Why The Doctor Hates Pears
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1 through F › Doctor Who
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
3,568
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Why The Doctor Hates Pears
No one’s memory was perfect, not even a Time Lord such as the Doctor. Even the Doctor forgot things… and every now and then one of the Doctor’s companions would ask him a question and the Doctor would find himself unable to answer…
The Doctor and Donna had stopped in Cardiff to refuel the TARDIS and Donna had asked what was, in all simplicity, a perfectly reasonable question.
“Why don’t we have any pears?”
“I hate pears.” The Doctor replied, not looking up from the part of the TARDIS’s counsel that he was repairing.
“Why?” Donna asked, poking the Doctor in order to get his attention.
“I just do.” The Doctor told Donna… although the real answer to her question was ‘I don’t remember’.
The end result of this conversation was that Donna went out and bought a bag of pears… which sat in the TARDIS’ kitchen, taunting the Doctor. They were still there two days later when Donna went to visit her family, leaving the Doctor alone in Cardiff… with the pears.
After staring at the pears for an hour the Doctor finally gave in and took a bite out of the pear at the exact moment that Jack Harkness popped into the TARDIS for a visit.
As the Doctor swallowed a second mouthful of pear, trying to remember what was so bad about the fruit, Jack entered the kitchen and greeted the Time Lord.
Two seconds later the half-eaten pear was lying on the floor and Jack Harkness found himself pushed against the wall of the TARDIS with the Doctor kissing him deeply.
Jack whimpered as the Doctor’s hands raced over his body, turning him on more then he had thought was possible. Jack cried out in pleasure as the Doctor harshly bent him over the kitchen table and slipped two fingers inside the Ex-Time Agent.
Jack whimpered in pleasure as he struggled to catch his breath. The Doctor flipped him over the table suddenly closer to the ground… enabling the Time Lord to thrust home.
Jack screamed in pleasure as the two coupled, the Doctor’s hands and mind taking Jack to higher and higher levels of pleasure…until it was all too much.
Jack tightened around the Doctor as he tumbled over the edge, dragging the Time Lord along with him…
For a while the two just lay there, still joined together. Jack looked up at the Doctor, who was shaking with laughter. “What’s wrong?” Jack asked the Time Lord.
“I don’t hate pears anymore.” The Doctor replied and smiled at the confused look on Jack’s face.
The End
The Doctor and Donna had stopped in Cardiff to refuel the TARDIS and Donna had asked what was, in all simplicity, a perfectly reasonable question.
“Why don’t we have any pears?”
“I hate pears.” The Doctor replied, not looking up from the part of the TARDIS’s counsel that he was repairing.
“Why?” Donna asked, poking the Doctor in order to get his attention.
“I just do.” The Doctor told Donna… although the real answer to her question was ‘I don’t remember’.
The end result of this conversation was that Donna went out and bought a bag of pears… which sat in the TARDIS’ kitchen, taunting the Doctor. They were still there two days later when Donna went to visit her family, leaving the Doctor alone in Cardiff… with the pears.
After staring at the pears for an hour the Doctor finally gave in and took a bite out of the pear at the exact moment that Jack Harkness popped into the TARDIS for a visit.
As the Doctor swallowed a second mouthful of pear, trying to remember what was so bad about the fruit, Jack entered the kitchen and greeted the Time Lord.
Two seconds later the half-eaten pear was lying on the floor and Jack Harkness found himself pushed against the wall of the TARDIS with the Doctor kissing him deeply.
Jack whimpered as the Doctor’s hands raced over his body, turning him on more then he had thought was possible. Jack cried out in pleasure as the Doctor harshly bent him over the kitchen table and slipped two fingers inside the Ex-Time Agent.
Jack whimpered in pleasure as he struggled to catch his breath. The Doctor flipped him over the table suddenly closer to the ground… enabling the Time Lord to thrust home.
Jack screamed in pleasure as the two coupled, the Doctor’s hands and mind taking Jack to higher and higher levels of pleasure…until it was all too much.
Jack tightened around the Doctor as he tumbled over the edge, dragging the Time Lord along with him…
For a while the two just lay there, still joined together. Jack looked up at the Doctor, who was shaking with laughter. “What’s wrong?” Jack asked the Time Lord.
“I don’t hate pears anymore.” The Doctor replied and smiled at the confused look on Jack’s face.
The End