My Immortal Chapter 4: Woodstock and Confessions

 

Chapter 4: Woodstock and Confessions

rated: MA 18 & over

Content warning: sexual situations 21 & over. 

(The Doctor & Cherise change their appearances in order to blend in with the timeline.)

Woodstock 1969 took place on Max Yasgur's farm in Bethel, New York, hosting three days of peace and music. My grandma used to talk about Woodstock and how she got there by hitching a ride with her cousins, who had convinced their parents they were going to the Grand Canyon. 

It's unlikely I'll come across her in this huge crowd, so I carefully made my exit. The Tardis appeared not far from a group of people lounging on blankets, enjoying drinks and smoking what I assumed was marijuana. "Think they'll notice us?" I inquired nervously. He casually shrugged, "Doubt it, they're too gone to care. They won't even remember," he chuckled, making me burst into laughter at the ridiculousness of the situation. He put his arm around me, and we wandered around taking in the sights. The people around us didn't seem bothered by our sudden presence, as they were engrossed in their own conversations and lost in the moment. "So, is this what Woodstock was all about?" I asked with curiosity, scanning the area, with intrigue.

 "Not exactly, this event was more focused on the social and political unrest in America during the Vietnam War and civil rights movement. It was a gathering for people to come together in the name of peace and love. Or maybe I should say, free love," he replied, pointing towards a couple engaging in intimate activities in a sleeping bag in front of a small audience. He playfully winked at me and planted a kiss on my forehead, making me giggle. Just then, a woman with long brown hair, blue eyes, and a headband adorned with beads approached us. 

"The music will be starting soon, why don't you have a brownie or two?" she offered, she was dressed in a vibrant red and blue boho-hippie style blouse with denim bell bottom jeans, and barefoot. I nodded and accepted the brownie, and the Doctor followed suit. 

Suddenly, another woman approached me and placed a handmade daisy tassel headband on my head. "You look beautiful," she complimented, wearing one herself. As she moved on to distribute headbands to others, I remarked on the friendliness of the people around us. The Doctor explained that it was a peace and love festival, which made sense. We found a clear spot to sit, enjoying the brownies. Soon, I began to feel a bit peculiar, suspecting that the brownies were infused with something. Chuckling, I embraced the wave of happiness that washed over me, while the Doctor seemed just as enchanted. We relaxed on the grass, gazing at the sky as the clouds transformed into various shapes. He confessed, "I want you to be my permanent companion, but I'm afraid of losing you."

 We both chuckled softly as people passed by. "Don't worry, Doctor, you won't lose me. I trust you."

"I appreciate that you feel secure with me and that you depend on me, but I'm a dangerous man or alien," he admitted. I giggled and leaned against his chest, feeling relaxed. “Doctor, I don’t know what happened to the other companions, but I will always be here for you,” I said and kissed him. A few individuals passed by and greeted us with "Peace and love," to which we responded in kind. The Doctor and I started passionately kissing while the music filled the air. Different rock bands performed, and the crowd enjoyed themselves, snacking on brownies or whatever treats they had. We stood up and joined in the excitement, rocking out with everyone else.  Eventually, we decided to return to the Tardis.

 "Come on Cherise, let's go have some--fun," he finger quoted, flashing a flirtatious grin. As we walked towards the Tardis, we noticed a couple of hippies circling it once it materialized.

"Whoa, dude, check this out. It's totally groovy," uttered a man with unkempt, tangled locks and a hint of stubble on his face. Their hands curiously explored the Tardis, while their eyes gazed upon it with a mix of confusion and awe. Little did they know it wasn't a mere prop placed there by the festival organizers. One of them even mistook it for a portable toilet. I gasped and asked the Doctor, "What's our plan?" The scent of marijuana was overpowering. He nonchalantly shrugged his shoulders. "Would you guys like a tour inside?" he asked them enthusiastically. I was taken aback by his suggestion, but still feeling the lingering effects of the brownie, I believed that the Doctor was experiencing the same sensations. 

I suspected that there was more than just marijuana in those brownies. He extended an invitation for them to enter, and their eyes widened in astonishment as they took in the interior of the Tardis. "Wow, this is awesome," exclaimed a woman with long sandy-brown hair, dressed in a brown suede mini skirt and a cropped tie-dyed tee shirt. "Don't worry, they'll only remember this as a trippy dream," he whispered to me, winking mischievously. “Don’t touch anything,” he said to them.

  As they departed, their farewell was filled with a passionate embrace that warmed our souls. A captivating woman approached me, her luscious red locks cascading down her back, she gave me a tender kiss on the lips that ignited a fire within me.

"May peace and love be with you both," she whispered before gracefully exiting the Tardis.

 This was my first encounter with a same-sex kiss, and the exhilaration that coursed through my veins was indescribable. The Tardis vanished into thin air as the door closed, then reappeared in a secluded field a few miles away from the bustling festival, hidden from prying eyes. Overwhelmed with euphoria, I spun around, feeling radiant and alive. The Doctor observed me with an intense longing, his eyes filled with desire. The Tardis intercepted radio signals, filling the air with the enchanting melodies of popular music from that era. The captivating tune of “Crystal Blue Persuasion" reverberated through the Tardis, setting the perfect ambiance for our intimate dance. We swayed together in a slow, sensual rhythm, his strong arms enveloping me tightly. In that moment, I could sense his arousal, his passion burning like a flame. Without hesitation, he effortlessly lifted me, carrying me to his bedroom. As he threw me onto his bed, a surge of anticipation coursed through my veins. The Doctor began to undress, revealing his sculpted physique that loomed over me with an irresistible allure. His carnal instincts took hold of him, and I watched in awe as he tore off my garments with a fervor I had never witnessed before. The sight of his unbridled lust excited me beyond measure. I willingly allowed him to enter me, and he did so with a force that sent waves of pleasure crashing through my body. He then pulled his thick member out and initiated oral pleasure, his skilled tongue sensually caressing my pulsating clit, yearning to provide me with the exquisite pleasure that only his tender kisses and gentle touch could offer. His mouth enveloped my delicate bud, and as I reached the pinnacle of ecstasy, he eagerly consumed my essence, savoring every drop.

With each rhythmic thrust, I moaned in pure ecstasy, my fingers lightly tugging on his hair as the intensity of our orgasms threatened to overwhelm me. The pleasure was so intense that I teetered on the edge of unconsciousness. A soft moan escaped my lips, mingling with a playful giggle, as he poured out his love for pleasuring me orally. But amidst his confession, he also revealed a burning desire to tie me up and ravish me with unbridled passion. His eyes, filled with an intense fire, traced the contours of my smooth, sun-kissed skin, yearning to leave his mark on me, to claim me as his own. Love bites adorned my inner thighs, breasts, and neck, a beautiful blend of anticipation and excitement coursing through my veins. From his wardrobe, he retrieved two neckties, skillfully binding my wrists to the golden iron headboard. With my legs draped over his shoulders, he plunged into me with a force that sent waves of pleasure crashing through my body. Ecstatic screams of delight escaped my lips, harmonizing with the rhythm of our passionate union. As our intense lovemaking reached its crescendo, we found solace in each other's arms, basking in the warm afterglow of our connection. In the tender moments that followed, he shared tales of past companions, from someone named Zoe up to Rose, recounting the intimate encounters he shared with them in his past incarnations. Except for Rose, that relationship was more current. A pang of jealousy tugged at my heartstrings as I realized they had experienced him in ways I had not yet.

 "You hold a special place in my heart, my hidden affection," he whispered, his voice filled with sincerity. "You are my source of solace and support whenever I seek it. Do you mind if I see you that way?" I reassured him, my voice filled with love and understanding, "No, of course not. But why not take me on intergalactic escapades?" His expression turned somber as he explained, "Because my past companions have either departed, perished, or vanished in some manner. Rose was lost to another dimension or reality, beyond my reach," he lamented. "I've come to realize that those around me often meet unfortunate fates, their lives endangered by my very presence." With a heavy heart, he pressed a tender kiss to my forehead as I nestled against his chest. "But you have also saved many others," I sighed, my voice filled with a mixture of admiration and affection. Leaning in, I placed a gentle kiss upon his lips, a silent promise that I would stand by his side, no matter the challenges we may face together. His eyes gleaming with excitement. “I’d much rather take you to a world like Midnight, where we can feel safe and explore the wonders it holds." I couldn't help but smile at his enthusiasm, knowing that he always had a knack for finding the most extraordinary places in the universe.

“But nothing bad happened at Midnight. I’m sure it’ll be fine wherever you take me,” I leaned in for a kiss as I reminisced about our previous visit to Midnight. A mischievous grin spread across his face. "Well, technically, something did happen," he said, his voice filled with playful mischief. He was referring to the first time we had sex. “While we were there, we shared a moment of intimacy that I'll never forget," he reminded me. I couldn't help but chuckle at his choice of words, knowing exactly what he was referring to. Sensing my amusement, he leaned closer and whispered, "But you know what? I think the reason I keep coming back to you is because I crave peace and tranquility. I'm tired of the constant battles and losing those dear to me. I just want to feel human, even if it's just for a little while." His vulnerability touched my heart, and I understood why he sought solace in our connection. Suddenly, his tone turned serious, and he confessed, "There's something else I need to tell you." I looked at him expectantly, waiting for him to continue. "Remember that time when I was asleep in your bed?" I nodded, recalling the peaceful sight of him resting.

"Well," he hesitated, his cheeks turning slightly pink, "I couldn't resist the temptation. I slipped into your bed and caressed your body, hoping you would wake up.

But you didn't, so I fell asleep beside you." His words hung in the air, and I struggled to process the information he had just shared. Conflicting emotions swirled within me as I tried to make sense of his confession. On one hand, I felt a sense of violation, knowing that he had crossed a boundary without my consent. On the other hand, our close relationship and previous intimacy blurred the lines, making it difficult to fully condemn his actions. I couldn't help but wonder what would have happened if I had woken up, and the thought sent a shiver down my spine. As we made our way back through time, the Tardis appeared in my room, a sense of caution lingered in the air. I stepped out of the Tardis, and he followed suit. "I'll see you tomorrow," he whispered, leaving a lingering kiss on my lips before heading out the door. Glancing outside, I realized that the sun had already set, and darkness had settled in. Curious about the time, I grabbed my phone and saw that it was already 9:00pm. I hastily changed back into my earlier outfit prior to the Doctor's visit, then I made my way downstairs. To my surprise, my parents were in the living room, absorbed in a TV show.

"Sweetie, I didn't know you were back. I thought you were staying over at Lana's place," my mom asked, a hint of confusion in her tone.

"I changed my mind," I replied.

"How's Lana doing?" she asked, curiously.

"She's okay. I just wanted to say goodnight to you guys," I replied. Mom checked the time and remarked that it was still early.

"I'm exhausted, so goodnight," I said, retreating to my room. After a warm shower, I settled into bed. The next day, Lana and I visited the local shopping center, chatting about her job and her relationship issues. She mentioned trying to reach me the previous night, and my heart raced at the thought of her calling my house. Contemplating whether to confide in her about the Doctor, I realized the challenge of keeping secrets from a friend as perceptive as Lana is difficult.  A sigh escaped my lips as I strolled down the sidewalk with Lana, and I caught sight of the woman with sandy blonde curly hair who flashed a smile in my direction. 

 Lana asked,” Do you know her?” 

“Um, no,” I replied. As Lana excused herself to use the restroom, I found myself seated on a wooden bench by a walkway in the quad, patiently waiting for her return. It was then that the same woman I had seen earlier approached me and took a seat beside me, sparking curiosity in my mind. "Hello there sweetie, my name is River Song, it's a pleasure to meet you," she greeted me with a warm smile. Her words caught me off guard, as she mentioned our shared connection with the Doctor. I couldn't help but be taken aback, my eyes fixed on her in disbelief. Sensing my unease, she quickly reassured me, understanding the overwhelming nature of the situation. "I want you to know that I have no ill intentions," she said, her voice filled with sincerity. Cautiously, I scooted away from her, trying to process everything that was happening. Intrigued and slightly confused, I couldn't help but ask, "Who exactly are you and how do you know the Doctor?" I hoped that her explanation would shed some light on the situation. She began to explain that this incarnation of the Doctor hadn't crossed paths with her yet, nor had he taken Donna as a companion yet, but it seems that River knew about Donna somehow. Spying on the Doctor, perhaps? 

It seemed that Donna was a surprise visitor to the Tardis, as mentioned by the Doctor himself. As the pieces started to come together, I recalled the Doctor mentioning Donna during our conversations. A tinge of jealousy crept in as I realized he was spending time with her. "Is he becoming intimate with her as well?" I couldn't help but ask, my curiosity getting the better of me. River simply chuckled; her laughter filled with a hint of mischief. "Trust me, sweetie, there's no way he'd be intimate with her," she assured me, her voice laced with confidence.

 "But they will become good friends." Her words weren't exactly encouraging, but I knew that River had a unique perspective on the Doctor's relationships. Throughout her own travels in time, she had encountered various versions of the Doctor and often spoke about them. Unlike the Doctor, who had his trusty Tardis, River possessed a different time-travel device called a vortex time manipulator. It was a fascinating piece of technology, and she even owned two of them. As she continued to share her experiences and knowledge, I couldn't help but be captivated by her stories.

It was clear that River Song was a force to be reckoned with, and I couldn't wait to learn more about her adventures. "I could show you the different incarnations of the Doctor, ranging from young to old. The Doctor I am planning to marry is an older incarnation of him, but he has not made an appearance yet," she disclosed.

"I'm not entirely certain if I should join you, but I will think about it," I responded. She nodded in acknowledgment.

"Take your time to ponder over it. Also, if I were you, I would consider using birth control," she suggested before standing up to leave.

"Hold on, what do you mean? I don't think I can get pregnant. He's an alien," I exclaimed with a raised eyebrow. 

She chuckled softly, crossed her arms, and gazed down at me. "Oh, sweetie, you are young and naive,” she paused and said, “Just be careful," leaning in to plant a kiss on my forehead. As River walked away without a backward glance, Lana approached us with a puzzled expression.

"Who the Fuck was that? Do you know her?" Lana asked, observing River's departure. 

"Um, there's something important I need to discuss with you. Let's head to my house because this might take a while." I sighed, and we drove back home. With my parents away at a neighbor's house for a game night and my brother out with his friend, I offered Lana a glass of iced tea before we went upstairs. After closing the door behind us, I took a deep breath and began narrating the entire story from the very beginning, providing her with all the intricate details. When I finished, she gave me a skeptical look. "Are you sure you haven't been raiding your brother's secret stash?" she teased. I realized that she wasn’t going to believe me unless she saw it for herself, so we went downstairs and watched something on the television. The following day found me seated in the park on a bench just opposite my house, waiting for the Doctor's return. Disheartened by his absence, I eventually made my way back indoors and settled in to watch a soap opera. Tuning in to 'Days of Our Lives', I allowed myself to unwind and destress for a while. Observing the drama unfold on the screen, I found myself commenting on the characters, “He’s using her, she should dump him.” I said to myself, referring to the couple in the soap opera, who are in a toxic relationship. It was then that a sudden realization hit me like a lightning bolt - could it be possible that the Doctor was using me in some way? Despite knowing that I should be focusing on more practical matters like job hunting and socializing, my interactions with him had left an undeniable impact on me. My thoughts were consumed by him, even invading my dreams. While absentmindedly fiddling with the TV remote, a distinct sound from upstairs caught my attention. Convinced it was him, I dashed up to my room, only to find the Tardis materializing before me. It felt like a familiar yet exhilarating experience. 

Approaching the mirror in my room, I took a moment to assess my appearance, feeling content with what I saw. As soon as he popped his head out of the Tardis, he greeted me warmly, "Ah, Cherise how have you been?" I was relieved that he returned. "I was starting to worry that you wouldn't return," I admitted, feeling a wave of relief wash over me as he stepped out and enveloped me in a tight embrace, followed by a tender kiss. "I missed you too," he confessed, his voice filled with sincerity. 

He was clad in a navy-blue blazer, a crisp white undershirt, a sleek tie, and coordinating trousers, yet he maintained his casual vibe with a pair of high-top sneakers. He exuded his usual charm. Eagerly, I asked, "So, where to next?" As I inquired about our next destination, my excitement palpable. At that moment, the doorbell suddenly chimed, jolting me out of my thoughts and signaling Lana's unexpected arrival. My jaw dropped in surprise, wondering what could have prompted her visit. "Doctor, is it alright if I introduce you to my friend?" I asked, slightly taken aback. He chuckled and replied, "Sure, but I thought you wanted to keep me all to yourself." I scoffed at his playful remark and instructed him to stay put while I went downstairs to greet Lana.  As she walked in, looking flustered and crossing her arms, I couldn't help but notice the pout on her face. Curiosity piqued, I asked, "What's up?" 

Lana's eyes welled up with tears as she began to explain, "My boyfriend and I broke up." Without hesitation, I pulled her into a comforting hug. Wanting to distract her from her heartbreak, I suggested we go upstairs, promising to show her something that might lift her spirits. "It better be good," she said, wiping away her tears, "because right now, I feel completely bummed." I inquired about her absence from work, and she revealed that her boyfriend had texted her with devastating news, leaving her too upset to deal with customers. As I swung open the door to my room, Lana's astonishment was palpable. The Doctor was perched on my bed, his gaze fixed on her. Lana stood frozen, her mouth hanging open in disbelief. "Who are you? Oh my God, Cherise, there's a stranger in your..." Her voice trailed off as realization dawned on her. "Wait, no way, you're the guy Cherise is seeing?" Lana glanced at me, confusion evident on her face, before turning her attention back to the Doctor. It was then that she noticed the Tardis, and her eyes widened in disbelief. "What the Hell? Everything you've told me is actually true!" Lana took a hesitant step closer to the Tardis, her hand reaching out to touch its surface.

 "I can't wrap my head around this. Cherise, there are no words," she exclaimed. The Doctor chimed in with a mischievous twinkle in his eyes, "Just wait until you see the inside." I couldn't help but smile at his remark, knowing the wonders that awaited Lana. Uncertain of what to expect, Lana hesitated before finally saying, "Oh, I don't know if I should," Lana hesitated, unsure of what to expect. “Don’t be afraid Lana, it’s perfectly fine. I’ve been in it and…”

“And you’ve been to places that,” she paused and mulled over the offer. She clicked her tongue. “Well, maybe I will join you, even if it’s only for a day,” she said and smiled. She extended her hand out to the Doctor, “I’m Lana, Cherise’s BFF.” He stood up and shook her hand and kissed it. I’m not going to lie; I felt a bit jealous. He glanced at me; he knew that it bothered me. I gulped. Lana quickly pulled her hand away, and her face flushed. She gave me a nervous glance. 

“So, shall we go.” The Doctor said and gestured toward the Tardis.

 “Like, right now?” Lana asked. I nodded and smiled. “Um, I don’t know. Will I be back before 10pm?” she asked. 

The Doctor chuckled. “Yes, I can bring you back right at the same time that we left.” Lana hesitated. “Okay,” she responded. I went to my desk in my room and wrote a brief note to my parents. 

“Hey mom, Lana and I went to the Mall, we’ll be back later.” I went downstairs and left it on the kitchen table. I went back up and Lana was waiting for me, but the Doctor was already inside the Tardis. “Why didn’t you go in?”

“Well, I don’t know him like you do and I don’t want to be alone with him. He’s a man, older man,” she said, emphasizing on the word older. Lana and I are the same age, differing by a few months. I chuckled and put my arm around her shoulder. “Let’s go in but don’t be surprised, remember what I told you about the Tardis.”

As she entered, her eyes widened in amazement at the vastness of the interior space. "Wow, you weren't kidding. It's much larger inside," she said. 

The Doctor chuckled, "I've heard that countless times before."

 "So, where are we headed?" I asked, giving him a playful look. He grinned in response. "I know of a beautiful and secure planet, so I'll take you both there to explore."

"I don't feel any movement," Lana remarked.

 "This isn't just a ship, young lady, it's a time-traveling spacecraft—kind of," The Doctor explained, pausing for a moment. "Well, it's more like a spacecraft," he added with a shrug and a smile. "Why are you taking us to a safe planet?" I asked, showing my innocence.

 "I want to ensure your safety, I don't want any harm to befall you both," The Doctor replied earnestly. I nodded in understanding. Upon arrival, we disembarked from the spacecraft.

The world around us was a paradise of lush greenery, adorned with an array of vibrant flowers in every shade imaginable. Towering trees reached towards the sky, their branches swaying gently in the breeze. Crystal-clear streams meandered through the landscape, adding a soothing melody to the symphony of nature. As we strolled along the path, I couldn't resist the temptation to pluck a few of the exquisite flowers that caught my eye. Lana, overwhelmed by the sheer beauty surrounding us, couldn't help but express her amazement. 

"Wow, this is absolutely breathtaking!" she exclaimed, her excitement palpable. Inhaling deeply, the air filled my lungs with a sweet and refreshing fragrance, a testament to the purity of this enchanting place. Our exploration led us to a sight that piqued my curiosity - unusually large mushrooms, their unique shapes and colors adding an element of intrigue to our adventure.

  I couldn't help but exclaim, "Wow, these mushrooms are straight out of Alice in Wonderland!" as I reached out to touch one. However, the Doctor quickly intervened, cautioning me, "Hold on, Cherise. It's best not to touch them. Some mushrooms in this area can be poisonous." With a flick of his Sonic screwdriver over my hand, he confirmed that the one I had touched was harmless. Understanding the potential danger, I nodded in agreement, promising to refrain from touching them. As we approached a pond nestled in the forest, wisps of steam rose from its surface, prompting me to inquire if it was a hot spring. “Is this some sort of Hot Springs?” I asked. The Doctor, in response, scanned the pond with his sonic screwdriver. he nodded. 

Confirming my suspicion, the Doctor revealed that there were peculiar creatures residing in the water. These creatures, resembling starfish but with a slimy lime green hue and short tendrils, maybe they use them to hook onto fish or something. They were approximately 8 inches long and 5 inches wide, leaping in and out of the pond. I wondered about their identity. "What are they?" I asked him. My question prompted the Doctor to investigate further with his sonic screwdriver. 

“Hmm, interesting. It looks like these odd creatures are some kind of parasites. It is best to steer clear of this area, let’s go girls,” he turned to walk away, and I spotted one of those creatures fly toward us. Lana felt a sudden impact on her arm, causing her to let out a piercing scream. Reacting swiftly, the Doctor reached out with his trusty screwdriver and made contact with the mysterious object, causing it to tumble to the ground. Without hesitation, he swiftly kicked it back into the nearby pond. As I turned around, a chaotic scene unfolded before my eyes - the peculiar creatures were in a state of frenzy. Sensing danger, the Doctor urgently exclaimed, "They are drawn to our body heat, we must leave immediately!" The tiny creatures leaped towards us with an intense desire to latch onto our bodies, their fervor palpable in the air. 

 “Run girls,” the Doctor said. Then suddenly all I can remember is that everything went black. The next thing I remember I woke up in a hospital, in an alien hospital. An android walked toward me. “You are awake, I will inform your fellow companions.” It walked out the door and down the hallway. Lana came running in and gave me a hug. She had tears in her eyes. “Are you okay? You don’t feel like wanting to have sex with me, right?” I looked at her confused. “What?” I asked.

“Oh, she’s fine,” the Doctor walked in, letting out a sigh of relief. His solemn eyes met mine, but there was a sense of relief in his gaze as he observed my improved condition. Curiosity filled me as I asked, "What happened?" A perplexed expression clouded my face, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. My throat tightened as I swallowed nervously. Sensing my need for privacy, the doctor turned to Lana and requested, "Lana dear, could you please step out to the lobby and give me a moment alone with Cherise?" Lana nodded. As the Doctor settled into a chair beside the bed, he reached out and gently planted a tender kiss on my lips. With a mixture of concern and care, I asked, "Doctor, what exactly happened to me?"

“What do you remember?” He asked.

I pondered, “Well, I remember the planet with the beautiful landscape and then there was that pond with steam coming out from it.” My mind was overwhelmed by vivid images of the parasite latching onto my face, causing me to flinch in discomfort. A dull ache began to throb in my head, prompting me to massage my forehead. As I did so, he gently grasped my hand and tenderly kissed it, a gentle smile gracing his face. Suppressing his tears, he held back his emotions, leaving me with a lump in my throat. “Tell me what happened?” He shook his head. If the pain still lingers when you attempt to recollect, I will wait and disclose it to you once you've fully recovered." He rose from his seat and gently planted a kiss on my forehead and lips. "I'll be stepping out for a while, but your friend is here, and I've given her a special phone to reach me in case of any emergencies."

"Hold on, you never gave me a 'special' phone." He chuckled and flashed a smile.

 "Butterfly, I'm genuinely worried about you. The phone Lana has will be yours once you're feeling better. I love you," he expressed, pressing another kiss on my forehead. "He said 'I love you'."

"But Doctor, when will I be able to return home?"

“When you are 100% better. I will be back to check on you, I promise.” He walked out. I didn’t know how to feel about him leaving and why I was in this cold, strange hospital. Lana walked in shortly after.

 “Hey, you’re wearing different clothes,” I said, noticing her attire. 

“Yeah, we went home Cherise but...,”

“But what?” I wanted to push for answers but at the same time, I remember what it felt like when I tried to remember. "The Doctor informed me that you shouldn’t try to force yourself to remember, that the memories should resurface naturally." Lana's expression turned serious, but also filled with worry.

 "What's the matter?"

 "Cherise, it feels like we've been away for more than just a few hours. It's as if a whole week or even longer has passed. I can't help but wonder if our parents are concerned. They might've even filed a missing person's report for us."

“Remember, the Tardis is a time machine, he can get us back almost to the exact time we left.” I smiled.

 “I am so happy to see you smile again.” We chatted about nothing really, all the while averting triggers pertaining to what happened to me.

“Lana, your bed will be ready for you,” the Android informed and pointed toward a bed that rose up from the floor.

“Wow,” I thought. The Android had departed, prompting me to inquire about the Doctor's choice of hospital. She hesitated before replying, "This is the only place equipped to help you." Curious, I asked about the duration of my stay. 

"Three days, but it feels like much longer," she responded wearily. Feeling a sense of recovery, I expressed a desire to return home, yearning for the comfort of my own bed. Lana remained silent, though her reluctance to share information was evident. As exhaustion set in, I suggested we rest for the night. Lana agreed with a smile, and we drifted off to sleep, my mind filled with dark peculiar dreams.

In the dream, I was stealthily tracking a man, trailing him into a fitness center named 21 Fitness, known for its saunas, spas, and exercise equipment. Despite having a membership there, I rarely used it, leaving that to my mother. As I followed the man, my eyesight was not human-like, but thermal imaging—as if that’s all I could see in. He entered the locker rooms, grabbed a towel, and headed straight for the sauna rooms, of which there were three, each for one person only. In the dream, I boldly entered the sauna just as the man was closing the door, startling him. "Um, do I know you?" he asked. I responded by gazing into his eyes, feeling his heartbeat. I caressed his cheek and chest in a provocative manner. He was clad in only a towel, revealing a middle-aged man with a receding hairline, blue eyes, and a fit physique, indicating his frequent visits to the fitness center. “Maybe you should go, I’m married and…” his voice trailed off as I started to undress.

 “Okay,” his eyes widened in shock as he mouthed his words. I gently placed his hand on my chest, causing him to gulp nervously. "Honey," he began, pausing before asking, "How old are you?"

“Shh, come to me,” I said but it wasn’t my voice, it didn’t sound like me.

“Well, I guess that doesn’t matter right?” He said as he stepped closer. With a swift motion, I spun around and secured the door, my grip tightening as I forcefully guided him towards me, compelling him to the ground. The steamy atmosphere of the sauna ignited my senses, and I straddled him, only to be taken aback as an unexpected sensation slithered out from my mouth. A serpentine creature with writhing tendrils emerged from the darkness, slithering into his mouth and suffocating him before disappearing back into the shadows. 

Suddenly jolting awake, I gasped for air as Lana, startled by my scream, sat up in concern, asking, "What's the matter?"

"I had a terrifying nightmare," I whispered, still shaken by the lingering horror of the twisted vision that had invaded my sleep.

“Did you feel any pain?” I touched my head and sighed. “Maybe a little but not as bad as the last time.” Lana gave me a worried look. “Okay, I can call the Doctor if you want to talk to him?”

“No, it will be fine. I guess I just need another day to recuperate.”  The Doctor's presence was desired, but it seemed like he needed some time alone to reflect. I sensed his guilt over what transpired. Another day went by, and I started to feel restless. "I'm worried he might abandon us," I voiced my concern. She reassured me, "I hope not." As fragmented memories resurfaced, my headache lessened, prompting me to ask about the events from Lana. 

"Wouldn't you rather hear it from the Doctor?" Lana asked. I declined, feeling ashamed. "I'd prefer to hear it from you, please."

“Okay, I hope I’m doing the right thing. The Doctor said that I should let him know if you start to remember but I think I’ll fill you in a bit before you face him again.” I looked at her wondering if I had done something horrific to the Doctor and maybe that’s why he left. She started to tell me what had happened and why I ended up in a futuristic alien hospital. “Remember when we visited that planet?” I nodded.

 “Well, those things that were flying around jumping out of the water in the pond— they were parasitic alien creatures. We were trying to avoid getting hit by them or maybe I should say, trying not to get impaled by one unfortunately when you turned around to see one flying toward you, it attached itself to your mouth and the Doctor quickly ran up to you and used his sonic screwdriver to detach it; once it fell he kicked it into the pond. He carried you the rest of the way to the Tardis. But what we didn’t know is that it had injected something inside you. When we got back to the Tardis, you were coughing, he waved the screwdriver over your body but didn’t detect anything yet. He gave you some water and after a while you seemed to have gotten better,” she paused.

 “And?” I asked, feeling my angst deepen.

“We didn’t realize what had happened and should’ve seen the signs. You started complaining that you were cold. When we got home, the Doctor told me to call him if I see anything different about you.” My eyes locked onto her, filled with a mix of curiosity and apprehension, as I braced myself for what could be a devastating revelation. A sense of unease washed over me, settling deep within my chest, as if warning me of the impending storm. In that tense moment, she nervously swallowed, her actions betraying the weight of the secret she was about to share.

“You rested for two days, your mom thought you were sick with the flu or something. You had a fever but then by the third day you started feeling better. I came to visit you and talk about everything we experienced, and may I add I do not ever want to travel with him again. Time traveling and space travel is for those who can take the anxiety and fear of the dangers that come with it.”

“Tell me Lana,” I said, becoming impatient. 

She nodded. “Okay so, you started changing. You suddenly said you had a migraine then it was as if your personality changed. In the middle of the conversation, you froze and turned, giving me a blank look. There was something about your eyes that creeped me out. You stood up and walked to the mirror. You stared at yourself as though it was the first time you saw your own reflection. “Take a picture, it will last you longer,” I remarked and chuckled.

“I do remember what you’re talking about. There was a voice inside my head, a strange thing spoke on my behalf.” 

She nodded, “Well, um, you said you felt cold, and I looked at you and wondered if you were feeling well. It was hot outside; I found it strange.

 “Maybe you should get more rest,” I suggested to you. You came up to me and hugged me,” she paused. “You were hugging me passionately.” Lana revealed, embarrassed. “What?”

“Yeah, well you wanted to kiss me; I pushed you away. “What’s wrong with you?” I asked. You responded, “I need your body I feel so cold.” I found it weird because it’s still summer and it was close to 100 degrees outside. “You know, maybe I should call the Doctor, he wanted me to tell him if you started acting strange and I think you are,” I told you and took out the phone he gave me, but you slapped it out of my hand. You moved in to kiss me, French kiss me, I felt something strange tickle my tongue, I quickly pushed you back and ran out of the bedroom, fleeing an impending assault.”

“I am so sorry; I don’t know why I did that. It is so unlike me.”

“I agree but whatever happened to you on that planet was something that the Doctor could help you with. Unfortunately, when I ran out of your room, I left the phone behind, and I did not want to go back in there, so I hid downstairs. Your parents weren’t home, and your brother is always out somewhere.”

“When did you go back and pick it up?”

“After you left.”

“What? You let me leave?”

She nodded. "I patiently waited to see if and when you would finally leave your house, and it definitely took you quite some time. In the meantime, I cleverly hid in the closet right next to the front door." As Lana shifted in her chair, memories of that particular event flooded back to me, and suddenly everything became clear. It dawned on me that a parasite had invaded my body and taken control of my mind. Although I was still present within myself, I remained dormant and powerless to resist its commands. I had absolutely no control over my motor skills or bodily movements.

 I vividly recall the moment when Lana fled, leaving me alone to confront my own reflection in the mirror. I stripped off my clothes and heard a voice that wasn't my own say, "This species has a perfect body. It's so easy to repair." It sounded strange and foreign to me. I cautiously explored every inch of my body with my hands before rummaging through my wardrobe in the closet. Eventually, I settled on a cute black lace crop-top, a denim mini skirt, and black closed-toed sandals. I threw on one of my denim jackets, made my way downstairs, and stepped out of the front door. Every step of the way, I fought against the parasite's control, until I reluctantly succumbed to its influence.

“So, after you left, I ran upstairs and grabbed the phone and called him. He came quickly but you were nowhere to be found. But you did leave a trail of breadcrumbs.”

“What do you mean?”

She looked at me, reluctant to tell me. “Come on, is it that bad?”

“Well, when the Doctor came, we took your car and drove around looking for you. We spotted you walking down a sidewalk. A man walked past, and you stopped and started following him. We called out your name, you glanced but did not acknowledge us. The Doctor said that the pond wasn’t an ordinary pond,” she said. “What?” I exclaimed.

“He said that he had gone back and took samples of the water, there is a hot spring at the bottom of it and the parasites love to breed in hot water but he thinks that the parasite that was in you, was the Queen and it chose your body." I let out a sigh and briefly shut my eyes, picturing the potential devastation I might have caused. All I could do was pray that the number of victims wasn't too high.

"The way the Doctor explained it, the egg that was injected into you by the slimy greenish starfish thing-- grew into, well something you don't want in you."

“That’s why I felt cold because it needed heat, it needed my body.” She agreed with my conclusion.  “As we followed you in the car, the man went into 21 Fitness, and you followed him in. After we finally found a parking space, we went in but because we didn’t have a membership we had to talk to the receptionist. The Doctor showed her a blank card and she thought that we were investigators.” I remembered the magic card and smiled. The Doctor was frantic, he feared that you’d hurt someone and sure enough, he was right. We saw a man lying on the floor in one of the sauna rooms.

A strange greenish yellow foam was oozing from his mouth. “She must’ve just left,” I told him and as his eyes landed on the corpse, a solemn expression etched across his face. He nodded in recognition, affirming my statement. What happened to that man, happened to you, but he died, and you didn’t.” Confusion clouded my expression as I wore a perplexed look on my face. Feeling overwhelmed, I couldn't help but release a deep sigh, trying to alleviate some of the tension building up inside me. “Do you want something to drink?” she asked and I nodded. She stood up and went to a table where there was a pitcher with water and a cup next to it. She poured the water and brought the cup to me. I took a sip. “What else happened?”

“The Doctor took out his screwdriver and waved it over his body."

“I guess he wasn’t the perfect mate. The parasite inside Cherise is looking for a mate to breed and create more of those little buggers,” he said. His face was veiled with a concerned expression, casting a somber shadow. As the woman prepared to enter the sauna, her eyes fell upon the lifeless body, causing a piercing scream to escape her lips. Urgently, the Doctor instructed her to immediately dial 911, for the situation demanded swift action. “This man died of asphyxiation, and shock. I guess his body couldn’t take it.”

“Have you’ve seen these things before through your travels,” I asked him.

“No, this is actually the first time,” he said.

“Let’s go find her. I will take her to a hospital that deals with something like this,” he said. Before we left, the Doctor gave the security guards details of what he found but excluded the whole parasite attack thing.

I asked him, “Won’t they investigate why the man died?”

He nodded, “Yes, but they might throw it off as food poisoning or something. Right now, our main concern is Cherise.” We got back in the car and drove around. I sighed; Lana looked worried. “I can’t believe I killed someone,” I told her.

“It wasn’t your fault,” she responded taking my hand in hers, trying to ease my angst.

“So, we didn’t know where else you had gone, then I suggested to go back home, maybe you had returned there.” She fell silent. “Well, what?” I asked.

"You were at one of your neighbor’s houses.”

“Which one,” I looked at her concerned and obviously anxious about what else I did, and who I might've hurt.

“You were at Mr. Leon’s house. You had just finished,” she paused.
“Finished what?”

“You just finished having sex with him.”

“What! Oh no. I use to babysit his kids when I was 14," I was horrified over this revelation.

“Well, you didn’t kill him, you injected him with an egg, that meant you found, or the parasite found the perfect mate.” Frustration and rage consumed me as I realized I had no power over my own body, manipulated by the parasite's influence. Memories of countless Stargate episodes flooded my mind, and if this creature resembled the Goa'uld in any way, I knew I was utterly helpless.

“Mr. Leon, of all things,”  I softly, murmured and contorted my face in pain. Lana acknowledged with a slight nod and nonchalant shrug. My eyelids gently shut, and I delved into the depths of my memory, recalling the events that transpired. A flashback emerged:  While strolling along the pavement, my gaze caught sight of him meticulously trimming the hedges in his front yard.

 “Good morning, Cherise, how are you doing today? I heard you were ill,” he greeted me with a smile. My eyes scanned his appearance.  “Cherise, is there something wrong?”

“Can I come into your house,” I asked him, the parasite flawlessly imitated my voice this time. His confusion was evident as I sensually brushed my fingers against his cheek, flashing a seductive smile. He couldn't resist but pause, placing the shears on the ground, and gazing at me with a mischievous grin on his face. “I feel cold,” I said. He smiled.

“Well, let’s get you inside and warm you up,” he said and took me into his house. I made my move towards him, planting a passionate kiss on his lips, and he welcomed it eagerly. As I delved into his memories, I discovered a dark secret that Mr. Leon harbored. The images in his mind showed him engaging in sexual acts with a young girl, much younger than myself. Furthermore, his laptop contained explicit pictures of girls aged 15 and older. The parasite within my mind exposed his true desires, revealing that he had always lusted after me and yearned to engage in sexual activities with me. "Mr. Leon, my nasty little man, you like young ladies don’t you. The younger, the better.” His eyes bore into mine with fear, yet I managed to win his trust. He grasped my hand and guided me up the stairs. I struggled to command my own body to flee, but the insidious parasite controlled my every action. It knew of the Doctor's existence within my mind, yet it sought to evade him at any expense. Internally, I screamed for liberation from the parasite's grip, but I was powerless. Suddenly, Mr. Leon and I found ourselves entwined in his bed. I straddled him, positioning his rigid member inside me. "Cherise, you are unaware of my deep desires for you, your beauty and youth are captivating. Your lips are enticing, fulfilling all my fantasies," he declared. With his wife away and children gone, I was shocked and furious at his words. Overcome with a strength not my own, I restrained him as a snake-like entity emerged from my mouth, injecting him with something. Panic turned to calm before the creature injected eggs into him, then retreated back into my mouth. “You are the perfect mate. Sleep now my little human and I will be back,” I said seductively. He was unconscious on the bed in the nude. I took his wife's robe and put it on. I went downstairs and headed to the backyard where there was a hot tub. The hot tub was inside a luxurious gazebo, surrounded by privacy panels. The water was just right for the parasite. That's when Lana and the Doctor discovered me. 

I began to cry, “I remember now and I am embarrassed, and I don’t know how I will be able to look into Mr. Leon’s eyes ever again.” I wiped a tear from my eye.

“Don’t worry about him. The Doctor brought both of you here.” 

My mouth dropped and I asked, “What? He’s here too. Oh no, does he remember?”

“Don’t worry, he doesn’t because the Doctor made him forget, after he took him back home. The eggs never hatched, and the androids cured him. If he ever does remember, he'll think it was one of his wet dreams," she said and grimaced. I scoffed and sighed, "Yeah, unfortunately knowing what I know about him, I don't know if I can ever see him the same way again. It will be awkward." She nodded.

“How did they take it out?” She took a deep breath.
“They froze him at a dangerously low level, almost to the dead zone.”
“Did they do the same to me?” She nodded.

“How did they coax that thing out of me?”

“When your body was at death’s door, the android put a mouthpiece over your mouth, holding it in place, it kind of looked like an oxygen masks. The tank that it was connected to distributed heat and the parasite was sucked right out of you. It was pretty long too.” I was shocked and horrified to hear about it all.

“And the Doctor?” I inquired.

"The Doctor appeared extremely concerned, on the verge of a nervous breakdown. It seems like he has deep feelings for you, but is unwilling to acknowledge them."

“That’s because he lost someone he loved,” I told her.

“Oh,” she said, looking at me with concern.

“I want to talk to him.” After giving a nod, she walked out to make a call to him using that unique phone. In a matter of minutes, he showed up.

 "Cherise, how are you?" His face was filled with concern. 

"I'm feeling better, but I deeply apologize for all the trouble I caused." He took a seat on the chair that Lana had been using. Holding my hand, he kissed it and looked into my eyes, visibly relieved that I was improving. It's clear that he genuinely cares about my well-being, especially considering the losses he has experienced.

“No, I am sorry that I took you to that planet. I did not want to endanger your life, but it always happens, I should have known better.”  I shook my head, dismissing the doctor's apology. "No need to be sorry, Doctor," I reassured him. "In fact, I was eager to go and..." I trailed off, unsure of how to express my true feelings. Curiosity piqued, the Doctor inquired, "And what were you going to say?" My heart raced as I gathered the courage to respond. Nervously, I swallowed hard before finally admitting, "And I want to be by your side. Being with you is an adventure in itself, exploring different worlds and experiencing different eras in history." A genuine smile spread across his face as he leaned in to kiss me. His lips barely touching mine, he whispered, "Thank you for forgiving me." The sincerity in his voice warmed my heart, reaffirming the bond we shared.

“There’s nothing to forgive, things happen.” I held his hand.

 “How did you make Mr. Leon forget everything?” His face darkened with discontent as soon as his name was brought up. It's evident that he must be aware of the situation between Mr. Leon and me, but he needs to understand that it was the parasite manipulating me. I had no romantic interest in Mr. Leon whatsoever.

“Well, that’s my little secret but I don’t always like to use that power, only in acute circumstances,” he said and playfully tapped my nose. I squinted and smiled.

"Do you think I am well enough to go home?”

“Do you feel well enough?” he asked and looked at me with adoration. I nodded.

“Doctor, did I hurt anyone else while under the influence of that thing?” He hesitated before answering. “You hurt my feelings and you told me something I didn’t know.” He looked at me musingly. “Like what?”

“When Lana and I arrived at Mr. Leon’s house, we found you basking in the warm waters of the hot tub. You raised the heat higher than any human should have it. I was afraid that your body would burn but apparently the parasite heals the body of injuries it sustains. When Lana and I tried to pull you out, you hissed at me and jumped out of the tub and assaulted me but not in a good way,” he joked. “The ‘mate’ woke up and ran downstairs to defend the Queen.”

It must’ve bothered him that I had sex with Mr. Leon, because he looked irked and dejected when he was relating the story. I sighed.

 “That wasn’t me. I would never act like that.”

He nodded, “I know and now you’re free from that dreaded parasite.”

"How did you get both of us on board your Tardis?"

"The Tardis appeared in the house," he said.

“Did I say anything to you?” He hesitated.

“Yes, but I know it was the parasite speaking, however if it’s true you should have told me.”

“What did I say?”

 “It said that they were going to take the Tardis and venture to other worlds and breed a whole colony. Fortunately I stopped them by using a stun gun I took from Unit," he paused. "And before you ask me what Unit is, I'll tell you later."

"Did that thing say anything else?" He shifted in the chair and cast his eyes down for a second. "She also said that you love me and that you met someone who offered you a proposition.”

“Proposition?” I asked, casting my eyes briefly sideways.

He nodded, “Yes, to travel with her and visit previous incarnations of me." There was silence between us.  

"You never told me about that, why?”

 I hesitated, “Doctor, yes, Lana and I were shopping and as I  sat waiting for Lana to come out of the restroom, a strange woman approached me. However, I declined her offer." The Doctor's gaze intensified, causing me to feel uneasy. "She introduced herself as River and claimed to know you, but you haven't had any prior interaction with her," I confessed, shrugging my shoulders. The Doctor scoffed and flashed a smile, urging me not to entertain the woman if she ever appeared again. "She might possess the ability to travel through time, even without a Tardis and I don't know how," he paused and added. "I don't trust her though." His brows furrowing as he contemplated the situation. "Stay by my side, be my companion and lover, even if it's not a permanent arrangement. I genuinely want to protect you and rely on you for reassurance..."

 I interrupted him, chiming in with a sincere expression, "A shoulder to cry on?" I said, giving him an earnest look. 

"Not in that way, you’re more than that. You are special to me, and you know that.” He smiled and kissed my hand.

“But she said you haven’t met her yet.”

 "Well, I don’t care if we haven’t met yet, I worry about you and I have enemies so stay away from her.” I nodded. “So, if you’re ready, I want to take you home, I miss having you in my Tardis,” He winked, smiled, and stood up from his chair. He placed it in the corner. I exhaled, relieved that I no longer have to be in this cold, strange hospital. He walked out to talk to one of the androids. After I got dressed, Lana walked in. She handed me the phone.

“Funny that it’s a flip-phone,” I said. Lana smiled.

“I am glad you’re feeling better. I don’t ever want to go with your boyfriend traveling in his spaceship again.” I chuckled and shook my head. I gave her a hug. The Doctor took us home, he handed me some pills that were prescribed by the physician and I am to take them until they run out. Lana went home afterwards. The next morning after breakfast, I met Lana at the park. 

"Wow, we were in another world," Lana exclaimed with excitement bubbling in her voice. 

"I thought you were done traveling with the Doctor again?" I teased, a smile playing on my lips as I glanced at her. 

"I am, but I have to admit, it was a bit thrilling," she said with a chuckle. I couldn't help but shake my head in amusement. As I scanned the surroundings, my eyes landed on Mr. Leon tending to his garden in the front yard. Lana and I exchanged a knowing look before glancing at him. 

"His poor wife," Lana sighed, and I silently agreed. Mr. Leon noticed us and waved, prompting us to wave back with polite smiles. 

"Let's hope he doesn't recall anything," I murmured, and Lana nodded in agreement. Engrossed in our conversation, I suddenly caught sight of River Song appearing a few yards away from us. Lana noticed my distraction and warned, "Remember what the Doctor said about her." I nodded, but before we knew it, River was making her way towards us.

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After a week had gone by, I was in the middle of a shower when the unmistakable sound of the Tardis reached my ears, surprising me and making me gasp with a mix of excitement and nervousness. I quickly finished up, threw on my pink plush floral robe, and locked my room before rushing to where the Tardis was, its mysterious aura drawing me in. With a quick motion, I tossed my towel onto the bed as the Tardis door opened slowly, a hand playfully inviting me inside. Unable to resist, I smiled, rolled my eyes, and stepped into the enigmatic time machine, asking, “So, where were you?” 

"I was on my way back to you when I picked up a hitchhiker," he replied, sparking my interest. I prodded for more details, flashing a sly grin, and he came closer, kissed me, then took a step back to admire me. "You're looking quite sexy, Butterfly," he flirtatiously remarked.

 "Spill the beans," I urged excitedly, pursing my lips and grinning.

"A woman in a bridal outfit mysteriously appeared in my Tardis."

"Oh, really? Is she attractive?" I asked with a sly smile, pretending to be upset as I crossed my arms and turned away. He chuckled and reassured me, "No way, you're the cutest little lady I know." Taking my hand gently, he drew me closer, wrapping me in a comforting hug. Playfully, I asked, "Did you miss me?" adding a touch of seriousness to my tone.  "I did," he replied. I grinned when I realized I was still in my robe.

  "Oops, I forgot to change," I said. He reassured me that he had spare clothes in one of the rooms. Curious, I asked, "Whose clothes, are they?" My mind wandered, wondering if any of the female clothes belonged to other women he had traveled with. With a mischievous wink, he replied, "Well, do you want to find out?" Blushing, I nodded, and he took my hand, leading me through the peculiar hallways of the Tardis.

Upon entering the room, I noticed how ordinary it looked compared to the rest of the Tardis. He pushed the closet door open, revealing its contents. "I'll check these out later. But why can't I just grab my things in my room?" I pondered, confused by the situation. "We're not in your room anymore," he replied, a mischievous grin on his face. My eyes widened in surprise as I gasped, "Where are we exactly?"

"We're traveling through time," he explained mysteriously. I was both puzzled and fascinated by his words.

"Can I see?" I asked eagerly.

 "Not now. I'll show you later. How about we explore the pool room instead?" he suggested, flashing a charming smile. We walked down the hallway until we reached the pool room, leaving me in awe. "Wow," I whispered in amazement as I took in the breathtaking pool room.

As we crossed the threshold together, the air was thick with anticipation. "How about a dip?" he proposed, his voice tinged with a hint of nervousness. I simply nodded, feeling a rush of shyness wash over me, and averted my gaze. Slowly, he began to undress, each movement deliberate and enticing, causing me to let out a soft gasp. His chiseled physique was on full display, completely nude, as he stood before me. With a confident stride, he approached and gently removed my robe, letting it cascade to the floor. Together, we descended into the inviting warmth of the pool, his arms wrapping around me possessively. Beneath the water's surface, his hands roamed my body, igniting a fire within me, while his tongue danced with mine in a passionate tango. Gradually, we made our way towards the shallower end of the pool, where I turned my back to him, my arms resting on the edge. His touch was electric as he continued to explore every inch of my body, before finally taking me from behind, sending waves of pleasure coursing through me. While he passionately made love to me, my mind wandered into a realm of curiosity, wondering if he had shared similar intimate moments with Rose, and how many other women had experienced his touch in that very pool. 

However, I quickly dismissed those thoughts as we both reached the pinnacle of pleasure simultaneously. His prowess as a lover was truly exceptional, elevating me to a position of significance in his arms. There was an undeniable allure about him, as if he hailed from a different world altogether. Every caress and stroke left me enveloped in a radiant love that I had never experienced before. It became clear to me why his past lovers were left shattered when he departed. After our climactic moment, we held each other tightly, our embrace filled with a deep sense of connection, and he showered me with a passionate kiss that left me breathless.

"Cherise, you're so fucking gorgeous," he groaned in pleasure and I couldn't help but shiver at the intensity in his voice. The fact that he didn't slip up and call me Rose made me wonder if he truly saw me for who I was. Our connection was undeniable, a magnetic pull drawing us closer together with each passing moment. Our gazes locked, filled with desire and longing, as we moved as one towards the other end of the pool before finally emerging. He scooped me up effortlessly, carrying me to his bedroom where our bodies intertwined in a passionate dance of love and lust. Time seemed to stand still as we lost ourselves in each other, the outside world fading away into oblivion. The realization that the Tardis was nowhere to be found in my room was a distant thought as I surrendered to the pleasure he offered. His every touch sent shivers down my spine, his every kiss igniting a fire within me that threatened to consume us both. As he reclined back, a look of contentment on his face, I nestled my head against his chest, listening to the rhythmic beat of his heart. A sudden realization struck me as I heard the familiar sound of a dual heartbeat, my eyes widening in shock. “So, you heard my two hearts?” he asked as his confession of having two hearts only confirmed what I had suspected, a fact that both terrified and excited me. “I have two hearts my dear.” He drew me in for a kiss, I couldn't help but wonder what other secrets he held, what other mysteries lay hidden beneath the surface of this enigmatic man. With my hair cascading over my shoulder, he gently brushed it aside, his touch sending a wave of electricity through me.

"How?" I asked him.

 "I'm from Gallifrey, my people have two hearts. Remember, I'm an alien," he clarified.

"Ah, right, I forgot. You seem so human," I acknowledged, to which he grinned.

"I want to tell you something else," he mentioned, pausing to gaze into my eyes earnestly. "As a Time Lord, I undergo changes."

"What kind of changes?"

“When I die, I don’t really die, my body changes, I become someone else but inside I am still the doctor, just a different face. I detest it to be honest. I never know who I will become.” I felt bewildered yet embraced his disclosure. Asking if it was a frequent occurrence seemed foolish, prompting a chuckle from him. "No, I make an effort not to die," he replied with a laugh. Despite half of his explanation going over my head, I attentively listened and nodded. I silently prayed that he wouldn't transform, as I couldn't bear the thought of encountering him in a different body where he might not recognize me in return. I was relieved that he shared something with me, but I knew I had to confess something too. There was a fear that if I revealed the truth, he might distance himself from me completely. As our eyes met, I found myself pausing before finding the courage to speak. "I was reluctant to share this with you because I was afraid it might change things between us," I confessed, taking a deep breath. His expression was filled with curiosity as he asked, "What's on your mind?" With a sigh, I revealed, "I'm not actually 19, I'm 18."

To my surprise, he didn't seem fazed by my admission. Instead, a warm smile graced his features, and he sat up, indicating that my honesty had brought us closer.

 "I understand," he reassured me. "I had a feeling about it from the start," he added. I lay there, stunned by his response. I never expected it to be such a non-issue. Thoughts about his previous relationships and experiences crossed my mind, but I pushed them aside.

"Do you see it as a problem?" he asked, to which I shook my head and smiled. I was curious about his past, particularly about Rose and their history, but I knew it wasn't the right time to delve into that. "How about we go see the unveiling of the Statue of Liberty?" he suggested. My eyes widened with excitement, and I couldn't help but beam with joy as I eagerly nodded in agreement. “In that case, let us journey back to the year 1886 and bear witness to the magnificent unveiling of the iconic Statue of Liberty in America. Rumor has it that the festivities surrounding this occasion were truly remarkable."

 "Awesome!" I exclaimed with fervor.

 "I take you through the most renowned destinations of that era."

"I can’t wait," I eagerly expressed. "Do you have garments suitable for that era? I believe it is important to dress in period attire."

 "Indeed, I do," he responded, pausing momentarily. With a gentle touch upon my cheek, he leaned in and whispered seductively into my ear, "But for now, I want to fuck you hard." A blush spread across my face. Following our passionate intimacy, he helped me get dressed in attire from the late Victorian period. "Did women really wear all these clothes?" I asked, inhaling deeply as he fastened the corset snugly around my waist. 

He was careful not to tighten it too much, only sufficient to accentuate my curves. Following that, I made the decision to don a flowing, plush white button-up shirt, accompanied by a petticoat and a hoop skirt to create a full and voluminous appearance for my skirt. To complete the ensemble, I incorporated a brown twill wool vest that boasted buttons running all the way up to the collar. However, I couldn't help but feel that the deep grey shade of my skirt was a tad overpowering. When it came to my choice of footwear, comfort was definitely not a priority. I couldn't fathom how women during this time managed to endure such shoes. Lastly, I adorned my bun with an adorable hairpiece comb, adding a touch of charm to my overall look. Unlike women, men didn't have to wear as many layers of clothing. It was a relief for them to not suffer for the sake of fashion. After helping me get dressed, he took a step back and asked me to turn around, his eyes filled with adoration as he gazed at me. 

With a lustful look in his eyes, he expressed his admiration, saying, "I love what I see." He pulled me close, embracing me tightly and kissing me passionately. As he held me, he sighed and smiled, complimenting me by saying, "You look very pretty." His words filled me with a sense of joy and confidence. However, he couldn't resist the temptation and confessed, "I almost want to stay here and make love to you again and again and again,” he lightly kissed my lips. “But I promised we would go see the Statue of Liberty," he sighed and smiled. He disappeared behind a room divider to change. “Now he changes behind a divider,” I thought to myself, smiling as I rolled my eyes. When he emerged, he was dressed in 1800s men's attire, which gave him a slightly Steampunk vibe. His new outfit made him look distinguished and older, adding a touch of charm to his appearance.

Carefully stepping out of the Tardis, I scanned the area around me with a sense of wonder. "Incredible," I exclaimed, a huge smile spreading across my face. The Doctor mirrored my excitement, clearly enjoying the joy reflected in my expression. As the rain started to drizzle down, I reached for my elegant Victorian umbrella and offered to share it with the Doctor. "We'll get the best view of the event from here. Let's get on one of those ships," he suggested, linking his arm with mine. Intrigued, I asked, "How do you propose we do that?" With a mischievous grin, he responded, "Let's figure it out as we go." We navigated through the bustling crowd, making our way towards the boarding area and managing to skip the line. After patiently waiting, our turn finally arrived. The Doctor handed a blank card to the ticket inspector, who simply smiled and waved us through. With anticipation running high, we stepped onto the majestic river boat. The unveiling of the Statue of Liberty was a breathtaking sight that left us speechless.

The celebrations were an absolute blast, with a massive crowd of people in attendance, possibly numbering in the millions. To avoid getting lost in the year 1886, I stuck close to the Doctor, knowing that it would be a complete disaster if I were to wander off. Unfortunately, women were still struggling for independence during this time, so they were often overshadowed by their husbands. Whenever someone approached us, the Doctor introduced me as his niece. The festivities were incredibly lively and had a surreal atmosphere. After enjoying it for a while, the Doctor hailed a Hansom Carriage cab. "I want to take you to see a real play in New York," he exclaimed. "A play?" I questioned, "The only one I've ever seen was a school play in 10th grade," I added with a chuckled. He smiled and kissed my forehead. "We're going to see a Broadway play," he said. My eyes widened, and a huge smile spread across my face. "I can't wait," I said, wrapping my arm around his. 

"Let's go," he said as we entered the carriage, ready to start our journey to the theatre. We exited the carriage and made our way to the Tardis which stayed hidden, cloaked. Walking beside him, I felt a mix of fear and comfort, like a child seeking protection. The Tardis took us to the time the Doctor set it to. The play we were going to see was called "A Scrape of Paper," set in 1886 on December 7th. As the play went on, I grew tired and eventually dozed off, resting my head on his shoulder. He gently kissed my head, waking me up. "You fell asleep," he whispered with a smile. Apologizing, I saw him chuckle. Feeling we were losing interest, he suggested we head back to the Tardis. Agreeing, I knew it was time to go. As we got up to leave, we accidentally bumped into a well-dressed man in a suit and top hat.

"Ah, Mr. Smith, it seems you've brought your niece along for the play," he remarked, giving me a once-over. His silver hair peeked out from beneath his top hat, a thick mustache gracing his face, and a monocle perched on his left eye. The Doctor sensed the inappropriate scrutiny and decided to cut the conversation short.

"Yes, she's feeling a bit tired, I think it's time to head home. Pleasure to meet you, sir," the Doctor replied with a nod before making a swift exit. I remembered him from the festival, his intense gaze sending shivers down my spine.

 "What a creep," I muttered under my breath, taking note of his age, well over 40. I was with the Doctor, the only man who held my heart. As the Tardis materialized, we quickly stepped inside, leaving the uncomfortable encounter in the past.

"Ugh, this outfit is absolutely horrendous," I complained, my lips forming a pout. "It may look decent, but it feels so uncomfortable. I can't believe women actually used to wear this in the past. And these shoes are just the absolute worst," I grumbled, slipping them off my feet. He let out a soft chuckle, finding amusement in my discontent.

 "Well, I could help you get rid of all of it," he suggested playfully. A mischievous grin spread across his face as he spoke.

 "Hmm, maybe you can, but only if you can catch me first," I teased, darting away down the hallway. Without missing a beat, he activated the auto drive and chased after me. Laughter filled the air as he caught up to me, effortlessly sweeping me off my feet and planting a sweet kiss on my lips.

"Let's go to my room," he whispered seductively before sweeping me off my feet effortlessly. Despite the layers of fabric hugging my slender frame, his strength was undeniable as he carried me towards his bedroom. Anticipation painted my face with a lustful glow, craving the touch of his throbbing manhood penetrating me deeply. The thought of his forceful thrusts, driving me to the brink of ecstasy, made me quiver with desire. My heart raced with excitement as we crossed the threshold into his private sanctuary, shedding our garments in a frenzy of desire. The cascade of my hair framed my face as he closed the distance between us, his eyes filled with a potent mix of passion and tenderness. Enveloping me from behind, his hands roamed my curves with a delicate touch, leaving a trail of fiery kisses along my neck and shoulders. Each caress sent shivers down my spine, his fingers expertly teasing my most sensitive areas, igniting a fire within me that begged to be quenched. With a swift motion, he lifted me in his arms, my arms wrapping around his neck and my legs encircling his waist, creating an intimate connection that transcended words. He swept me into his embrace, his gaze burning with desire and longing. I barely registered the moment he gently placed me on the bed and positioned himself above me. My legs parted willingly, beckoning him closer. The tip of his member glistened with anticipation. With a forceful thrust, he entered me, firmly pinning my hands down. With an intoxicating mix of determination and sensuality, he ravished me, evoking fervent moans of pleasure. Releasing my hands, he lifted one of my legs over his shoulder, intensifying his relentless assault on my delicate, drenched pussy. The intensity of his thrusts sent shivers down my spine, my body quivering with desire. He ravaged me with such fervor, as if he couldn't bear to let me go. Each powerful movement brought me closer to climax, my moans filling the room. Tears of ecstasy rolled down my cheeks, a testament to the overwhelming passion between us. His love enveloped me, igniting a fire deep within my being. As we reached the peak together, his release mingled with mine, leaving us both breathless and satisfied. My flushed face basked in the warm afterglow of our shared passion.

 “Are you okay?” he asked. His hand softly caressed my buttocks. I didn’t respond, I was still in awe over the heated encounter. “Cherise, I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

 “No, I'm fine. I am so happy that you’re in my life and that you found me." As we lay there, wrapped in each other's arms, I planted a tender kiss on his lips. The feeling of contentment washed over me, grateful that destiny had brought us together. Yet, amidst the bliss, a lingering question tugged at my heart - how long will this beautiful connection last?

“Well, I am really happy too and you're such a stunning young woman. Thank you for choosing me as your first," he was referring to me being a virgin when we first met. However, I believe it was destiny that brought us together. He was heartbroken from his previous relationship, and Rose must have meant a lot to him. But I don't mind being there for him, providing comfort and reassurance. I know I might just be a rebound lover and that one day he might forget about me, but for now, I'm with him and I love him. A few hours later, we suddenly found ourselves in the Woodstock era of 1969. "We're in 1969, Woodstock," he exclaimed passionately.

 "Oh my God, seriously?" I exclaimed.

"It's fascinating to witness your reactions," he said, gesturing towards his room filled with era-appropriate attire. Inside the wardrobe, a denim mini skirt, an adorable crop-top adorned with embroidered bead decals, and a collection of necklaces awaited. Neatly placed in one of the drawers were a pair of sandals. "They fit perfectly," I said, as I changed into the crop-top and mini skirt. The Doctor embraced me from behind, whispering in my ear, "I want to fuck you hard right now."

I playfully responded, "If we do that, we'll miss out on exploring and experiencing all the wonders around us in 1969."

 "Absolutely, my lovely butterfly, let's get dressed." He selected a maroon shirt with a bohemian touch and a jean jacket matched with men's flared jeans and a robust leather belt. His choice of footwear was brown sandals. As I combed my hair, the Doctor presented me with exquisite dangling earrings embellished with beads. He had taken them from a wooden jewelry box in his closet. "Where did you discover these? They're stunning."

"Well, the Tardis can materialize anything I wish for."

"Incredible, yet intriguing. You always manage to amaze me, Doctor," I playfully smiled.

 "Could that be the reason why you hold such affection for me?" he asked, with a playful tone, yet there was a subtle undertone of seriousness in his voice. It was clear that he was seeking to comprehend the extent of my feelings towards him. The pain of losing Rose seemed to linger within him, leaving a mark on his heart that I could sense. I couldn't help but ponder if, when our paths first crossed, he was hoping to find solace in her memory.  "I do love you, but there are moments when I am plagued by the fear of you leaving and never coming back," I admitted with sincerity.

As I bared my emotions, he drew closer to me, wrapping me in a warm embrace that felt like a shield against my fears and uncertainties. The connection between us seemed to grow stronger in that moment, as if our hearts were speaking a language of their own.

 “Cherise, you hold a special place in my heart that brings me joy. Your smile lights up my world, and the connection we share is truly profound.” With a passionate kiss, he expressed his feelings, and although I craved to hear those three little words, ‘I love you’ his heartfelt declaration was more than enough to fill my heart with contentment.  "Let's go see what 1969 Woodstock has in store for us," I proposed, a smile spreading across my face. As we journey through this experience together, I look forward to delving into his past relationships and the people who have shaped his life. There is a curiosity within me that longs to understand the experiences that have molded him into the person he is today.

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My Immortal: Ch. 2 The Trip to Midnight and My First Time

 

My Immortal: The Doctor and Me

Chapter 2: The Trip to Midnight and My First Time

Rated: MA 18 & over 

Disclaimer: the title used for this fanfic, is not related to the INFAMOUS fanfic that originally used this title. My Immortal is in reference to the Doctor being immortal.

 

  Stepping out of the Tardis, my eyes widened in amazement. The doctor informed me about the impressive fifteen-foot thickness of the domes. Despite the planet's harsh conditions, The Leisure Palace Company had transformed it into a hub of leisure, shopping, and day spas. The city boasted an anti-gravity restaurant and a scenic tourist train that transported visitors to picturesque locations. Many of the attractions were enclosed within large glass domes, shielding them from the intense X-tonic sunlight. Although venturing outside was impossible, the breathtaking sapphire diamonds scattered across the surface captivated my attention. I couldn't help but desire a small piece. As we strolled through the city, my curiosity and excitement overwhelmed me, casting a radiant glow on my face. The Doctor delighted in observing my awe-struck expression. "I can't believe we're actually on another planet," I exclaimed. We boarded a bullet train. I gazed out of the window of the sleek, futuristic bullet train that whisked us through a city enclosed in a sturdy plexiglass tube. As we journeyed, I caught a glimpse of something glistening beyond the city domes. 

"Are those real sapphire diamonds?" I asked, to which he nodded. 

"Yes, but no one can venture outside because the surface is hostile," he said. He explained in detail that the harsh conditions on the planet's surface made it impossible for anyone to mine the sapphires. Curiosity piqued, I asked, "So where are we going?"
"It's a secret," he whispered mysteriously. As the train stopped at the terminal, we got off and blended in with the crowd. Walking hand in hand, he comforted me as we walked down the sidewalk. Then, a sudden realization hit me - would anyone notice his Tardis? I asked, “Will anyone notice the Tardis?”

 "Nah, it cloaks, remember?" He wrapped his arm around me. We headed to a fancy hotel where he booked a room. The elevator had thick glass walls, and as we went up, I admired the view. I could see the sapphires glistening in the distance. I stared at them, captivated and longing to own one small piece. "Do you really desire a sapphire diamond?"

"Well, every girl dreams of a diamond, but it's not a big deal," I said as we stepped into the room. "So, what's the plan?" I asked, walking to the window, and drawing back the curtain to reveal the stunning scenery. "Amazing view," I remarked. He came up behind me, encircling my waist and pulling me close. Our cheeks brushed, causing me to shut my eyes and let out a soft sigh.

My heart raced as I felt his warm breath on my face. Eventually, he turned me around, still holding me close. I wasn't prepared to disclose my true age, aware that it could change his perception of me. He thinks I'm 19, but I've chosen to keep my age a secret for now.

"I've arranged for us to go to the Day Spa," he mentioned, "and then we can have a lovely dinner together. Tomorrow, we can visit stunning places like the diamond waterfall," he suggested.

 "Really?" I asked, my eyes widening and a coy smile forming on my face.

 "I'll give you anything you want," he said, holding me close.

I wondered, "Are we a couple? If so, I should reveal my true age, which might affect our relationship, but I decided to stay quiet. By being cautious, I hope to avoid ending up like my mom, who got pregnant at 17. In four months, I'll be 19, so I don't think I'll follow her path. Besides, he's an alien, and we are different species, so I can't get pregnant. I looked into his mesmerizing brown eyes, blushing, and feeling my heart race as I grinned.

"Thanks," I said, blushing slightly. His smile was incredibly welcoming, and his accent had a delightful charm that added to his air of mystery. "So, when exactly are we going to the Day Spa?"

 "In an hour," he answered, and I nodded, feeling excited. As I surveyed the room, I noticed a small refrigerator, likely stocked with beverages, and a luxurious king-size bed. But wait a minute... there was only one bed.

"Um, I need to use the bathroom," I said.

"Okay," he cupped my face in his hands and planted a passionate hard kiss on my lips. It caught me off guard, although not entirely unexpected, as he had kissed me before, but never like this. I smiled and made my way to the bathroom, closing the door behind me. Leaning against it, I took a deep breath, trying to gather my thoughts. I glanced at my reflection in the mirror, checking out my clothes.

"Hmm, this outfit isn't sexy enough," I thought to myself. Shrugging, I undid my ponytail and let my hair hang loosely and took a deep breath.

“Now I’m ready,” I said as I exuded a confident smile, I stepped out of the bathroom. As he sat comfortably on the bed, he glanced at his watch before putting it back in his pocket. When our eyes met, his face lit up with delight. “You look absolutely stunning," he complimented, his voice filled with admiration and his grin captivating. Motioning for me to come over to the bed, I hesitated slightly before finally settling down beside him. 

"We still have some time before our appointment at the Day Spa," I pointed out, trying to ease the tension by playing with the ring on my finger. He acknowledged my statement with a nod. “What would you like to do?" I asked, feeling a bit anxious. He gently put his arm around me and leaned in for a kiss. This time, instead of pulling away, I allowed myself to be swept up in the moment. In fact, I barely noticed when he gently laid me back. His body pressed against mine, igniting a fire within me as his lips met mine in a passionate kiss. His skilled tongue explored the depths of my mouth, leaving me breathless and craving more. Slowly, his hand traveled up, skillfully unbuttoning my shirt, revealing the desire that burned beneath. With a flick of his fingers, he undid the hook from my bra at the front, exposing my breasts to his hungry gaze. His hands caressed them, sending shivers down my spine, while his lips teased and sucked on my hardened nipples. Moving up to my neck, he left a trail of soft kisses, his teeth gently biting my skin, marking me as his. His hand held my wrists firmly, while the other ventured to unzip my pants, his bulge pressing against my stomach, driving me wild with anticipation. Time stood still, each moment filled with electric tension, my heart racing in anticipation of what was to come. But just as the climax of our passion was within reach, a knock shattered the moment, breaking the spell we were under. Once, twice, then a third time, the sound echoed through the room, interrupting our intimate connection.

 "Room service," a voice called from the other side of the door, shattering the illusion of our private sanctuary. The Doctor, frustrated and disappointed, took a moment to compose himself, releasing a heavy sigh that spoke volumes of his longing. Clicking his tongue in frustration, he reluctantly let go of me, leaving me yearning for the touch that was so abruptly stolen away.

 "I'll be there in a minute," he shouted, over his shoulder, his voice tinged with annoyance. Getting up from the bed, he released a sigh and grinned warmly.

"We'll continue this later," he declared, getting to his feet confidently. Feeling elated, I sat up and watched as he opened the door to greet someone. Hurriedly, I fastened my blouse and tidied my rumpled attire. Meeting my gaze, the Doctor winked mischievously, injecting a hint of thrill into the situation. Suddenly, the server wheeled in the cart.

"Here's your lunch, it’s on the house," he said.

 "Thank you, and here's a little something for you," the Doctor replied, slipping a tip into his hand. The server left as the door shut behind him.

 "Do you always carry gold coins?" I asked. The Doctor lifted the bowl lid and grinned.

 "Looks delicious," he remarked. "And yes, sometimes I do. Well, let's not be late for our spa appointment," he suggested, checking his watch.

"It’s only 30 minutes before our appointment," I said.

 "It's okay, I assure you that when we return, we'll continue our... getting to know each other better," he said with a smile, planting a kiss on my cheek.

 "Wait, I thought we were going to that restaurant you mentioned after the spa?" He shrugged casually, "We still have three days; we can save the restaurant for our last day here." Blushing, I smiled nervously. He pulled me close, wrapping me in his arms, locking eyes with me. I could sense his intentions; it was clear. Despite feeling a bit anxious, I felt comfortable with him. None of my past boyfriends made me feel this at ease. His smile was so charming, and the way he held me, made all my worries disappear. I could see why other women were drawn to him, enchanted by his charisma and charm. Maybe I was starting to fall for him too. He went to the closet and pulled out two togas made of soft, light terry cloth. "Let's wear these to the day spa. I think that's why they're here," he said with a laugh, laying them on the bed. I examined the woman's toga – it was short, white with a deep neckline and a golden sash that tied at the front. "Seriously? We have to wear these?" I asked.

"I guess it's required," he replied. I chuckled and went to change in the bathroom. The moment I emerged from the room, The Doctor's piercing gaze locked with mine, filled with an overwhelming fervor. A tinge of shyness washed over me, causing me to instinctively divert my gaze elsewhere. To my astonishment, he hadn't bothered to dress in his customary toga just yet, adding an unexpected twist to the encounter. Breaking the silence with a hesitant tone, I mustered the courage to ask, "Um, should we be going barefoot or...?" Uncertainty lingered in the air, as if the question itself held a deeper meaning, waiting to be unraveled. I felt a little uneasy under his intense gaze. “No in the closet there should be a pair of sandals.” I strolled towards the closet, pressed a button on the panel situated on the wall and resting on the floor were a set of brown leather sandals. One for a man and one for a woman. I grabbed them, sensing his gaze fixed upon me.

"They're cute," I giggled. Handing him his sandals, he placed them gently on the bed beside him, then rose to his feet and proceeded to undress right in front of me. I gasped in surprise and quickly averted my gaze. I nervously nibbled on my lower lip, crossing my arms as I patiently waited for him to finish changing. "Are you shy?"

 He chuckled. "It's quite endearing," he remarked with a smirk, slipping on his toga. I couldn't help but notice that he was completely bare underneath. My heart raced with anticipation. Slowly, I peeked over my shoulder to see if he was done getting dressed; I caught a glimpse of him slipping his feet into his sandals. As he wrapped his brown sash around his waist, I found myself mesmerized by his appearance, resembling a Greek god in his outfit. A blush crept up my cheeks as I anxiously twirled a lock of hair around my finger. "Shall we go?" he said, gesturing towards the door with a graceful wave of his hand. I nodded in agreement, and we strolled hand in hand towards the day spa. Situated on the ground level of the lobby, the spa welcomed us with grand double doors. Upon entering, I was immediately captivated by the opulent ambiance that surrounded us. 

It felt like stepping into a high-end Beverly Hills day spa, a place I had only ever imagined before. A slender woman dressed in a pristine white gown greeted us warmly, her attire resembling the soft terry cloth material of our own togas. Her elegant figure was accentuated by the form-fitting dress as she guided us to one of the massage rooms. We were then instructed to undress, a request that initially made me feel a bit apprehensive. However, the Doctor assured me that it was customary and nothing to worry about. With a touch of shyness, I removed my toga, feeling my cheeks flush with embarrassment. When I looked up, I noticed his gaze fixed on me, filled with desire. During our spa visit, my partner and I enjoyed a couple's massage. However, I couldn't help but feel a bit uncomfortable whenever he would glance at me with a longing look. Later, I treated myself to a relaxing stone massage that focused on my back, leaving me feeling completely at ease.

 Meanwhile, the Doctor was enjoying the sauna. After the stone massage, a gorgeous woman with an hourglass figure and beautiful long blonde hair styled in a bun welcomed me and guided me to another room for the next part of my spa experience. "Are you interested in grooming your private areas?" she asked, catching me off guard with her unexpected question. 

 I hesitated for a moment before responding, "What made you ask?" She grinned and replied, "Well, darling, at the Blue Crystal Spa, we offer grooming services for intimate areas as part of our package. Men absolutely love the feel of soft smooth pussy." Intrigued by her proposition, I pondered for a moment before finally agreeing, "Alright, let's give it a shot." Surprisingly, the process of removing my pubic hair was painless, and the result was truly remarkable. My skin felt incredibly soft and smooth. After the pampering session, the Doctor and I walked back to our room, his arm casually draped around me. He asked, "Did you enjoy the pampering?" Feeling relaxed and content, I leaned in closer and replied with a smile, "I really loved it. It was so refreshing; unlike any spa day I've experienced before."

"Well, I'm so glad I could give you this amazing experience," he said happily, giving me a gentle kiss on my forehead. As we made our way to our room, a woman with sandy blonde curls and captivating hazel-grey eyes locked eyes with us. She was dressed in a fashionable outfit, wearing jeans, a knee-high brown leather coat, and a black blouse. However, what caught my attention was the holster around her waist, indicating she had a hidden weapon. 

I felt a sense of unease, but the Doctor seemed completely unaware of her cold stare, his mind focused on other things. Still, I couldn't ignore her presence. As soon as we stepped into our room, I sank onto the bed, relishing the luxurious feel of the mattress beneath me. He followed suit, gracefully joining me on the bed. Side by side, we turned towards each other, our eyes locked in a fiery and passionate gaze. It was at that very moment that he initiated a series of tender kisses, his lips tenderly brushing against mine with an intoxicating intensity. Slowly, he inched closer, his body pressing against mine until our forms seamlessly melded together. With a gentle touch, he said, “Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle.”

 He laid himself on me, our garments still clinging to our heated bodies. However, his desire grew stronger as he began to skillfully undo the strap on my shoulder, revealing the enticing curve of my exposed breast. I lay beneath him, my lower half partially unclothed, as he continued to shower me with a cascade of kisses, his lips trailing down to my belly button. In a tantalizing and seductive motion, he removed the remaining fabric of my toga, his hands eagerly exploring every inch of my body, igniting an insatiable fire within me. The room was filled with an electric energy as our bodies intertwined, consumed by a passionate and all-encompassing desire.

"You’re beautiful," he whispered in a seductive tone, his eyes filled with desire as he leaned in to kiss me. I eagerly reciprocated, my hands instinctively reaching for the rope around his waist. Standing up, he gracefully untied his toga, revealing his perfectly sculpted body. With one knee on the bed, he sensually caressed his impressive length, already hard and glistening with lust. Slowly, he descended upon me, our bodies entwined in a passionate embrace. The sensation of his lips on mine sent electric waves of pleasure through me, while the warmth of his pre-cum against my belly heightened my own arousal. My heart raced with anticipation as I felt the wetness between my thighs, yearning for his touch. With a gentle touch, I spread my legs, inviting him closer. He showered me with tender kisses all over my body, each one igniting waves of pleasure within me. As his skilled fingers explored my most intimate depths, I surrendered to the overwhelming sensations, losing myself in the ecstasy of our connection. As his lips explored the path towards my thighs, he left behind a trail of fervent love bites. His tongue skillfully sought out my throbbing, moist clit, craving to bring me pleasure. With gentle strokes, he tantalized the sensitive flesh, igniting an intense desire within me. Sliding his tongue into my soaked tunnel, he devoured me, causing my legs to quiver and my hands to caress his hair. Each orgasm he bestowed upon me left me trembling in pure bliss. Pausing momentarily, his kisses trailed up my body, reaching my belly and breasts, before he took possession of me. My heart raced; my breath caught in my throat. Spreading my legs wider, he penetrated me with his firm, substantial member, sending electrifying shivers down my spine. A soft cry escaped my lips as he began a rhythmic dance of passionate thrusts, causing me to arch my back and release intoxicating moans. I was left speechless, a mixture of pain and pleasure coursing through my body, my cries and moans escaping my lips in a symphony of desire. The room seemed to reverberate with the intensity of my pleasure, prompting him to cover my mouth to muffle the echoes. Since I was a virgin at the time, the overwhelming surge of sensations was indescribable, causing every fiber of my being to tense up and my heart to momentarily cease its rhythmic dance. With an intense and passionate kiss, he entered me with a raw and untamed fervor that caught me completely off guard, shattering any preconceived notions of delicate tenderness. It felt as though his chest housed not one, but two hearts, both pounding in sync with a primal rhythm that consumed us both. Lost in the intoxicating moment, I was oblivious to the fact that his alien physiology granted him a unique physicality. His substantial member plunged deeper into my moist core, stretching me to my utmost limits while my muscles clung to him in a desperate and fervent embrace. My hands instinctively gripped his shoulders, my nails digging into his skin as he relentlessly thrust into me with an unyielding force. The headboard echoed against the wall with each powerful collision, a testament to the unbridled passion that ignited between us. With a merciless and unrelenting ferocity, his thick member tore through my hymen, marking my initiation into a world of unadulterated pleasure. However, just as we approached the pinnacle of ecstasy, a name other than mine escaped his lips in a whispered breath, "Rose." In that moment, my heart skipped a beat, and a wave of crushing disappointment washed over me, threatening to drown the flames of desire that had burned so brightly. Despite the pain and the emotional turmoil, I allowed him to reach his climax, our bodies merging in a symphony of explosive release. Yet, as the waves of pleasure subsided, I attempted to push him away, yearning to escape the tangled web of conflicting emotions that ensnared me. However, his strength pinned me down, leaving me trapped in a maelstrom of desire, disappointment, and confusion.

"Stop," I cried out. He forcefully pressed his lips against mine, exhaling deeply as if releasing all his pent-up emotions. Rolling away, he positioned himself next to me, his concern evident in his voice. "Are you alright?" he asked; his worry palpable, afraid that his actions might have caused me harm. Taking a moment to regain my composure, I caught my breath, my mind racing with a mix of emotions. "Yes," I replied, my heartbeat gradually returning to its normal rhythm, while a warm blush spread across my cheeks, the intensity of the moment slowly dissipating.

 "I hope I didn't hurt you," he murmured, turning towards me, his hand gently caressing my face, his touch sending a gentle shiver down my chest.

My heartbeat gradually returned to its normal rhythm, while a warm blush spread across my cheeks, the intensity of the moment slowly dissipating. "I'm fine, but this was all new to me, my first time," I admitted, still reeling from the unexpected sexual encounter. I hesitated to bring up Rose, not wanting to ruin the moment by questioning why he whispered his ex’s name during our intimate moment. I just hope it doesn't happen again. As he rested his head on my chest and wrapped his leg around mine, I let out a sigh and smiled at him. He told me, "You're a beautiful young woman, and I feel honored to have been your first." This man, a remarkable and intelligent person from a different world, was the one who introduced me to this new experience, and I found myself falling in love with him. The next day, we set off on an 8-hour journey on the shuttle tour to see the stunning sapphire waterfalls. The scenery was truly awe-inspiring and the whole experience was absolutely amazing. I managed to snap some photos with my phone, even taking selfies with the Doctor. After three days on Midnight, he left me back home in my room, and then the Tardis disappeared. I am glad he left me home at the same time we left for Midnight but I suppose that’s the beauty of time travel. Looking out the window, I spotted the woman with curly across the street in the park, dressed in the same outfit as when I first saw her on Midnight, but without the holster. She gave me the creeps, so I moved away from the window and sat on my bed, lost in my thoughts. "Who could she be?" Just then, my phone rang. It was Lana. 

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