"I wouldn't be surprised. You're an evil genius." The Doctor said between kisses, kissing from the hallow of Kiara's neck, up to her face and cheek.
"I'm sure I would." The ginger Doctor grinned and kissed his wife back on the lips. Then they got to the toy store and he was just as interested in the toys as his kids.
Kiara let out a involuntary gasp as his lips brushed against her throat. Ah! New strange feelings! Aaaaaaaahhhh. Abort mission Kiara. Abort it...right now....why aren't you aborting? Why are you still- "Well, so are you," she murmured, slipping her hand on his shirt and drawing idle patterns across his stomach, giving him a mischievous look.
The golden eyed Kiara watched in amusement as her husband and kids placed around with the toys. She would engage when one of the kids....or her husband brought a toy over, but mostly sat and watched happily.
"Yes, but people expect a brilliant plan from me. Something to save the whole world. You can just slip sneaky- " He placed another kiss where she had squirmed the most, on his neck. He was taking revenge for the patterns and circles she was drawing on his stomach. "underhanded little plans in and I fall for them. I'd fall for them each and every time."
Before long the three of them had a rather large collection of their favorite toys that they wanted.
Kiara's eyes fluttered upon feeling his lips against her throat, which she had discovered was very sensitive and kind of wished other Kiara might have warned her about him, and she was finding this near impossible to break away from. What the h*ll happened? Oh. He died. And then was okay with kissing. Better than okay. He was wonderful. She continued with the tracing of the fingers, making the super light and barely touching, just to tease him. It was a war between the two, but seemed to be a win win for the both of them. "Well, who can blame you? You always miss the smaller details," she purred gently in his ear.
The golden-eyed Kiara rounded up the kids, who were busy chasing each other with their toys. She made sure they didn't run into other people. Her job as a mother never ended.
"You'll find that if I really, really try then I don't miss a single detail. Not on your face, not on your nose, not on your neck..." He kissed each place he named. He kissed so lightly it felt like it was only air that pressed close to her skin. "On you I don't- I won't- miss a single detail."
The ginger Doctor wasn't an exception as he ran over carrying two wooden swords.
"Kiara! Look!"
Kiara smiled and probably would have done more, but the family showed up. She shoved the Doctor away so the kids didn't see anything scarring. She smirked at him and sauntered over to help the mom as the kids....and husband, bounced around with the swords. She helped pack the car, which was now more cramped because of the merchandise. Then they were off.
She didn't do anything to tease the Doctor on the way back, though she would've liked to. But, there was the girl on her lap, so it wouldn't have ended well anyways. Finally they returned to the farmhouse and Kiara was eager to change.
The Doctor on the other hand was not. He got the one outfit that he liked. If he needed more then he could have the Tardis make him more once he fixed her up. Poor Tardis, while they've been having fun, she's been half destroyed. He tried to squash his guilt for the moment as he looked at the golden eyed Kiara.
"Thanks for... you know."
The golden-eyed Kiara watched as her other self entered the house and nodded. She touched his shoulder. "Don't thank me...though you might want to take a look at your Tardis. The other Doctor went in there. I'm not sure how much he got done, but I think he worked on some things."
She herded the kids into the house, nodding to her Doctor to show the other Doctor his Tardis. By the time they got inside, the other Kiara had changed and she scrunched her nose. "I hate you."
The golden-eyed Kiara smirked. "I know."
"Kiara, you can't say you hate your self, you're amazing." The Doctor said, grinning at his Kiara. To the other Kiara he nodded. "I'll take a look at her, see if I can do something I haven't thought of yet. Kiara-" Now he was looking at his Kiara again. "you could help if you wanted?"
The ginger haired Doctor raised an eyebrow. "If Kiara- the my wife version- doesn't want to help me in there I could turn the job over to me- the other one and the other Kiara."
"Fine..." Kiara smirked and moved over beside the Doctor. "We'll go. You two kids go have fun." The golden-eyed Kiara rolled her eyes, knowing what she was implying and shook her head. "I should say the same for you."
The other Kiara scowled, rolling her eyes and grabbing her Doctor's hand, tugging him towards the Tardis.
Torn between actually wanting to fix the Tardis and wanting to kiss Kiara, the Doctor decided he just needed to multi-task. The other Doctor had fixed some things so there wasn't as much work as there could have been. After dropping into the Tardis, the Doctor lightly pulled Kiara close to him.
"Do you want to continue where we... left off? I'm sure we can find a way to fix her up as well."
Kiara hummed thoughtfully, wrapping her arms around his neck. She smirked, looking up at him to meet his eyes. Her heart was thumping quickly in her chest and she wasn't sure if they came out here to really fix the Tardis. Though, it was nice to see that she had been fixed up. And, she heard from other Kiara that there were just a few parts she would need.
"Well, I mean, if you want to," she murmured quietly.
"I do... but the old girl needs to be fixed up." He said quietly, one hand on her hip and the other rubbing up and down her back. "That then this? The old girl... she needs to fly again. You understand... right?"
The ginger haired Doctor just laughed.
"Nice one, Kiara. Get them alone in the Tardis... And get a baby John."
He was making this harder than this needed to be. Kiara tilted her head, closing her eyes when she felt his hand rub up and down her back. "Well, the other Doctor fixed most of her up...and she has waited this long...maybe she would wait a couple more minutes?"
"I..." He wanted to say yes, the old girl would understand, yes? She had waited this long. Kiara was right. Sexy would understand. Just a little while longer, old girl. Then he'd fix her and they could fly away. That was the plan, right? He could- he would- have this time. "Yeah, she can wait a few more minutes..." Her lips, he hadn't noticed, they looked so nice. They felt nice too.
Kiara knew that they could spent five mintues. Five minutes to forget everything for one moment. That was what she wanted. And she desired to fix the Tardis. But, she didn't seem to be in pain like she had been before. The other Doctor made sure of that. So, five minutes.
Instead of leaning forward to kiss his lips, she moved to his throat, gently sucking and kissing the skin there.
It felt so odd, being kissed on the neck, but it was the same oddness as kissing. So many different feelings blossomed in him. New skin, new face, new sensations, new everything. He was glad he was sharing them with Kiara. After a few moments he got his fill of being given and wanted to give so he pulled away and went for the tender part of her neck, sucking and very-very gently nibbling there for a moment before going to a new place and kissing there and finding a new place to kiss.
His other hand wound through her hair, gently stroking, gently touching, but full of passion, full of love.
Kiara sighed softly as she felt him kissing her throat. Smiling, she tugged his ginger hair so that his head would lift and began to kiss him fully on the tips. Her hands sneaked under his shirt again, rubbing hr palms up and down his stomach and chest.
It felt nothing like the tracing and circles she had been doing. The Doctor could feel every ridge on his own body, light abs that were on his stomach, every piece of skin he acute felt when she touched. He felt her lips against his own. His head, weighed down by thoughts, because light.
Kiara pulled away, breathless once again. Wow. She needed some practice because this was getting silly. Though, the lack of air didn't seemed to be too bothering to her. But, she looked up at him and sighed resting her forehead against his, stilling rubbing her hand up and down the length of his stomach to his chest.