River - Parody

Don't worry. I'm quite the screamer. ((Parody account. Descriptive stories with writers over 18 only.))

[River - Parody @FluidMelody]

@RockingTheBox Oh. He’s touching her. Even being who she is, it makes her blush. Because it’s him. And she loves him. “Are you sure?” She asks in a whisper, because she’s worried. Worried it will all be taken away.

[River - Parody @FluidMelody]

@RockingTheBox Darling man. Stepping closer to him, she shakes off the water on her other hand and brings it to join the first, framing his face. “I am impatient when it comes to a lot of things. But you…with you, I want to take my time.”

[River - Parody @FluidMelody]

@RockingTheBox It’s her turn to tilt her head, and she looks at him, puzzled. “Have I…done something to merit such? I mean, I don’t disagree, but I don’t know what I’ve done to prompt such a lovely thing to say.” She says coyly, but softly.

[River - Parody @FluidMelody]

@RockingTheBox River smiles widely, nodding, “I thought that might be the case. Pressure all over, but still malleable enough to move. A hug, whenever you want one. Of course, you can always have hugs from me, too. Any time, any place, for any reason. Or no reason at all.”

[River - Parody @FluidMelody]

@RockingTheBox Having a nice, gentle tread in the water, she smiles warmly. “Hello, sweetie,” she murmurs. He’s precious. Coming closer, she shakes a little water off of her hand and caresses his cheek. “How does the water feel so far?”

[River - Parody @FluidMelody]

@RockingTheBox arse, but that’s just her. Watching him in the water, her eyes are warm. Waiting for him to resurface, she wonders what the verdict will be.

[River - Parody @FluidMelody]

@RockingTheBox “Okay, fair, but I was only thinking about swimming, itself. Not the drowning aspect,” she smiles, turning slowly to make sure she doesn’t spook him. Oh, and he is pretty, isn’t he? She’s curvy. In her opinion, delightfully so. She likes the swell of her breasts and her round -

[River - Parody @FluidMelody]

@RockingTheBox wading deeper until she’s submerged up to her neck. Turning, she smiles fondly at him. Her Doctor. He’s the one, isn’t he?

[River - Parody @FluidMelody]

@RockingTheBox “Well, I would argue that there’s no wrong way to go for a swim, but no clothes is perfectly fine,” she smiles widely. She can’t help but be a little coy, not shy at all about removing her bra and underwear. With the water as warm as it is, she steps in and has no qualms about -

[River - Parody @FluidMelody]

@RockingTheBox clothes or no clothes? I defer to your comfort level.” She can stay like this or completely strip off. Dipping a toe in the water, she smiles. “It’s warm. Not cold. We won’t freeze, at least.”

[River - Parody @FluidMelody]

@RockingTheBox Oh, look at him, being brave. And she’s not taking the piss, either. Tender, she kisses his jaw. “All right. Sofa and fireplace after. Sounds like a lovely time to me.” With a squeeze of his hand, she draws back and pulls her shirt and trousers off. “The real question remains: -

[River - Parody @FluidMelody]

@RockingTheBox knows she’s the type to just get her kit off and go for it, but that might be a bit much. A float sounds nice. Just milling around the pool. But so does sofa by the fire. “I’m easy,” she grins, because she is.

[River - Parody @FluidMelody]

@RockingTheBox Squeezing his hand, she smiles and kisses his shoulder. She can tell he’s pondering it. “What do you think, sweetie? We can always save it for later, too. Whatever you want to do. There is no wrong answer.” There’s also the matter of clothes or no clothes in the water. She -

[River - Parody @FluidMelody]

@RockingTheBox granted, but a detour on our way there wouldn’t be awful. But if you’d rather go to the sofa and sit before the fire, I absolutely and wholeheartedly am looking forward to that.”

[River - Parody @FluidMelody]

@RockingTheBox Ah! Inspiration strikes! “Want to get in?” She smiles at him, “Have you been in the pool in this body, yet?” Because it’s essentially a kind of touch—pressure all over his body. But the weightlessness of the body in water is perhaps a mitigating factor. “It’s not the sofa, -

[River - Parody @FluidMelody]

@RockingTheBox enveloped in starlight, and I’m home. Or, nearly there.” A bit of insight, perhaps. Sharing some introspection.

[River - Parody @FluidMelody]

@RockingTheBox be talking about the Tardis, or myself. Take your pick.” She gravitates toward the swimming pool, but that’s just her. “Sometimes, when I look at the stars reflected in still water, I forget which way is up and which way is down. But I don’t really mind. Either way, I’m -

[River - Parody @FluidMelody]

@RockingTheBox with all the fondness she has for him. As they enter the Tardis, it hums pleasantly.

[River - Parody @FluidMelody]

@RockingTheBox hopefully quietly so. Processing also takes time. In this life, it seems as though the weight of tragedy has culminated into him shying away from touch. Like an old dog that has had a hard life. Perhaps waiting for a kind touch. She’ll be that, for him. “Doctor,” she murmurs -