Chapter 23 - "I'm Back..."

Clara's PoV

After a week of all this. I came home from taking Autumn to nursery and cleaned up downstairs.

It was the first day I had managed to leave her there, through bribery and lying.

Once she's done one day, she'll get used to it again. She may have cried and made me feel awful, but she had to go.

Amy and Rory had taken Avia to a Gymboree class thing and so I was on my own, which was the perfect time to go and check in on him.

I climbed the stairs two at a time and slid through the door.

I was gobsmacked to find that he wasn't there.

He can't of moved? I mean surely he hasn't gone far? I ran out the room and checked the bathroom. Then checked the girls room.

I even checked the Tardis and he wasn't there. Then I went back into our bedroom and looked out the window, because maybe he was in the garden?

That would be weird.

When I turned back around, he was standing in the doorway.

He smiled and looked at me.

'Afternoon' he said, grinning.

He was standing in front of me, in a freshly lauded suit. The purple tweed resting once again on his shoulders and had a perfectly shaped brown bow tie.

I smiled at just the look of him. I then stepped forward a little.

I coughed and looked up. 'Are you okay?' I questioned and he nodded assuringly.

'Just fine. Good as new' he said and span round on his heals for effect.

I giggled and he came towards me. 'Same face' he said smiling.

'I know' I said and stroked his chest, as I pushed myself up against him.

'How did you do that?' I asked wondering.

'Held onto something important. Like you and the girls. I have to say, Avia crying was kind of a bonus' he said.

I smiled and rested my head on his chest as he wrapped his arms protectively around me.

'But your okay?' I asked. 'Yep. No poison in me' he said.

We stood for a few minutes in a peaceful silence together.

'Clara?' He asked. 'Mmm?'

'How long have I been asleep?' He asked and I looked up.

'8 days' I said and stroked his face with my left hand. 'Hmmm' he said in awe.

'That means, it's been a long time since I've seen you' he said.

'Yeah. Feels like ages' I said.

'Do you still love me?' He asked nervously.

'I don't think words will express just how much I still love you' I said.

He slowly walked towards me then and my eyes watched him, my gaze following him all the way to where he was standing in front of me.

He was so close to me, yet so far.

I could literally feel his breathing on my face, as he lifted his left hand and brushed my brown curls away from my neck.

I looked straight into his eyes when he looked up, I felt like everything in me melted, and he looked like he was asking for some silent permission.

I don't know why. He's still my husband and I'm very happy to let him do whatever he wants to me.

I didn't say a word but slowly, his hand moved from my neck to my cheek, pulling me closer to him.

His mouth then connected onto mine again, slowly and carefully.

My breathing was already hitched, but kissed him back all the same.

I felt like this time if was different.

Like us kissing meant something different. The happiness that he's alive and that he can do this.

I leant up on my toes and wrapped my arms desperately round his neck begging to be closer to him, deepening the kiss, as he begged for entrance, slipping his tongue carefully across my bottom lip.

He did the same to me by pulling himself closer, grabbing my waist, and I could feel every part of his body engaging with me.

I moved my hands to go through his rough hair, and his hands moved to circle my back.

As the kiss got deeper and deeper again, I silently moved my hands to push his jacket off.

The jacket rested on his elbows for a few moments before he expertly slipped it off and onto the floor, without even breaking from the kiss.

I did the same then to his waistcoat and shirt which he let fall to the floor together, and wrapped his arms around me pulling me closer again.

I moved my left hand so that it was tracing up and down his chest. The chest that I had so dearly missed but felt like it was more toned.

It was then that I heard the muffled groans come from his mouth.

It was the bare touch of my fingers tracing his chest, that was making him moan.

It was then that I felt him move his hands slowly removing the zipper on my dress, I could feel the exact moment where the zip hitched at the bottom by my butt, and he pushed the sleeves over my shoulders just like I had him.

I let go of his face breathing in his sweet scent for some comfort, letting the dress fall to the floor, wrapping at my ankles.

That's when the kissing got really rough and we stumbled together into the bed.

'Down Boy' I panted and he smiled.

'Make me' he smirked.

'I've missed you' I said smiling and biting my lip.

'I've missed you more. I've spent the last 8 days writhing in pain... It's nice to breathe' he smiled.

'You were in pain?' I asked.

'It was all worth it for this though' he said.

He leant down and I breathed onto my face.

'What exactly do you intend to do?' I asked him.

'I intend to do you' he said leaning down from where he had straddled me grabbing my mouth between his teeth and started our kiss back up again.

He then leaned down and started kissing under my jaw, giving my mouth a break, I could feel - as much as I liked it - that my mouth was swollen from the roughness it had just endured.

His mouth trailed soothingly down my neck, onto my shoulder and down my stomach leaving Lord knows how many marks, but I didn't care.

I liked it.

He knew I liked it and things took a turn the when the serious arousal started to kick in.

It was sending shivers down my spine, but then I felt something else.

'I love you' I said to him, through a hazy gasp.

I had to make sure he knew that again..

'I love you too' he said back to me and kissed my mouth once again.

This time it wasn't rough, it was really slow, and sweet, and sensual as he brushed over my lips and I felt his hands fumble around my back.

I had completely forgotten about the bra that was in between me and his chest, so he unclipped it and threw it to the floor somewhere.

He groaned slightly when his underwear were gone, and seemed all the happier for it.

It was then that he did the same thing with my underwear, slipping them down my legs and I pushed them off my ankles with my feet, as he was laid in between my legs kissing me anyway.

He kissed me carefully and moved so that his hand was stationed above my entrance.

I groaned at the feel and ran my hands threw his hair in total pleasure.

It was then that I had lost all sense of direction and control, when I practically writhed underneath his touch and he seemed rather proud of the fact that he had caused this.

It took everything in me to not shout (knowing we have neighbours) but still managed to whimper his name over and over as I came.

He gave me a moment to recover as I was still calming from what I had just experienced

I was ready so grabbed his face and pulled it back to mine, where his lips reconnected and he successfully managed to multi task, kissing my mouth and entering me at the same time.

He pushed himself far enough in, that I gasped and shut my eyes.

He waited for what felt like minutes but was only seconds for me to adjust and get used to it, before he started movement.

He did the same thing then, still kissing me - sort of - and rolled gently in and out of me.

It felt like the thrusting hadn't gone on long enough before I was crying, at his touch.

Literally, the more I begged the faster his pace got, which was when out foreheads met.

I could feel his heavy breathing and deep pleasured groans on my face enjoying every minute of it, until I couldn't remember anything anymore.

I felt like pressure had been mounted up in my stomach and released all that was in me around him begging for more (although I was unaware of this) and I could barely control my body.

He was holding then my waist as he tried keep me still but it didn't work because then the stars shattered in front of his eyes, and he released everything that was weighing him down in me.

I breathed heavily, as he came to a muffled stop, pulling out making us both groan another time and he was in just as much of a state as me.

"At least there's no one home" I though internally and was glad at this point that there wasn't.

I had explored, everything. All the things I had missed and looked for anything new. There wasn't, but I wanted to be sure.

Before I knew it, we had literally explored all of each other and there was nothing left to be had, so I collapsed down next to him and cuddled in his chest.

He kissed my forehead and held me close.

The silence went on for some time but it was comfortable, and I wanted it. 'I've missed you' I said and kissed his chest.

'Missed me or my super hot body?' He joked.

'Well someone's got better at the flirting' I said and he laughed. 'I've had a lot of practise' he said smiling.

'Now. Where are my children?' He asked.

'Out' was all I said. It's true to say that there not here.

'Mmm. Good thing really' he said.

'Why?' I asked not really getting his point.

'I think you know why Miss Oswald' he said rolling over me and we went for round two.