James grinned as he let his fingers slowly work up her thighs and then slowly between her legs, finding her still slick folds. He slid his finger between them and over her clit.
"I have no problem with that Elle." he purred as he leaned in and nipped at her neck, before soothing the spot with a kiss.
James arched a brow when she said she had two heart. ”Two hearts now that is interesting.” he said looking over at her as he let his fingers dance along her skin and in the valley between her breasts.
"Think you could go another round." he grinned as he let his fingers slide down her stomach and along her inner thighs. Just teasing her a bit.
Elle hummed softly at his touch, watching his fingers a moment. His words caused her to smirk a bit. “Mmm, only if you don’t want me to walk tomorrow.” She moaned softly at the touch and pressed closer to him.
"I have the stamina, I just don’t know how well this body will hold up, I was essentially a virgin before you got to me." She smirked and nipped at his lip.
James listened to her intently and arched a brow at what she said.
"Alien? Really?" he said, fascinated. "But you look and feel human?" he said as his fingers caressed the skin of her arms. "And a thousand years old. You really have intrigued me Elle." he chuckled as he moved to kiss her again.
A soft chuckle escaped her at his reaction and she returned the kiss before giving him a reply. “Well you look and feel like a Timelord.” she smirked some. “I look human on the outside, but I’m very different on the inside. “Two hearts, among other things.” She grinned a bit and ran her fingers through his hair.
Elle was glad that James was taking this all so very well; it was a welcomed relief.
"Well you seem human." he told her as he looked down at her, "And are you saying that you are 400 years old?" he said as he met her blue eyes with his own.
"So if you are not human then what are you?" he asked her more than curious now.
A slight smirk formed upon her lips. “No, a thousand years old, probably around one thousand three hundred. I lost count. not that it’s insanely important.” She chuckled some.
"I’m a Timelord, though if you want to be technical I’m Gallifreyan, Timelord is more of job title per-say but then again could be seen as a race. It’s complicated." Another chuckle escaped her. "To sum it up I’m an alien from another galaxy."
James leaned up whens he said how old she was and he was more than intriguied.
"How is that possible?" he asked as his finger ran lazily thru strands of her hair. "I mean I was essentially frozen until I was needed by Hydra." he started that’s why I’m almost 100. God I feel old saying that." he laughed lightly.
He looked at her and knew this woman was growing on him and hoped that this wasn’t just a one night stand.
Elle’s icy blue eyes closed as he fingers ran through her hair. She was glad he seemed more intrigued than skeptical. “I’m..I’m not human.” she replied softly and opened her eyes to look into his, trying to gauge his initial reaction. ”I don’t tell many that, if at all.” she added and nervously bit her lip.
"You’re not old at all." she spoke and stole a soft kiss. "You’re not old till you hit at least four hundred."
"No the technology was not their I have to agree. Where they got it from though I do not know. "I just hate it sometimes though." she said looking at her and arched a brow when she said she was older than him.
"Oh yeah? How much older?" he asked her.
"Ah, it’s hard to tell." she shrugged lightly before pecking his lips softly. "Metal arm is better than no arm." Elle smiled some and moves a hand up to run it through his hair. James was most definitely growing on her, the thought was mildly frightening, but welcomed at the same time.
His question brought a smirk to her lips, “At least a thousand.” She hummed in response. “Give or take, I’ve a lot of blank and foggy bits of my memory so it’s hard to tell how many years I’ve lost if any.” Silently she hoped that learning how old she was didn’t frighten him off, it was odd how open she was being with him, but somehow she trusted him.
James listened to Elle as she asked him about his arm. And he was willing to answer.
"Well you are right it is advanced technology and it was put on me in the 40’s by the Russians. Hence the red star. I lost my real arm when I apparently fell from a train and the Russians found me. they attached it as you see from the bad scarring. It more like a bionic arm but it’s susceptible from electrical charges which will cause it to be disabled. But it’s strong believe me." he said looking down at her. "Does that sort of answer your question?" he asked her with a bit of a smile.
She listened to him and hung on to each word that he spoke. It didn’t see right, especially when he told her when he got it. “Kinda..” Elle replied when he was done. “The forties? That’s way off, and just, no it’s wrong.” she shook her head. “I mean, the time era in which such technology was developed. Most definitely by a underground organization of sorts.” she spoke more in thought to her self. “Interesting.” She hummed.
After a long moment she smirked. “I’m older than you.” Her tone was playful, as she nipped lightly at his chin.
James looked down at Elle, brow arched at her suggestion. “Well I’m all ears doll so shoot.” he told her as he his fingers moved circles up and down her back.
He knew that he had some questions for her to, wanting to see what they had in common. Cause truthfully he didn’t want this to be a one night stand. He was quickly becoming fond of her.
Elle smiled some at his reply as was mildly distracted for a moment by his fingers. “Mm.. I was wondering about your arm, the metal one of course. I know Stark has some amazing technology but he has nothing like this, in fact it shouldn’t exist, at least not till later in the century. If not the beginning of the next.” She spoke, pretty much forgetting that he didn’t know what she was, or that she generally shouldn’t know this knowledge at least not in his perspective.
She was curious about it, naturally and didn’t want to beat around the bush about it. It was better to just get it to there rather than make it something awkward, well much more awkward that this.
James could feel her fingers moving along his stomach and chest and he took her hand and kissed the palm, “You got a deal.” he smiled softly before pulling her to him for another kiss.
"I’m guessing now that is out of the way we need to get to know each other ways." he laughed a bit as he held her close, to feel the warmth of her body against his as they lay together in the post coital bliss.
Elle giggled softly as he kissed the palm of her hand, it was a simple little gesture of affection that she rather enjoyed; it was endearing. A grin formed upon her lips at his reply, she was a bit eager for their next round, but at the same time she wanted to recover as well and just cuddle there in bliss.
"We probably should, who knows, we may have some other things in common." she smirked and kissed him back, letting it linger. Once it broke, she settled against him once more. "I do have a question, and It should probably be gotten out of the way." she states softly.
James chuckled as he lay with her. “Well you can’t a what person is like by looking at them. I like to cuddle afterward.” he shrugged as he kept her close to him.
"So do you mind if I stay the night then?" he chuckled as he kept running his fingers thru her hair.
Elle chuckled softly as well. “I suppose that’s true. Still you don’t seem the type, and I’m not judging by looks.” she smirked lightly and trailed a finger along his stomach and chest.
"You can stay the night, so long as I get another round in the morning." Her smirk widened and she nipped at his lip lightly. The man she barely knew seemed to be growing on her already and she knew nothing about him but his name and the way he liked to fuck.
I thought there were only eleven where did everyone else come from
It says ‘if you are a timelord’, not an incarnation of the doctor. That’s like saying ‘I thought there were only eleven humans.’
timelady, excuse you