[For the Doctor] Homeplot; Thread #3

[dr_robchase]

He had barely even gotten dressed in the morning, wearing a pair of plaid pajama pants, a pair of thongs, and a navy blue polo-shirt that fit perfectly. Sunglasses on and hair mussed, he tossed clothes onto the sleeping form of his boyfriend, standing at the edge of the bed. The alarm read ten AM and he wanted pancakes.

And toast and eggs and chocolate chips in his waffles.

"Rise and shine, lover," he said, voice mildly hoarse from the activities of the night before. "It's pancake-county time."

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[sortofaman.livejournal.com]

The Doctor rolled over and lay flat on his stomach, face buried in a pillow. "Wha?" he muttered, exhausted, taking up most of the bed. "Why?"

[dr_robchase]

Chase kicked the shoes off and set the sunglasses on the nightstand as he crawled on hands and knees back into back and lay like a starfish, right atop the Doctor. "I wanna go to IHOP," he mumbled, right against the valley of the Doctor's spine, nose brushing up to his neck.

[sortofaman.livejournal.com]

"ow." The Doctor now couldn't move much. and he let his face fall further into the pillow because he knew not to try to get up. Chase was fit, but fit was still a good eleven or twelve stone. "Whasseyehop?"

[dr_robchase]

Chase laughed at that and slid to the side, where he could still wrap a leg around the Doctor's waist, resting his cheek on the pillow beside the Doctor. "International House of Pancakes. You travel space and time and you don't know the IHOP? I am so ashamed."

[sortofaman.livejournal.com]

"Mmph." The Doctor turned his head to one side to look at Chase through lidded eyes. "Well, you can introduce me? At some hour that isn't ridicu...what time is it, anyway?"

[dr_robchase]

Chase leaned in to rest his lips right by the Doctor's, so everytime he spoke, their lips brushed in a barely-there kiss. "It's ten in the morning, babe," he said, a bit dry. "We only stayed up to about three or so last night." His fingers were brushing up and down the Doctor's hips. "They have toast. And juice. And cof-fee," he whispered in a mocking sing-song.

[sortofaman.livejournal.com]

"Oh, only." The Doctor was tempted, and he rolled his eyes a bit and slowly tried to sit up, though Chase felt too bloody good to move away from too fast. "You keep touching me like that and we're not going anywhere," he threatened.

[dr_robchase]

"I'm already dressed, Casanova," he mocked mildly, adding a mild deprecating tone to the name-calling as he lay on his back, crossing his arms behind his head and his legs, staring ceiling-wards. "Go shower and get changed," he ordered. "And excuse me for liking that we can have sex here without people pounding on our door."

[sortofaman.livejournal.com]

The Doctor snorted and headed to the shower. "It's easily fixed, being dressed," he pointed out, padding through the doorway. "And if that's the case, then I should try to make you scream a bit more before we get sent back."

[dr_robchase]

Chase lazed in the bed, sprawling out over the pillows, grinning to himself. "See how loud I can go? So is that the plan for our afternoon? Insanely loud sex?" His voice was still hoarse as he spoke because he'd been loud the night before, even.

[sortofaman.livejournal.com]

"That's generally the idea, if you keep talking about sex and doing sexy things," the Doctor replied from the bathroom. The sound of the shower began and he was quiet.

[dr_robchase]

Chase leaned over for the glass of water sitting on the other end of the bed and sipped at it gingerly, watching the steam waft out from the bathroom. "So, by existing, the plan is for us to have sex a lot?"

[sortofaman.livejournal.com]

"What?" the Doctor called from the bathroom. "I can't hear what you're saying."

[dr_robchase]

Chase murmured a few choice names for the Doctor into the glass. If he couldn't hear..."Okay, then," Chase offered, leaning over to idly pluck at the fake flowers that had come with the place. "Let's go to Atlantic City," he offered, in a very even tone.

[sortofaman.livejournal.com]

"Where?" the Doctor said, poking his damp and rather sudsy head out of the shower. He blinked a few times.

[dr_robchase]

"I said, do you want to have IHOP or Pancake City," Chase asked again, peering at the Doctor and grinning. "You're adorable," he accused.

[sortofaman.livejournal.com]

The Doctor raised a brow at him and ducked his head back into the shower. "I am not."

[dr_robchase]

Chase snorted and leaned back, mumbling 'yes you are' again before flipping through a magazine that was by the bed, waiting as his stomach growled its insistence to be fed. "Babe, I'm starving," he complained loudly.

[sortofaman.livejournal.com]

The shower had stopped and the Doctor stepped out of the bathroom, toweling off his hair. "I'm almost dressed," he said, going over and getting some boxers and jeans and a t-shirt of Chase's on (what was the point of buying clothes you couldn't take with?).

[dr_robchase]

"Good," Chase said, holding up his fingers as he sat up, yanking on his sunglasses. "Because I was thiiis close to breaking up with you for a pancake."

[sortofaman.livejournal.com]

"You were not." The Doctor ran his fingers through his hair and then put on some flip-flops of his own. "Righto, to this International Pancake Hut or whatever."

[dr_robchase]

Chase grinned like he was about to go to Disneyland as he put on his shoes, not having changed into real clothes. "You won't regret it," he promised. "They have like, five kinds of syrup." He grabbed his wallet and his keys, kissing the Doctor's cheek as they went.

[sortofaman.livejournal.com]

"I bet they don't have Vegemite," the Doctor said, still looking just a bit bleary as they headed out of the flat and onto the street. "Which is good, means they're in their right minds there."

[dr_robchase]

"Shut up." he said good-naturedly, wrapping an arm around his hip to tug him close. "Unless you want to eat somewhere else, Mr. Picky?"

[sortofaman.livejournal.com]

The Doctor threw his arm around Chase's shoulder (they got looks but not many). "Nah, the Hovel of International Pancakes is fine by me, really. As long as they have eggs. And toast."

[dr_robchase]

"They have eggs," Chase promised, wandering along, deciding not to drive. "And your favourite sort of toast, I promise," he swore, smiling up at the Doctor, clearly smitten and in love.