"Are you ready yet?" He called down the hallway.
"Almost. I’m just having trouble with this holster." You trudged out of the bedroom, holding the thigh holster up, fighting with the straps. "A little help please Cas?" You asked with a smirk.
"Of course, Dean." David crouched down, with a smile taking the holster from your hands and fitting the straps tight to your leg. His hands wandered a bit on the way up, pinching your bum, before pulling you close for a kiss. "You look good, hunter."
"As do you, angel." You kissed him back, taking a nip at his bottom lip before pulling away. "Let’s go rock this party!"
"Doctor what has happened to the Pretty One?"
"Oh that, Rory’s got hair now. Never mind that! Sexy, what are these matching rings on our fingers?”
moriartysalpacafarm asked Doctor/TARDIS or Doctor/Master
He still remembers the first time he ever saw a TARDIS. The Academy had taken them all to the growing fields to see the small ships, not fully grown. He remembers how beautiful they were, shifting about from form to form with the chameleon circuits, fading in and out of the time streams. The most amazing things he’d ever seen in his life, just there waiting to grow, waiting for their time lord to show them the world. He remembers laughing at one particular TARDIS which seemed to struggle changing out of the form of a blue box. The young ship bounced and wiggled about in obvious frustration. He was still smiling when it was time to go.
By the end of the night they had all come to the conclusion that it was the most awkward double date EVER.
… i might have drawn this…