Hii! Can I ask you for Dottore x fem reader who is shy and inexperienced in all romantic things? Sometimes I feel embarrassed that I am like that and I need some fluff from time to time. Have a nice day <3
Dottore x Inexperienced!Fem!Reader
A/N: THIS IS SO CUTE YES I LOVE IT 🙏 (Relatable though)
TW: Established relationship (Marriage), murder (mention, kinda?), not proof read
You and Dottore had your differences, especially in your personalities.
Dottore, was the monstrous doctor who took pride in all of his creations, getting blood on his hands to gain knowledge and power.
You, on the other hand, was his sweet wife, someone he met during his Akademiya were he was alone, and had nothing.
You had (Somehow) befriended him during a group project
You werent the brightest, and you mostly leaned on him for help but you offered your own skills in return
Him, who had been annoyed at first with your lack of wisdom, had eventually warmed up to you and then he asked you out
for most of your relationship, HE had usually been the one to initiate dates
usually it was simple, nothing like going out to eat or taverns, it always had something to do with knowledge
And no, you didnt know about Sohreh
he actually liked you, and couldnt have you finding it out.
One late night in the chambers of his lab, within the confined walls of Zapolyarny palace you came up with an idea
You wanted to ask Zandik out, for months you had been wanting to do it, but you never did only just replacing simple 'ask outs' with your version of affections, in which, he never really minded, he knew you loved him
It was said to be a clear sky tonight, and Snezhnaya was known for its colorful northern lights
So after working up weeks of courage, and rehearsing things in your head, you finally asked him
Dottore was somewhat shocked, but it quickly turned into a cocky smirk, his sharp teeth showing as his smile widened.
he wasent just shocked, but he loved this new display of you, finally stepping out of your shell
He almost considered rejecting it to see your reaction.
He didnt, he actually wanted to see what you had planned for him
Around 8PM, as it got dark and the stars began to show, you nervously led your husband to a small spot at the cliff of a hill. No entirely high up, but it made the bottom of your feet tingle with fear
Dottore found it sweet with how you planned this
it may had not been much, but it showed him you really cared about him
as cheesy as it was, it made his dull heart swell
He may be a cold hearted killer in the name of science, but behind closed doors and prying eyes, he was the man that softened around you
And you were the only person he cared about other then himself.
il Dottore x AFAB Reader (Dottore is probably ooc)
Cross posted from ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/75122171
The cold Snezhnaya morning breeze hit your face as you woke up, the sheets not keeping you warm enough. The cute pajamas you wore also didn't help, after all this was one of the first times you stayed over at Dottore's house. All the times he has came over, you purposefully wore baggy pants and a silly shirt, once you wore one that said “im with stupid” with an arrow pointing to the left. He wasn't amused with your antics — you begging him to allow you to tie his hair into pigtails and making him do face masks with you. Your continual attempts to wake up as your eyes adjusted to the light were harder as you tried to move your hands to wipe the eye crust away, but they seem to be stuck in place. You assumed that you were just tired, as you attempted to sit up, you heard his groan. “Go back to bed.” His sharp deep voice, commanding you back to bed.
The more you attempted to move, the more he gripped you and the more frequent his orders for you to rest. His arms wrapped around your body as you both face to the right, lying on your side. Despite your resistance, his groans had stopped for a brief moment, that's until he used his right leg to firmly grip your body together. Dottore lifting his face and burying into the crook of your neck and biting softly. “Dottore, y-you asshole, let me go!” Your demands not being heard as he bites deeper, sucking off the skin. Your weak whimpers only encourage him to continue. “You taste so nice, didn't know we had such a difficult specimen,” he jokingly mocked.
Eventually he fell back asleep, his grip finally loosening, this time holding you more softly. His hands travelling up your shirt and brushing your stomach. “Can I?” he whispers quietly, “yes”, knowing what he means by that, your face feeling a little red. Dottore, playing with your breasts and squishing them aiming to squeak a sound out of you. His cheek rubbing against your hot face. “I’m going to kick you out Dottie.” He chuckled out of amusement and satisfaction from your reactions, studying you like a specimen in his lab.
As you were finally about to fall asleep, his snoring immediately waking you right back up, making you want to sneak out of his grasp once more.