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neveralarch) wrote2010-09-25 01:27 am
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Fic: Possible Pastimes
Hey, so, apparently it is Asexual Awareness Week? Which I did not know! But I've been meaning to repost this for a while, and doing it now seemed appropriate.
(I am quietly or not so quietly trying to post all of the commentfic I have written on my journal. Next on the list is my b_e kinkmeme stuff, except the first one is maybe terrible and mostly embarrassing, and I'd like to post some new stuff first. So, probably won't get to it for a while yet.)
Possible Pastimes
Doctor Who
Rating: PG
(mentions of sex, but with a focus on an asexual character)
Characters: Theta/Koschei
Wordcount: 400ish
Summary: Theta and Koschei are experimenting. Some experiments are more successful than others.
A/N: Originally posted here. Reposting for Asexual Awareness Week, and also because the original is on dreamwidth and I am not.
Theta lay there for a moment, floating in the afterglow.
"So," he said, finally. "What did you think?"
"I don't know," said Koschei. "You seemed to enjoy it."
"What do you mean, you don't know?" said Theta. "Either you liked it, or you didn't."
"I didn't mind it," said Koshei. His shoulders stiffened and he turned his head away. "If you liked it, we can do it again."
Theta nearly tore his hair out in frustration, but stopped after pulling on it for a moment.
"Koschei, the point was to find something that we both enjoyed doing. If you didn't enjoy it, we'll just try something else."
"I like doing things you like," said Koschei. His voice was muffled in the sheets, but Theta's frustration was mirrored in his tone. "Why can't we just stick with that?"
Theta made a huffing noise, and stared up at the ceiling.
"Maybe," he said slowly, "it's just the difference in our physiology. Maybe it's because I'm half-human. Maybe Time Lords aren't supposed to enjoy sex. The older students talk about it a lot," he reasoned, "but maybe that's just boasting."
"Stop trying to make excuses," said Koschei. He sat up and glared at Theta, his mussed hair falling into his eyes. He ignored it and kept talking, low and angry. "It's not something wrong with you, and it's certainly not something wrong with me. It's just the way it is."
Theta looked back at him, and then dropped his eyes.
"Sorry. I didn't mean to imply-"
"Well, don't," snapped Koschei, and flung himself back onto the bed. Theta watched him for a moment, and then moved closer.
"Do you still like hugs?"
Koschei laughed, a little hysterically.
"Yes, I still like hugs. Oh, come here."
They wrapped themselves around each other, and just lay there. Theta could feel himself calming down, and Koschei relaxed a little into his arms.
"We can try something else tomorrow," said Theta. He pushed his head into the crook of Koschei's neck and mumbled into the skin of his collarbone. "Recreational maths. Avant-garde cravats. Knitting."
"We could grow beards," suggested Koschei.
Theta groaned. "Please no. It's supposed to be fun for both of us, remember."
Koschei laughed again, but this time the sound was open and happy. Theta smiled.
"Don't worry," said Koschei. "I'm sure we'll think of something eventually."
(I am quietly or not so quietly trying to post all of the commentfic I have written on my journal. Next on the list is my b_e kinkmeme stuff, except the first one is maybe terrible and mostly embarrassing, and I'd like to post some new stuff first. So, probably won't get to it for a while yet.)
Possible Pastimes
Doctor Who
Rating: PG
(mentions of sex, but with a focus on an asexual character)
Characters: Theta/Koschei
Wordcount: 400ish
Summary: Theta and Koschei are experimenting. Some experiments are more successful than others.
A/N: Originally posted here. Reposting for Asexual Awareness Week, and also because the original is on dreamwidth and I am not.
Theta lay there for a moment, floating in the afterglow.
"So," he said, finally. "What did you think?"
"I don't know," said Koschei. "You seemed to enjoy it."
"What do you mean, you don't know?" said Theta. "Either you liked it, or you didn't."
"I didn't mind it," said Koshei. His shoulders stiffened and he turned his head away. "If you liked it, we can do it again."
Theta nearly tore his hair out in frustration, but stopped after pulling on it for a moment.
"Koschei, the point was to find something that we both enjoyed doing. If you didn't enjoy it, we'll just try something else."
"I like doing things you like," said Koschei. His voice was muffled in the sheets, but Theta's frustration was mirrored in his tone. "Why can't we just stick with that?"
Theta made a huffing noise, and stared up at the ceiling.
"Maybe," he said slowly, "it's just the difference in our physiology. Maybe it's because I'm half-human. Maybe Time Lords aren't supposed to enjoy sex. The older students talk about it a lot," he reasoned, "but maybe that's just boasting."
"Stop trying to make excuses," said Koschei. He sat up and glared at Theta, his mussed hair falling into his eyes. He ignored it and kept talking, low and angry. "It's not something wrong with you, and it's certainly not something wrong with me. It's just the way it is."
Theta looked back at him, and then dropped his eyes.
"Sorry. I didn't mean to imply-"
"Well, don't," snapped Koschei, and flung himself back onto the bed. Theta watched him for a moment, and then moved closer.
"Do you still like hugs?"
Koschei laughed, a little hysterically.
"Yes, I still like hugs. Oh, come here."
They wrapped themselves around each other, and just lay there. Theta could feel himself calming down, and Koschei relaxed a little into his arms.
"We can try something else tomorrow," said Theta. He pushed his head into the crook of Koschei's neck and mumbled into the skin of his collarbone. "Recreational maths. Avant-garde cravats. Knitting."
"We could grow beards," suggested Koschei.
Theta groaned. "Please no. It's supposed to be fun for both of us, remember."
Koschei laughed again, but this time the sound was open and happy. Theta smiled.
"Don't worry," said Koschei. "I'm sure we'll think of something eventually."
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AnyWay, I loved this!
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And, hey, pretending to dance with Lucy in the same continuity as the the above story would be a great way to fuck with the Doctor's head.
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Anyway, thanks for reading, and I definitely encourage you to write you own asexual fic!
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You know, in my head, the Master is way more interested in being wanted than sex, per se.
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Ooh, I definitely agree with that. I mean, if you asked if the Master would take sex without the Doctor wanting him, in particular, I'd say he wouldn't. But I do think he'd like being wanted, even if it came without sex.
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The internet totally needed this story. *highfive*
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