best_enemies | Academy Challenge Ficlet

Please allow me to introduce myself. I am Evilawyer. A more detailed explanation of myself (to the extent that I am ever able to give one) can be found at the entry post.

I have a part of a fic that I now share for this month's Challenge. There is more, but only the first part fits this challenge. I think it stands alone all right. However, I may not be the best judge of that, as I am quite clumsy and have been known to be incapable of standing alone so that I sometimes fall off high heels and hurt myself. But I digress. Here is the ficlet. And my apologies if this lj cut doesn't work. I seem to be having some difficulty with it in both html and rich text. Thank you,

blinkidybah , for helping me.

Title: none yet
Fandom: Doctor Who
Genre: Fluff(? -- for this part, I guess)
Spoilers: None
Characters: Koschei / Theta Sigma
Rating: PG
Challenge: Koschei / Theta Sigma -- Academy Days

Theta lies on his side beside his best friend, trying to catch his breath. When he can speak again, he says “That was good. Wasn't that good?”

“Fishing for compliments, Theta?” Koschei sounds just as breathless as Theta feels.

“No! I just...want to know. That's all.”

“Yes,” Koschei says and rolls from his back to his side to face Theta. He smiles a slow, sensous smile that makes Theta's skin tingle. “That was good. That was very good.”

Theta's gratified, but then a spasm of worry hits him. It's silly, really, but he can't stop himself from saying “I don't want this to end.”

“Who says it's going to?”

“Nothing lasts forever. Everyone knows that.”

Koschei shakes his head. “Not me. If something doesn't last forever for you, it's because you didn't try hard enough to make it last.”

“You certainly get hard enough to try,” laughs Theta.

“I aim to please,” Koschei laughs back.

Koschei's laugh, the sound of his voice, his smile, his face, his body...Theta can't remember every hearing or seeing anything more beautiful. And it's all Theta's, all of it. He knows it is, but he can't shake the feeling that one day he'll lose it all.

“I want this to last. How long will this last, Koschei?”

Koschei's hand reaches over to cup Theta's cheek. “For as long as you want me.”

“That's no answer. Come on. Really, now. How long will this last?”

“For your whole life, Theta. How about that? Is that long enough?”

In response, Theta pulls Koschei to him and kisses him with a passion that Theta's sure will last forever. Koschei's hands start wandering over his body. Theta shudders with joy at the touch.