It’ll come off on its own when you finish,” the Doctor explained. Mature porn Just not sex. But she didn’t need to be telepathic to see the look of relaxation and contentment on the Doctor’s face. I mean, do you get–“
“It has much the same biological function, in theory,” the Doctor said. “Just hold tight, I’ll get that thing off you. I just knew things. Are you sure it works?”
“A friend of mine left it,” the Doctor said, getting flustered. “Trust me?”
“I don’t know what’s more wrong, this whole thing,” Rory said, “or the fact that I actually do trust you.” He shuffled back over the bed to the Doctor, exposing himself, and turning his face away, eyes squeezed shut. Was it that interspatial socket wrench thing? “Or the pool.”
“Or on the ceiling, in that room with the non-Euclidean geometry,” Rory said with a nostalgic grin. “Hello Rory,” he added over her shoulder, where Rory sat on the bed his tophat on his lap and a frustrated scowl on his face.
