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When the party was winding down, he knew he had one more thing left for him and it was coming in a very attractive package, just waiting for him. He slowly sidled over, extending the Doctor a bemused smile as he continued to eat the chocolate frosting from his finger. "So," he spoke, slightly tipsy from all the alcohol and the adrenaline. "I'm thirty now. Which means I have to be dignified. Serious. And most of all," he said, skipping a beat. "Adult interrelations."

He gave a very business-oriented nod. "Uh huh. Because now. Thirty."

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His breath caught, then hitched in his throat before a long moan took over and his eyes fell shut, pushing harder and almost too fast, ramming up as hard as he could, control slipping from him as he bit down on his lower lip.

It nearly hurt, but also felt fantastic, just the right amount of pain to pleasure, and the Doctor gasped, fingers sinking into Chase's hair and pulling hard. His hips came up, legs wrapping around Chase's hips, and taking it, all of it.

Chase hissed slightly when his hair was tugged and he pushed in harder, managing to keep his hand between them as he stroked harder and rougher, his fingers slipping every now and again. "Oh god, oh...god..."

Trying to move up, the Doctor hissed briefly in Chase's ear. "I love you," he got out, a whisper, "however old," before he devoted all energy to their movements and rhythm, a strangled whimper between his lips.

That made his heart lift into his throat and his stomach tumble with butterflies and adrenaline and he felt like a teen again as they did this, like he was still just falling in love, like sixteen months hadn't passed.

His breathing was off-kilter and he kept pushing, wanting more, wanting to feel more, but the idea that the Doctor would love him, no matter the age, oh god, but that did a number on him and it wasn't long before he found his climax, strangling out a cry as he peaked.

Kissing under Chase's chin, the Doctor had squeezed his eyes shut again, one hand moving down his back, nails dragging hard and fast, and Chase was there and he could feel it, a hot rush inside him and the way Chase's body changed, hard and soft at once.

Everything seemed a blur, and he pressed up against Chase's hand, just once or twice more, and gasped with a cry before his hips jerked and he fell hard, losing all of it from the past week, and the worry and pain, just for a moment.

Chase let out a choked cry, hand stroking and still holding on possessively and curled up with the Doctor, still inside of him. "You taste of icing," he whispered with a breathless laugh.

Trembling, the Doctor laughed too, without sound. "You taste like sex," he replied, kissing the right place under his jaw.

More breathless laughing and Chase collapsed atop the Doctor with a long and pleased groan as he pulled himself out. "God," he moaned happily. "I'll happily," he gasped out the words. "Taste of it, long as I can. Whaddaya think?" he mumbled lazily. "When will I be so repulsive that you have to stop sleeping with me? Sixty? Sixty-five?"

"Dunno," the Doctor mumbled, whimpering as he lost the heat and pressure inside, wanting it back. "Just remember that I'll be old too. So." His hips bucked slightly.

"Older," Chase mumbled, hips pushing back against the Doctor, as he was still atop him and his body just controlled some reactions. "Greys and wrinkles first for you."

He wrapped his arms tightly around the Doctor's waist. "Mm, sometimes I feel like I'm still falling."

"Falling?" the Doctor asked, not really following. He rolled them over onto their sides, one hand against the small of Chase's back.

Chase moved with the motion, getting ready for a potential second round later. "In love. With you."

"Mm." The Doctor's fingers spread out. "Is it nice?" he asked, dreamily, almost.

Chase gave a laugh at that, eyes closed all but for a fraction, which he kept open to watch the Doctor. "Bloody bliss," he agreed vehemently. "The dinky-di."

"Is that English?" the Doctor asked, hand sliding up Chase's back, then back down. "I'm hoping it's good, really..."

It was, of course, a tease.

Chase smirked at that and took that as his cue to lean in and press his lips just below the Doctor's ear. "Che bello, il mio marito è. I capelli come la notte il più bello e gli occhi, posso guardare li per tutti mia vita." He swallowed hard when he finished, smiling awkwardly.

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Slowly, the Doctor smiled, fingers moving up into Chase's hair. "Perfect," he said softly. "You're too good to me, mi amo."

"Nah," he shook it off, because to him, accomplishments were just the right facts in the right place. "I just have a good memory for this sort of stuff. S'not a big deal," he waved it off.

"You're picking it up," the Doctor said. "Could get by in Italy. Definitely if you were trying to romance someone." He flashed a dark, pleased look at Chase.

"Don't need to romance anyone," he said, tangling up their legs with the blankets as he gave the Doctor his confident smirk. "I have a bedwarmer. Very attractive, very intelligent." He leaned in to kiss him slowly. "Mm. Good kisser, too. Even if he eats onions."

The Doctor snorted. "Is that what the term is?" he asked, then kissed Chase back, sucking on his lower lip. "No one's forcing you to kiss me."

"Nah," Chase mumbled lazily, shifting until he was lying atop the Doctor again, like he couldn't go too long without being there. "But I think I'm addicted to it," he murmured softly, kissing and kissing some more. He grinned against the kiss after a second, sporfling a laugh out. "Oh god," he groaned. "I was just thinking of my first kiss."

Not like the Doctor minded. He kissed Chase under his chin. "You wanna tell me about it?" he asked, lifting a brow. "I'll tell you mine."

"Yeah, I do," Chase grinned and agreed, lifting his chin just enough to get more kisses. "Her name was Margaret, but I just called her Megs. Knew her since I was six. When we were nine, we kissed and I cut my lip on her braces," he told the Doctor with a boyish grin.