So Very Meta - From rude_not_ginger

[thecricketer]

If you want to have your pup have some sort of sexual relations with mine, comment here! I'll write a drabble that does just that!

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MEME

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They're arguing. It was a very significant argument at first, a familiar spar of cold purpose and righteous indignation, and the bitterness between someone who knows too much and understands too little.

Somehow it devolves, as these things do once all the circles have been run and the walls battered, and they debate petty things. Things like who's managed more stable relationships, and then spiralling into who is (was) better at the ageless game of pleasure.

Somehow, the younger ends up shoved against a roundel with a tongue invading his mouth. A smirk dances in dances in his own eyes, darker with simple chance and unknown centuries.

His smile is so very smug as he pulls away. The cat that ate the canary with its paws behind its back.

The Doctor stares at him. The Doctor stares back.

He begins to turn away, coat billowing around his pinstripes dramatically as he moves.

Suddenly there's a hand on his shoulder, yanking him back and spinning him around, pressing him against the wall.

A smirk dances in his own eyes, obscured by the colour of skies and the softness of youth.

"I believe it's my turn."