clara "why are you booing me i'm right" oswald (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
makemeasong) wrote2022-08-09 01:01 pm
makemeasong) wrote2022-08-09 01:01 pm
Open post/meme overflow ๐ซ
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Remind me to show you football videos of me ten years ago to add to your wank bank. If you think I'm fit now, you should have seen me playing for Chelsea.
[ He's not as fit as he used to be thanks to his knee, and he doesn't work out in the gym the way he used to back when he was a player, but coaching Jamie one-on-one definitely helped him maintain his abs. ]
My passion for you keeps me fit. [ He adds cheekily, and maybe he is trying to pull her on top of him again, but that's her fault for using her tongue on him. That always gets him in the mood.
The word 'fatherhood' scares Roy, though less so in the context of plants. Personally he thinks he'd be a shitty parent because he never felt love from his own, separated from them at such a young age. He thinks he'd probably let Clara down, do something to fuck up their kid the way he's always scared he's fucking up Phoebe with the worst parts of himself. The topic of children is something they ought to discuss, but probably not on the same night they've confessed their love for each other and have decided to live together. ]
We don't need a cactus. You've got me, remember? [ Her lovable prick.
He never would have thought of a decoy pool. This is why he loves her mind. ] You're a fucking genius. It's so sexy...
[ Plot twist: now he's on top of her. ]
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I don't need ten-years-ago-Roy. I need right-now-Roy. [ One leg hooks over his hip. ] And that Roy gave me plenty of material volunteering in his sister's garden. All sweaty and shirtless...a little dirty.
[ Oh yeah, she's all good on material to get off on. All of it involves Roy, and none of it includes him crying. Except maybe when she thinks back on this night later, but she was crying too, and it was a moment of love. Later, when they get around to having a conversation about kids, he'll find there's no direction he could go that would disappoint her. Spoilers, though. ]
How exactly do you plan to reward your sexy, incredibly hilarious, genius?
[ She had to add a bit of flair. ]
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You were drooling in front of my sister. You're lucky she likes you. More than me, in fact, but that's no surprise.
[ He and his sister have been close ever since Phoebe was born, though they're not the kind of siblings to share feelings. They support each other with actions rather than words. Volunteering to do her sister's garden is how he expresses his love more than throwing money at her she wouldn't accept anyway. She'll give him a wordless hug whenever he needs one. ]
Hmm... [ His fingers trace her nipples as he thinks. ] I could make you whatever you want for breakfast tomorrow. [ Cooking is one of his love languanges. ] What do you fancy?
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I happen to like you more than everyone, I hope that makes it better.
[She grins at him, then her breath hitches in the back of her throat at his touch. Damn him, for knowing exactly what he's doing, too. ]
Anything I want? Pancakes and an omelet? And coffee, obviously, fresh brewed.
[ Clara's had to start running again just because of how good Roy's food is, that hidden ability just one of the perks of taking her time to really get to know him and everything he's capable of. She loves it all, all of him, and especially that he wants to cook for her. ]