not have flower powers 💀💀

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lesbianfakir · 3 months

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Update from my princess tutu sims: Duck died from getting too silly (laughed so hard she died) luckily fakir had a death flower in his inventory so the reaper brought her back to life in exchange for the flower. Then duck was so relieved she didn’t die she IMMEDIATELY laughed so hard she died. AGAIN

#the death system is sooooo broken in sims 4 I might go back to 3 #these guys are so silly my god #I absolutely panicked because I only had one death flower in his inventory luckily Duck had more and it let me move them over #even though she was dying #when fakir maxes his writing skill he can write a book that makes duck immune from death btw so that’s cool #SHES FINE #I put her to bed so she’d stop fucking laughing #my god girl #lea talks

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softquietsteadylove · 10 months

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For the Doctor AU:

The… “aftermath” of their date, if you know what I mean… 🔥

They're making out like teenagers, stumbling in her door.

Obviously the date went well.

Gil kicks the door closed, still kissing her like he's being shipped off in the morning never to return. In reality, they both have 24 hours before they're on call again, if all goes smoothly.

"Gil," Thena whimpers, her arms around his neck he presses her back against the door. He's way too good at this. "Gil!"

"Hm?" he stops, tearing himself away from her in a grand effort. Her lip colour is all over him.

She laughs, reaching up to wipe it off his lips (not that it isn't a great colour on him). She shakes her head, "just...slow down. I'm not going anywhere."

"S-Sorry," he turns pink, contrasting the lip stain on him nicely. He helps her swipe it away and then swipes at the corners of her lips, too. "Got, uh, excited, I guess."

There is something always so sweet and endearing about him. Thena grins; if she had been nervous at all about finally going on an actual date, that was put to rest. "It's been a long couple of weeks."

Since their last...tryst.

He just nods, looking at her in a way that makes her need to look away from him. She looks over at the flowers he brought her when he picked her up. She stuck them in her fruit bowl with cold water because it turns out that she doesn't own a flower vase.

"Should I say goodnight?"

She looks up at him again. Of course he would ask that--give her the option. They were making out like he was going to fuck her against the door just a second ago. She shakes her head.

He leans down and kisses her again, gently and slowly this time. Not that she needs a special 'first time' treatment, or anything. It's far from their first time for...anything.

First real date, maybe. And it went smoothly, because it's still them. Although there's this fluttering sensation that's been happening more and more and more. And it started well before the sex did.

Thena throws her arms around his neck again, kissing him more fervently. He accepts and she pushes her tongue between his lips.

Gil moans as he tastes her, and the rumble of his chest against hers makes her brain see new colours. He holds her so gently, like she's this very precious thing.

She pushes closer, tugging at the lapels of his jacket in no particular direction. But it's in her way, regardless.

"Yeah?" he asks briefly, between their breathy, open kisses.

"Yeah," she confirms, nudging them in the direction of her bedroom. It's been a long couple of weeks indeed.

"C'mere," Gil mutters as he hoists her up, holding her by the waist and supporting her legs as they wind around him. He enters her room backwards, kicking the door closed again.

Thena pulls him with her. She pushes his jacket off his shoulders while also trying to keep kissing him. It's not exactly ergonomic.

"Hey," he chuckles, leaning up so he can remove it more easily. He looks down at her, and her impatient pouting. "I'm not going anywhere."

"What if I do want you going," her eyes run over him for a second, "somewhere."

He raises an eyebrow at her, looking awfully cool about it. He starts unbuttoning his shirt (maybe he's too patient). "Where do you want me?"

Her toes curl, and she clamps her lips closed before she can say something completely vulgar. He smirks at her visible restraint and tosses his shirt off before gripping his belt. "I'll surprise you."

Thena shudders as he kneels against the foot of her bed, trailing his hand from the strap of her heel up her calf to her thigh. She bites her lip as he hooks his finger into the top of her thigh-high stocking. He drags it down, making sure she can feel his finger against her skin the whole duration. His other hand is pulling her heel off.

"Did I tell you?" he asks all of a sudden, as if he's reminding her about a work schedule or a supply notice. He grins, though, tossing the stocking aside and letting his hand drift up her leg again. "You look stunning."

Yes, he did tell her that. And it made her bright red the first time and this time is no different. She looks away, "you might have mentioned it."

"Good," he chuckles, dragging the other stocking down with much less protraction. "Not that I could ever say it enough."

Thena lifts her hips as he starts dragging her dress up her body. She should have guessed Gil would be really into this part of things. She's never been much of a fan of it with her exes, but-

"Hey."

She opens her eyes, looking down at him poised between her legs. She resists the urge to tug her dress down.

"Try to relax," he says in that gentle, work-husband voice she's used to. His finger hooks into the side of her panties, "you're in good hands, Doc."

She almost chastises him for the cliche joke, but she doesn't get the chance as he runs his tongue over her. She slaps her hand over her mouth as some kind of completely new sound tears out of her.

Gil is capable of unwavering focus. He runs his tongue along her lips and through ever fold and crease he can find. Once that's done, he focuses on the little pearl of nerves presented to him. Actually, he knows her better than that, so he knows to focus his attention right above it, otherwise it's too much for her.

Thena groans into her palm and up at the ceiling. He's massaging the hood of her clit as he pushes two fingers into her, and she's already far beyond being able to speak coherently. "Fuck!"

"Let it out, baby," he says roughly against the inside of her thigh. He leaves a kiss there, but she knows he's grinning like a maniac.

She whines a bit as that feeling builds from below her belly to a burn in her chest. She doesn't like getting eaten out...didn't--she didn't like getting eaten out before. She should have known Gil was different in this way, too.

She brings her legs together and rolls onto her side, gripping the closest pillow she can as she comes. Her hips tremble and she bites into her lip as a string of appreciative noises escapes her.

Gil kisses up her back to her bare shoulder, pulling his fingers out gently. He buries his face in the crook of her neck, "you good?"

She presses her face into the sheets as she lets out a moan. She is so very, very good.

Gil licks his fingers clean - unnecessarily and embarrassingly loudly - before moving his hands to hers. He gently works to unclench her fists from around her already messy sheets. "Honey?"

Thena pushes her hips back against his, earning a groan from him for her efforts. She points to the far nightstand, "top drawer."

Gil heeds her, giving up on forcing her to look at him in all her glowing glory. He opens the drawer and gives the box of condoms a shake, "full box?"

She still doesn't look at him, "like I'd be using them by myself?"

She hears him shimmy back over to her on the bed. He leans down and kisses the back of her head. She whines again, "are you going to fuck me, or not?"

He accepts her raised hips, letting her push back into him as he rolls the condom on. He reaches up and pulls her dress zipper down, exposing the pale of her back and the strap of her bra. "Matching set?"

"I told you to let me get ready," she mutters in reply. In reality, half of that time was actually finding a set that was cute but not too desperate seeming.

Gil leans over her back to whisper closer to her ear, "are you?...ready?"

She nods as he helps her toss the dress aside, both of them naked and already finely sheened with sweat.

"Actually..."

"What now?" she glares back at him. He's going to be patient about this?!

He pulls her hair over her shoulder, kissing the base of her neck, "I wanna see that pretty face, Thena."

Again with those sweet words. She huffs, "you don't have to say things like that."

"Like what?" He can be a real tease sometimes. He chuckles he helps her roll over and slips a pillow behind her lower back. "That I wanna see how beautiful you are when I make love to you?"

Exactly like that. Thena rolls her eyes at him, so it won't seem like she's feeling shy after such corny compliments. Her chest is flushed rouge anyway. "Yes."

"Okay, I won't say it," he chuckles and leans down to kiss her again.

Her mouth drops open as he pushes into her. She almost forgot what it felt like to have him in her like this. But she could never forget that.

"You can feel it."

She digs her nails into his back, mostly so he stops talking and she can focus on how fucking good she feels. He moves gently at first, and she hooks one of her legs up around his back. "Fuck, Gil."

"Thena," he growls back, his hands moving endlessly between holding her hips and running through her hair and palming her breast.

She pulls them up to her breasts, which bounce and ripple with every slap of their hips coming together. He gets a handful of them, but his touch is both firm but gentle. She can feel the callouses on his hands as they move against her nipples.

"Thena, honey," he grunts as he picks up speed. He's always more vocal when they're fucking - making love, apparently - and she doesn't mind it at all.

Not that she wants to tell him that she likes it when he calls her stupid pet names and tells her she looks pretty and kisses her cheek in the morning. All the things she swore she didn't need in her life--too busy for them.

Now she craves Gil like the air she breathes.

"Gil," she whimpers, clawing at him, needing him closer as if he's not buried within her completely. They're as connected as can be and she still wants more--that's how down bad she is. "Baby, please!"

He grips her hips and pulls her up and smashes their hips together. He leans over her, coarse hair grinding against her clit with every movement. She can see the flush in his skin and how tight his throat is. He cradles her cheek in his palm, "right here, baby, all for you."

Fuck, does he ever make a mess of her.

"Gil!"

Thena comes first, crashing down and around him like a wave engulfs the shoreline. Her whole body tenses around him, from her insides to her legs wrapped around his hips to her nails on his back. She clings to him.

Gil lets her. He smashes their lips together and his hips buck a few times as he follows her into bliss. He stays close, whether because she keeps clawing him closer or because he also wants to be no more than a breath apart from her.

Thena tries to hold onto him but everything goes soft. Her arms lose their muscle and she flops to the bed, panting for breath and her hair spread around her.

Gil leans down to kiss her before lying beside her with a groan. He pulls her into his chest. "Baby?--you doin' okay?"

Thena lets go of her pride completely, purring as he cuddles her in his arms. She snuggles as close as she possibly can, which is already embarrassing enough. "Hm, I'm...I...I'm...yeah."

Gil chuckles, but he doesn't ask her what she was trying to say. She has no idea either, anyway. Probably just about to sing his praises in a way he would tease her about later. He rubs her back and runs his finger up and down her arm. "Yeah?"

"Yeah," she sighs, more sated than she can ever remember being. She really thought it would be the same as when they fuck in an on-call room, but she couldn't have been more wrong, she realises.

Gil kisses her forehead and starts moving around, but she's way too out of it to think about what he's doing. He could literally run a bath and sponge her off and she doesn't think she'd be aware of it.

"I'll be right back, sweetie," he kisses her cheek as he stands from the bed. He doesn't need direction; he knows where everything is.

"Hurry back," she mumbles, still a pile of goo in her own bed. She'll pull herself together when he gets back, she thinks. She just has to...recover.

They'll have to go on dates more often.

#Thenamesh Doctor AU #Thenamesh 18+#it's time!#Gil finally gets to take his wife out on a proper date #And of course everything is perfect #he brings her flowers #she doesn't have a vase but they just laugh about it #Thena doesn't tell him that she literally sprinted around her apartment to get ready #she tells herself it's no big deal #she is not some spring chick going on a date with her crush #she is a grown woman and a doctor and Gil is her friend #wrong they make eyes at each other the whole night #they flirt the whole time #her foot kept brushing against his leg under the table at dinner #and they both knew what the offer to come in really meant #she hasn't been thinking of Gil picking her up and throwing her over his shoulder at all #also he makes her breakfast in bed the next morning #like a good husband

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