Lynda's bedroom in Sydney

[lyndawithay]

Between the transformation of Daedalus and Giacomo, the appearance of Miss Gate's former self, Ood getting dumped, and the growing insanity of several people over conflicting versions of their backstories, I feel like I haven't slept in a month. Sometimes I feel like Martha and I are the only sane ones here.

And we still haven't yet caught Bruce the Tiger, or found out what, if anything, the Dream Police are up to.

I'm so tired. Of all of it.

*falls asleep*

*dreams*

Comments

[canonfairy]

Not if I have anything to say about it.

[jblum.livejournal.com]

*Outpost Gallifrey smug smile* Ah, but that's the point, my little sprite -- you don't. Regards,
Jon Blum

Oh for CHRIST'S sake someone shag me or something, it's less embarrassing than arguing the politics of canon in my dreams!

[canonfairy]

Excuse me a mo.

*flies over to Outpost Gallifrey and reduces the forum to smouldering ashes*

GOD, I've wanted to do that for AGES.

[jblum.livejournal.com]

*wild, RAPTUROUS applause*

Free at last!

Come on, I'll buy you a drink for that.

A non-canon drink, if you're watching your figure...

[canonfairy]

*blushes*

All right then.

[rocco-nova.livejournal.com]

did someone say the magic words?

[jblum.livejournal.com]

...Kate put you up to this, didn't she, mate?

[rocco-nova.livejournal.com]

*frowns*

Kate? Who's that? Never met her. And no puts Rocco up to anything.

*eyes you*

Bit chilly for you, man? *swoops big yellow cloak magnificently off shoulders and offers it to you*

[jblum.livejournal.com]

*points to Kate* My wife, over there. I think she's always had a thing for strapping black manservants.

Oh, and cheers. *wraps in cloak* I never know what to wear for one of these fantasy dream canon-busting orgy things...

[rocco-nova.livejournal.com]

...Oh yeah? *follows your finger to the curly redhead, giving her a rakish smile and a charming wave*

And no worries, mate - usually everyone ends up wearing nothing by the end of it anyway, so it doesn't really matter what you came in. So to speak.

*sniffs absently*

So. Is there food at this orgy? Only I haven't had a bite since I got here, and even a fictional character gets a bit peckish now and again.

[lyndawithay]

Strawberry?

[lonely-ood.livejournal.com]

*wiggles tentacles rakishly* I thought you'd never ask.

[lyndawithay]

*holds out a strawberry for you*

[lonely-ood.livejournal.com]

*leans down close as if kissing your hand*

*curls one tentacle round your little finger*

*gently twines another round the strawberry and lifts it to his hidden mouth*

*slowly, ever so slowly, sucks the berry inwards, rotating it just slightly back and forth between his lips*

*finally returns just the little leafy bit and swallows with satisfaction*

[lyndawithay]

*watches you, rapt*

*deep breath*

Another?

[lonely-ood.livejournal.com]

*lets his lips settle delicately on the palm of your hand*

Given the choice, ma'am... I'd rather work my way up.

*starts planting little nibbling kisses over your wrist, up your arm -- tentacles circling around, stroking up the other side as I go. Looking up wickedly at you*

[lyndawithay]

*shivers and gives a little cry of delight*

*looks back at you and puts a strawberry between her teeth*

[lonely-ood.livejournal.com]

*reaches your shoulder, tentacles dancing along the muscles up to your neck, then brings my mouth up close to yours*

...You said you had some fresh ideas, from when you were in my body...?

*my lips meet yours, tentacles embracing you and tickling the back of your neck... then I start sucking the strawberry out of your mouth, as forcefully as I can. Pulling myself towards you as my arms bring you crashing into me*

[lyndawithay]

Mm! *surrenders the strawberry and her lips to you, and presses her body close to you*

*pulls you into a quiet room away from all the people in her dream*

*whispers in your ear, fingers sliding along your tentacles* I imagined so many things. I imagined rolling down a hill, entwined with you. I imagined my tongue on you, exploring every inch the way my fingers were, now knowing all the places that would make you helpless under me. I imagined penetrating you and you penetrating me at once.

*looks up at you* And I imagined how wonderful it would feel to be back in your arms again like this.

*kisses you again, already craving all of you*

[rocco-nova.livejournal.com]

*bows deeply, kissing you hand*

Charmed, Miss.

[lyndawithay]

*blushes*

[jblum.livejournal.com]

*offers you the popcorn*

I saw a herd of wild mushrooms stampeding past a while ago, but they moved too fast for me. Maybe if you put out some marinade as bait...

[rocco-nova.livejournal.com]

*has the popcorn*

So, is there a programme or what? I can't keep track of who's shagging who in all this lot.

[lonely-ood.livejournal.com]

Well, it's Lynda's dream, so I guess it's up to her who's shagging who. She and the Ood had a thing once, so I guess they're still on in here. Dunno about her and Madame de P, that just came out of left field. Other than that... well, aside from me and Kate, I guess everyone else is fending for themselves.

[barty-jr-1963.livejournal.com]

*looks put out* I'm not shagging anyone, well, not in the dream anyway. Why do I never have the sexy dreams?