faelans_folly | [AU for Coraline]

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[AU for Coraline]

Sam was busy with yard chores. He had never imagined that he would be living on his own, busily working at yard work. His dad would be utterly, utterly shocked that Sam was doing it voluntarily and wondering why he was never so eager back home.

Of course, back home he was doing it for his dad, not for his ridiculously hot neighbor. Never mind that she was a bit older, she was still crazy hot and with an English accent that just did things for him. So he did things for her, like mow her lawn.

Which was huge, but that was okay. He didn't mind. Sometimes Ms. Jones came out to check on him or offer him lemonade or something and that made it all worth it. Especially in the summer when she wore shorts that showed off legs that went forever and then some.

Pausing to empty the bag on the mower, Sam wiped the sweat out of his eyes and looked out across the giant back yard, noting that he was still only about half done. He eyed the pool longingly, wondering if he could jump in for a quick dip to cool off before continuing on.

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"Have you thought about readjusting the calibrations? No, that's the default setting. Of course I altered it, I wasn't going to travel around in something that looked like a throwback to the 1870s no matter how much you love that waistcoat." Coraline said into the phone. Sighing, she ran a hand through her hair as she crossed the lawn juggling the lemonade, phone and book in her hands as she went. Waving to Sam with a free hand, she beckoned him over and placed the lemonade down for him. "No, I won't. Because I'm on holiday, don't start. Talk to River. Yes, yes, I'll see you in a week. A week my time, yes. I have to go Sam is here, yes Samuel. Hmm, I know I am naughty. Hanging up now."

Coraline grinned, looking Sam over before putting her phone down on the table.

"Sorry, work related call. I made you some lemonade," Coraline said, reaching out to touch, more stroke, Sam's rather lovely arms. She did love him at this age, so young and eager to please. Undoing her sarong, she smiled before pouring Sam a glass. "I'm going to have a dip, you're welcome to join me anytime Sam."

Sam didn't mean to listen in on her conversation, but it's not like she was being quiet or there was a lot of other noise going on. He just happened to hear how she said that she was naughty, and just hearing those words in her voice was enough to make him hard. If that hadn't done it, then the gentle caress of her hand definitely would have done it.

Seeing her start to unwrap her sarong made him want to almost pass out with all the blood rushing away from his head.

"Uh, um... I just... I don't have my suit," he offered. "So I should, you know, really finish the yard and stuff first before I go get it and dip. In the pool."

Watching Sam follow her hands unwrapping her sarong, Coraline smiled a little before dropping it onto the lounger. Pulling her hair up off her bare shoulders, she revealed more of the bikini as she stretched up onto her tiptoes and tied her hair out of the way.

"Well, that's a shame... about the suit." Coraline replied a little wickedly, running her hand down Sam's arm. Bending down to untie her sandals, she kicked them off and slipped them beneath before looking at him over her shoulder. "Are you sure you need one? I mean, I don't want to work you too hard on a day like this. Why don't you join me now? Go on the chores can wait a little longer if you wanted to come... in the pool."

All Sam can do is stare. He knows she's staring and he knows she can see him staring but he can't help it. Under the sarong is a bikini that shows him that all of his fantasies don't even come close to describing how hot Miss Jones is. Which is really hot. The hottest. Painfully hot.

And maybe it's the accent or the look on her face but he's not sure if she realizes what she's saying. Is it innuendo or just her being kind of clueless? Then she bent over and he had to bite his lip almost hard enough to draw blood to keep from moaning out loud.

"I, uh, I guess I can just... well... hop in like this?"

"See, there's the spirit." Coraline replied, looking at him a little smugly as she turned her back to him. Walking down the steps into the pool, she let out a soft little pleased moan at the temperature of the water before wading in to the water. "Come on in Sam, don't be shy. I won't bite... yet. Oh, I'm kidding, come on."

Coraline turned in the water, letting her shoulders dip beneath the water before standing a little straighter in the water and letting it pool down her body. "The water is lovely."

Sam watched her, completely transfixed by everything she was doing in the water. Damn she looked amazing for her, or any, age. Complete MILF (although she probably didn't have kids?) And with that accent it's just to much to handle.

Sam pulled his shirt off, glad that he'd been sticking to his workout routine because he absolutely fantacized about this sort of thing happening. Shyly, and turning away from her so he couldn't see his raging boned, Sam quickly dropped his shorts and slipped into the water in his boxers.

Years travelling with the Doctor, running with the Doctor and keeping up with her older at the time partner had left her in pique physical condition. She liked it that way and she knew her, currently younger, partner liked it too. It wasn't that she had a sixth sense about these things but more an intimate knowledge but she wouldn't let Sam know that. Just yet. Spoilers as River would say.

"There, isn't that better?" Coraline asked Sam, pretending not to look until he was in the water. Swimming over to him, she smiled as she turned in the water. Accidentally brushing his ass with her hand, or rather not so accidentally. "I know just what you need Sam."

"Huhhhh," he managed to get out, as eloquent as always in the face of Miss Jones. Or the side or back or whatever of her. Of course, her hand had briefly been on his ass so he was pretty sure it was unfair to expect him to think.

"You, uh, yes you do. The pool is refreshing."

"I didn't mean that, well that as well. You look so tense," Coraline replied, letting her hand reach out and touch his neck and shoulders. Lightly brushing her fingertips against his skin beneath the water, she looked vaguely innocently at him as she rubbed his shoulders. "You're always so good to me Sam. Coming over to help out, really I should give you a little raise or maybe a big one?"

"Juuuuust glad to help," Sam said, his voice a hum as her fingers moved along his shoulders. If he wasn't already completely hard, this would have been the kicker. Her touch was really soft though and made him squirm some, backing up against her a bit.

"It's, you know, a lot of work to do yourself so I'm glad to help. I, uh, I just like to be hard. Working hard! I like to work hard."

"That's because you're such a good boy," Coraline purred into his ear, smiling a little as he pushed back against her. Pressing her breasts against his back, she let them slid up his back as she ran her fingers over the tight muscles in his shoulders and neck. "I do like working you hard Sam. You're always so... helpful."

Coraline murmured against his ear, sliding her fingertips across his shoulders. "You're so hard Sam, would you like a hand with that?" Coraline asked innocently, or pretending to be innocent more like. "Your shoulders I mean. They're so tight, you must be incredibly... tense."

"Uh, um, uh..."

Sam couldn't think. He couldn't properly process if she was hitting on him or just making the most awkward choices in wording ever. She sounded so innocent and well intending but it was difficult for him to think because of all the touching and the not quite dirty talk. Maybe the dirty talk was just his imagination?

"Yes, a h-hand would be good."

"Take your time Sam," Coraline replied, murmuring in his ear. Sliding her hands over his shoulder, she pressed her breasts against his back as she slowly stroked and kneaded his shoulders. Waiting for a moment, for him to relax a fraction she continued to knead the tight muscles with one hand before the other dropped down beneath the water before she pressed it against his erection. "Well, a hand would be good now, wouldn't it?"

Sam couldn't even cry out in surprise he was so shocked when she pressed her hand against his cock. His mouth just opened wide but no sound came out, probably because his brain wasn't working at all. Everything was focusing on the fact that Miss Jones was touching his cock. Oh fuck, she really was. On purpose, not an accident.

"Hand?"

Coraline smiled smugly at the way Sam just froze up, she remembered this when she was younger and he was conflicted. The way he'd tense up, swearing inside his head about her touching him.

"Or mouth, hand first though I think. Don't you?" Coraline asked, tugging his waistband down a little to free his erection. Smiling a little, she wrapped her hand around his erection and stroked him once just so he got the message. "Is that what you want Sam? Isn't that what you've been thinking about everytime you've peeked through your windows to watch me get changed?"

"Oh fuck!"

He hadn't meant to say it out loud but it was impossible not to, once her fingers wrapped around him and she stroked him. This was probably all a dream, he'd had dreams like this before, but this felt so very real. Very, very real.

"W-wait. You know about that?"

Sam's bedroom on the second story of the house provided him with an excellent view into some of Miss Jones rooms. Rooms where she didn't seem to use curtains but changed clothes.

Sliding her other hand around his chest, she pressed her fingernails against his skin beneath the water before dragging them up to his nipples and raking them over lightly with her nails. Stroking him slowly, she turned her hand as she got to the tip of his cock and slid her thumb over the end.

"Later dear, now I'm a bit busy." Coraline replied to his swearing, grinning at him wickedly. "Of course I do, you were the one who told me about them. You don't think I didn't see you there, watching me and not being able to do anything about this."

Coraline bit his shoulder as she made a point of sliding her hand a little quicker up his cock.

Sam his in pleasure as her nails raked across his nipples, his cock jumping in her hand at the contact. He really, really liked that a lot. Her voice sounded so wicked in his ear, so proper and dirty all at the same time, like she didn't realize he was about to die because of how hot this was.

"Oh wow... this is... this is too good to be real," he moaned.

Coraline smirked a little at the way his cock twitched in her hands, circling his nipple with a nail she raked them over again and pinched gently as she rolled her tongue over his neck. Pressing her breasts into his back, she tightened her grip on his cock and rubbed her thumb in small circles up and down his erection as she stroked him.

"Oh I can promise you it's very real Samuel and if you're very good then I may even let you come inside... the house." Coraline murmured in his ear.

"Sweet Prime I'll do anything you want," he groaned, trying not to blow his load immediately, even though it was nearly impossible with her breasts rubbing up against his back and... holy shit, what she was doing to his nipples. How did she know that would drive him so crazy?

"I will be very, nnnngh, good."

"Will you? Because I quite like the idea of getting you to spend the next few hours between my thighs," Coraline murmured into his ear wickedly. It was his fantasy after all, she wanted it to be perfect for him. "You've got such a wayward tongue after all it's about time someone put it to-" Coraline scraped her thumbnail across his nipple. "-use."

Stroking his cock a little quicker, she twisted her grip and flicked the top of his cock with her thumb. Teasing the tip just a little.

"Yes, yes, yessss," Sam hissed, both at what she was doing and what she wanted him to do. He would gladly spend any amount of time she wanted between her legs. Or anywhere else, really. Sam would do anything she wanted him to.

"Oh- oh fuck. So, so close."

"Are you perhaps I'd better stop then?" Coraline murmured wickedly, hand slowing a little before she leaned forward and pulled his earlobe between her teeth. The water splashed slowly as she pressed her breasts more against Sam's back, her nipples tight and wet beneath the bikini top. She didn't stop, no matter what she said dragging her hand beneath the water quicker and quicker using short strokes at the tip of his cock so she could make tease his head with her thumb.

She was hitting everything just right, somehow knowing exactly how he liked to be stroked, from the speeds she was using to how she rubbed her thumb along the head of his cock. He couldn't have done it any better himself than if he told her exactly what he wanted her to do. Then she bit his ear and it was all over.

"Miss Jones, Miss Jones, Miss Jones, Miss Jo- fuck!"

Sam's body jerked hard as he came, cock pulsing in her hand as his hips worked against it, trying to get every last bit of friction out of it that he could.

She did love this moment, when Sam would just completely lose it and the way he called her Miss Jones. Such a naughty boy, she'd have to punish her Sam for that later. For not telling her about this. She might have visited him more before now if she'd known just quite how excited he got about an older woman.

"I'd say call me by my first name but I rather like the way you call me that Sam." Coraline murmured against his ear, before turning Sam around keeping her grip smooth and tight as he fucked her hand drawing out the last few moments. Leaning up, she stretched her other hand behind her before untying her bikini.

"Anything you want, Miss Jones," he said, slightly breathless from the force of the orgasm. Now that he had to look her in the eye though, he couldn't help but blush in embarrassment at what he had just done, even if she initiated it. That didn't make it any less hot though. Actually that made it more hot. But then he didn't have to worry about looking her in the eyes because...

"Breasts," he said, eyes going wide as she took the bikini off. "P-perfect breasts. Absolutely perfect. Flawless. Just... wow."

"Good bye," Coraline purred a little, stroking the side of his face before sliding her hand into his hair. She swam a little closer, pulling him in towards her as his gaze dropped to her breasts. "You say that now, wait until you see them when I'm twenty."

Coraline smirked knowingly, pushing Sam backwards in the water until his back was against the side. "You're sweet Sam and are you going to touch them? Would you like to?"

Sam was pretty confused by some of what she was saying, when she's twenty or whatever, but he figures that's because of the breasts. Those perfect, glorious, wonderful breasts he had previously only scene from a distance and through a window. He was so dumbfounded by them he didn't even notice she was moving him until he backed against the wall.

"Yes and yes. Oh please let me touch them, I'll do anything."

Not that it wasn't probably already very clear he'd do anything.

"You shouldn't say that Sam, I might take advantage of it and you. Definitely going to do that," Coraline said, leaning in to murmur it into his ear. Her breasts brushing against his chest as she moved her head to bite his earlobe and tug a little. Smiling, she ran her hands down his arms before taking his hand. Bringing his hand up to her breast, she let his fingertips brush against her nipple before letting her hand move away. "I think that should be permission enough."

"Oh please take advantage," Sam whispered, still staring at her very naked and glorious breasts. That were brushing against his chest. And then she nibbled on his earlobe again and he was losing his damn time and getting hard again already. When she actually put his hands on her breasts he thought he would die. When he didn't and clearly had permission though, he brought them up and palmed her breasts, squeezing them experimentally.

"Oh, I plan to believe me when I'm-" Coraline leaned in to murmur into his ear. "-when I'm riding you in my bed. Handcuffs optional of course."

She was playing the part just the way he had asked her to. Her husband well, he was a funny one. Funnier than the Doctor and he'd made them all share a room once which hadn't been at all awkward what with the hammocks. "Ah, that's it." Coraline moaned, biting her bottom lip when Sam squeezed her breasts.

"Yessss," Sam said, instantly getting hard again at the mention of Miss Jones riding him. He couldn't have crafted a better fantasy than this if he had years to plan it. Speaking of which, he was planning on paying attention to her breasts for a long time. He continued kneading them, reaching over to brush his thumbs along the nipples experimentally, looking up into her eyes to see what kind of reaction that got.

Coraline raised an eyebrow as she felt something stir between them, sliding her hand down his chest she grasped his erection and stroked intrigued by how he was hard again. She had forgotten about this part of him, the insatiable stamina.

"Ah," Coraline moaned, sucking in a breath as she felt a pull of desire as he brushed against her nipple. "Oh God Sam, kiss me."

Sam absolutely did not need to be told twice to do that, especially not while she was was holding his cock and had that expression on her face from him playing with her nipples. Deciding to go for broke, Sam moved one hand down to her ass and squeezed it before kissing her hard and fast, if a bit nervously.

Coraline let out a pleased noise, jumping a little at the unexpected squeeze to her ass before she pushed up against Sam. Looking at his lips, she licked her own slowly before smiling as he finally kissed her. Pushing a hand into his hair, she pulled him closer as her other hand slid up to the tip of his cock.

Moaning into his mouth, she gripped his hair tighter before forcing him to slow down. She wanted him to last all night after all.

"Slower, but definitely harder. You've wanted this for a while now, haven't you Sam?" Coraline asked, biting his bottom lip as she ran her thumb over the tip of his cock.

"Oh hell yes," he said, groaning the words as she teased the head of his cock. Or maybe it was just how she was telling him what to do. For some reason that got him just as hot as her holding his cock. Okay, maybe not as quite as hot as that but close.

He kissed her again, slower this time but with more force, more... passion. Because he was definitely not short on passion. Even if she wasn't crazy hot, she had always been really awesome to him.

"First time I saw you," he murmured between kissed. "That night, I had to jerk off."

"Did you? You bad boy, did you think about bending me over and fucking me or did you want me to tie you down to my bed and ride you?" Coraline asked, biting his bottom lip in between kisses. She looked him over, desire making her cheeks flush and her nipples stiffen in the water. Tugging him closer, she let her thumb slide down his cock before stroking him once-twice before letting her hand fall away. She did so love teasing him like this. "Or did you think about me sucking you off in your delightful, little car?"

"Oh fuck you're so bad," Sam said, whimpering at her words as much as what she was doing with the head of his cock. Both were good though, so very good and he wanted even more, as greedy as that was.

"All of that! Think of all those and more."

"Not at all, I'm so very good." Coraline murmured, running her thumb over the tip of his cock so he got the idea of what she was good at. Coraline smiled, slipping beneath his arms and swimming out of reach and towards the steps leading up out of the water. "Did you think about what I'd look like on my knees? Or against the wall in a shower? Or how about what I'd look like in my bed, because we can go find that one out now Samuel."

Sam had no doubt that Miss Jones really was very good. He already had evidence that she was very good. Everything she was doing with his cock was so very, very good. His eyes were glued to her body as she got out of the water, particularly her ass and her legs. Damn if they weren't fantastic.

"Bed," he said, moving out of the water after her as if he were mesmerized. Really, he wanted her to tie him up or handcuff him to the bed and ride him so many different ways, but he'd take what he could get.

"Make sure you pick up your clothes, don't want anyone to interrupt if they wonder where you've gotten too. I plan to keep you occupied for a little while yet," Coraline said, glancing over her shoulder at him with a little wicked smile before she walked through the open doors and into her home. He should know where the bedroom was roughly, he had seen her in it through the windows often enough. She just hoped he ignored the little... oddities of her travels. Particularly the pictures. "I have a new set of handcuffs I've been dying to try out."

"Oh damn that ass," Sam groaned, hastily gathering up his clothes as and following her inside. He did happen to know exactly where her bedroom was, he'd watched her through the window several times, guiltily spying on her while she changed. Now he wondered if she had done that on purpose.

Her house seemed kind of cool, but he was a man on a mission and was really not paying that much attention to his surroundings.

"Handcuffs?" he said, cock aching with need at the thought.

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