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Twister (Doctor/Amy/Rory; PG-13)

Title: Twister
Fandom: Doctor Who (2005 onwards)
Rating: PG-13 (for menage à trois implications)
Summary: Amy, Rory and the Doctor play Twister. Naked.
Disclaimer: Doctor Who is property of the BBC. Not mine.

“Left hand red!”

Rory looked around frantically and then found one just a couple of spots away. The Doctor, on the other hand, had to stretch to the fullest length of his lanky frame and arch his body over Rory’s back. Amy took a moment to admire the position.

“Right foot green!”

Rory gingerly put his right foot behind his left. The Doctor closed his eyes and stepped over Rory’s hips, as if he were straddling him. “Sorry!” he squeaked.

“What for - OH GOD!” Rory shut his eyes immediately as he saw why the Doctor was apologising. “Amy, remind me why we’re doing this naked again?”

“Hey, I’m naked, too,” Amy said, dropping one leg off the chaise longue to tease them.

“Yes, but you’re not contorting yourself on a plastic mat!” the Doctor objected.

“Well, that could be arranged,” said Amy with a small smirk.

“NO!” Rory twisted his head to look at her. “It’s hard enough to concentrate as it is without you doing those tantric positions.”

Amy giggled. “Maybe later, then. Left foot blue.”

“Pond...” The Doctor began to shift his foot forward. “If you’re so good at tantric positions... NO, RORY, NOT THERE - how come you’re not on the mat?”

“Because I felt like watching a show. Be right back, I need some popcorn.”

“POPCORN?!”

Amy got up and skipped to the door, well aware that both her boys were watching her. She gave them a naughty glance over her shoulder. “Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.”

The door clicked behind her.

Rory and the Doctor looked at each other. Then Rory lifted his head and craned his neck. “Doctor...”

“Yes, Rory?”

“She doesn’t have the spinner.”

“What?”

“The spinner. The thing that picks out which hand or foot and which colour. It’s not there.”

“Right.” The Doctor took a deep breath. “So she just made this position up.”

“Yep.”

“And now she’s gone out of the room.”

“Yep.”

“Probably to get her camera phone?”

Rory nodded once. The Doctor couldn’t see his expression, but he was pretty sure that it was similar to the one on his face.

“Well,” he said, clearing his throat. “She wanted a show.”


“So maybe we should give her one?” Rory suggested.

“Has anyone ever told you that you’re wonderfully intuitive, Rory Pond?”

When Amy came back into the room, she discovered her husband and her best friend locked on the floor in a passionate embrace. She put her hands on her hips.

“You got started without me? RUDE!”

But before she joined in, she took a photo with her phone. It would keep her warm if when she got captured.

Comments

( 4 comments — Leave a comment )
jamarish
Nov. 26th, 2011 08:47 pm (UTC)
This fic is lovely! And I would pay a lot to see the photos on Amy's phone!
woodtwixtworlds
Dec. 1st, 2011 06:57 pm (UTC)
Wouldn't we all? 0:)

Thanks for commenting!
a_phoenixdragon
Nov. 27th, 2011 02:23 am (UTC)
LOL!! I heartily approve! This was fun and sexy! Thank you, sweetie!

*SNUGGLES*
woodtwixtworlds
Dec. 1st, 2011 06:57 pm (UTC)
Awww, thank you!
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