#royalchemy

@royalchemy​​​ said :  ❝ i need you. ❞

i need you, she says. ( and for once he doesn’t let his woefully inadequate humanity get in the way of believing her ). he doesn’t often know what he needs, if he’s honest, but he needs her, he thinks, as freckled fingers find purchase at her waist before sliding back, holding her to him.

breath hitches and basher closes the space between them as his lips press hungrily to hers. need is better than want. isn’t it? she doesn’t say want and it’s definitely feels better that way because he can brush want off, but when someone says they need you, you can’t reply that they shouldn’t.

want is a luxury and sebastian moran isn’t that.   —   need? need is like air. and bash breathes samar in like a man who’s been trapped underwater long enough to forget what a fresh breath can feel like.

       “What—?” She’s dumbfounded, absolutely flummoxed, and maybe even a little bit surprised. “How did you do that? No one can do that.” There’s a woman standing in the TARDIS who wasn’t there before, and the TARDIS is currently hurtling through the the Time Vortex. “No one could survive that—” Yes, the Doctor is definitely mystified. Also, intrigued. And a little bit excited. 

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