THE GALLIFREY CHRONICLES, A NEW WAR
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When Narvin woke up, Romana was laying next to him. He watched her sleeping, knowing he was so lucky to have her; he could never risk losing her again. She was something quite remarkable and exquisite, who had stolen both his hearts and driven him crazy.
She had taught him to love again without even knowing she had. When it had felt like he had lost this brilliant amazing Time Lady he had been lost, he hadn't been able to go one minute without thinking of her dazzling smile and her inner beauty; not that she wasn't beautiful outside, she truly was, but her soul was extraordinary beautiful.
Suddenly Romana's eyes flicked open. Seeing Narvin laying beside her she smiled at him, realising he had stayed with her all night. She attempted to get up, but Narvin pulled her back down again. "You aren't going anywhere today," he stated.
"Gallifrey-," she started to protest, but Narvin interrupted.
"-Will just have to manage without you today. I'm pretty sure they won't fall apart within a day. I'm not letting you out of my sight today, you are staying right here with me."
"I am President of Gallifrey!"
"That fact did not escape me..." Narvin said teasingly. "Gallifrey will just have to manage without you today."
"I am fine Narvin," she started to protest before his lips were on hers, kissing her softly.
"I wouldn't mind spending the day without interruptions with my President." He whispered into her ear.
"Well, if you put it like that, how can I refuse?"
She snuggled closer to him and he kissed her again and wrapped his arms around her.
"So what are you planning on doing with your President today, Co-ordinator?" Romana asked with a smile.
Narvin tilted his head to one side, as if in contemplation. "I plan on making sure she knows how much her Co-ordinator loves and treasures her...I have prepared a special breakfast for you."
Romana groaned and pouted. "I don't want breakfast, I want to stay here with you."
"This breakfast you will want. I have it on very good authority." The Co-Ordinator promised.
Emmaline was studying when Braxiatel came downstairs. He sat next to her on the sofa pulling her into his arms, as she leaned against him, he smothered her with kisses all over her face and she relaxed in his arms.
"Emmaline," he whispered into her hair, as she closed her eyes and rested in Braxiatel's arms, he held her close to him. Before long he slipped a hand under her top, as he gently ran his hands over her as she gasped.
"It's okay," he said softly. "I won't hurt you," his words calmed her fears as he kissed her. Emmaline returned the kiss, and his tongue flicked against hers as he nibbled on her lower lip. "Brax," she mumbled into the kiss. His hands continued to run under her top tracing his fingers against her chest and back making her shiver at his touch, but she didn't protest at what he was doing, she just pressed herself against his chest wrapping her arms around him as he started kissing down her neck. She groaned slightly as she stayed close to him.
"I think we should take this somewhere else," he whispered to her as he pulled her up and kissed her once more. She felt him lifting her into his arms carrying her down the long hall towards his room, where he placed her softly on his bed.
Braxiatel lay beside her, looking upon the young Time Lady hungrily, as he guided her hands to his shirt and she started unbuttoning his shirt, as her hands ran over his chest. "Rassilion," he moaned at her touch wanting more of her. He had waited enough years to have her like this and to have someone so inexperienced that he could teach to give him everything he wanted made the wait so worthwhile. She gently kissed him over his chest, smiling tenderly as Braxiatel softly groaned at her kisses before she nibbled softly on his neck.
"Brax," she whispered looking up at him. "Do you-"
"Ask me," he said softly as he began undressing her; kissing across her body as he did. He tugged her robes over her head before removing the rest of her clothes, and sat back in order to take in her slender frame.
"I could teach you to please me and make me happy," he whispered in her ear. "That's all you want to do isn't it?" He asked.
"I want to please you," she said. How could she not, she wanted him to love her, she desired it after feeling for years on Gallifrey she didn't matter, that nobody cared... she had become desperate for any kind of love.
"Braxiatel, do you love me?" She needed to know he loved her, she wanted him to love her.
He smiled at her. "As if I couldn't, of course I love you, you are so very beautiful." In his eyes she had not always been beautiful to him he had only thought she was an incredible beautiful child on her return to Gallifrey when she had regenerated.
"Will you let me teach you?" he asked.
"Yes, Tutor Braxiatel, I will do whatever you want." She whispered gravely in reply.
He smiled softly at his young student, knowing it would be very easy to make her fall in love with him.
For that moment, Emmaline desired him as much as he desired her, she lost herself in him, as he gently touched her knowing she was so close to being his, but she was so very nervous.
"I want to show you how much I love you Emmaline," he said softly. "I wont hurt you."
Narvin returned with a tray. "I have been told that you love strawberries, care to explain?"
"Just an Earth fruit which is absolute divine," Romana said, picking up a strawberry and placing it in Narvin's mouth. He mirrored her action doing the same.
"What do you think,? Romana said dipping the strawberry in the chocolate.
"Yes, delicious."
"Maybe we should keep the strawberries secret from the other Time Lords," Romana said with an innocent look upon her face.
Narvin pretended to look shocked. "Madam President!" he exclaimed. "You really are very devious."
"I thought they were my breakfast anyway." Romana cocked an eyebrow teasingly.
"Well technically, our breakfast," he replied.
"Well I suppose it's the head of the CIA's fault for corrupting me. He is very devious; in fact it is possible that you know him, he is always sneaking around Gallifrey with the Lady President making late calls to her private home to seduce her. Maybe you've seen him around...?" Romana tried to keep a straight face, but it was too difficult.
Narvin laughed. "If I remember rightly it was the President who seduced the head of the CIA."
"As if," she said, wrapping her arms around him. "Well who kissed who first?" Romana playfully asked.
"You were upset."
"The second time," she asked.
"Well I couldn't resist, you were looking gorgeous."
"I rest my case," said Romana looking smug, and he knew she had won, at least this time.
When Braxiatel woke up, his young student was laying in his arms. He moved her slightly so her head was resting on his chest. He enjoyed the feeling of having her that close to him and quite smug at the thought of having successfully seduced her. He had been determined to have Emmaline and nothing would have stopped him. It had felt wonderful having her, but he planned to have her like this every day and to have her in his room every night sleeping with him. Emmaline would have no choice over the matter she belonged to him.
Narvin sat behind Romana on the bed as she sat in front of him leaning back against him he rubbed her shoulders, he could tell she had so much tension inside her. He hoped this day off with him would help her to relax. Finally he felt her relax at his touch as he kissed her shoulders softly.
"Narvin," she said his name softly. "Can we go somewhere, just the two of us?" She asked resting back in his arms. His arms immediately came around her.
Narvin knew he could not take Romana out of Gallifrey without arousing suspicion about their relationship. There would be enough speculation going on when it came out about Romana's pregnancy if it wasn't out already. Davida was also out of the question it would involve taking a TARDIS. Still, they were many beautiful places on Gallifrey he could take her.
"My Lady President," he finally said. "Your wish is my desire." He helped Romana up holding out his hand which she willingly took.
Narvin took her to a deserted part of Gallifrey where the mountains shined below the twin suns. The view from the mountains was incredible; they could see the whole of Gallifrey and it looked beautiful.
"Its perfect," Romana said, as she sat on the lush red grass surrounding the mountains. Narvin sat next to Romana and he wrapped an arm around her waist. "I don't care where we are, as long as I was totally alone with you."
"Oh dear, the Co-ordinator of the CIA has got the Lady President here under false pretences in order to seduce her."Romana teased.
"Seems a perfect place to do that," remarked Narvin as he gazed at her. "Totally alone, no Braxiatel, no High Council..."
Romana couldn't tear her eyes away from his eyes, She wanted him, craved him. She hated having to hide her feelings for him on Gallifrey, having to deny that she loved him with both of her hearts . She closed her eyes, as if shutting out everything as their lips met and they kissed.
"When Gallifrey finds out- ,"Narvin started.
"They will think its an immaculate conception seeing as I'm not with anyone or simply think its Braxiatel's."
"Is it his?" Narvin asked hoping he could avoid getting a slap from Romana. She paused before answering.
"I want the baby to be yours." She said slowly but firmly.
"But, you can't be sure."
Romana looked down at the ground until Narvin pulled her close to him. "You have my full support no matter what," he said softly kissing her forehead.
"Brax," Emmaline mumbled into his chest as her eyes flicked open. Braxiatel was laying beside her holding her, he gently kissed her.
"Tutor Braxiatel, was I okay?" She finally asked.
"Emmaline, it was wonderful. You made me feel that way. I loved making love to you."
As they both sat up she rested her head on his shoulder as he planted kisses all down her neck she groaned softly into his shoulder as his love washed over her, helping her to forget her doubts.
"Never ever doubt I love you Emmaline," he spoke softly to her.
"I love you," she whispered to him.
"I love you too and I need you to stay with me."
"You want me to move in permanently?" she asked surprised.
"Yes," he said into her hair, wrapping his arms around her as she rested in his arms. "I want to be here with you, to be with you to take care of you. I will never let anyone hurt you," as he nibbled down on her neck causing her to softly moan his name, he loved hearing his name on her lips.
Laying her down gently his kisses across her neck were harder, and she ran her fingers through his hair. "Brax," she cried out suddenly.
He stopped briefly. "Am I hurting you?," he asked softly.
She shook her head. "No, I just want you."
He smiled at his perfect student before he continued kissing and nibbling harder down her neck as Emmaline softly groaned at what he was doing, as he remembered how good making love to her had been, especially since finding out whose daughter she really was. Once it did come out he would be there to comfort her.
Emmaline gasped as his hands continued to touch every part of her. "Brax," she cried out his name. "I need..." she whimpered as a millions emotions ran through her head.
"You only need me," he whispered. "Tell me," he said.
"I need you," she whispered as she buried herself in his arms. He wished he could stay like that with Emmaline in his arms all day, holding her close.
"Emmaline," he said softly. "I don't think a career with the CIA would be a bad thing. I would like you to work there."
"But Narvin hates me," she protested. "He will never give me a job."
"Emmaline, you are the smartest Time Lady I know. I am sure you can convince him to give you a chance," he said kissing down her neck. "Unless I really am wasting my time on you..." he trailed off.
She had such a pained look in her eyes when he said that. He wondered for a brief second if he had been a little harsh.
"Tutor Braxiatel, You aren't wasting your time on me! I will do whatever you want and trust that my Tutor has my best interests at heart."
He smiled softly at her devotion towards him as he kissed her cheek. "I would like to say one more thing; I think we should keep our relationship a secret for now it would be best if certain people like Romana and Narvin did not know about us."
"Why?" she asked curiously.
"Romana would try and split us up she would try to hurt you. Do you understand Emmaline?"
"Romana?"
"She's not right in the head, she's very sick, Emmaline. She attacked me once, I am only telling you this because I am trying to keep you safe from her." Brax said convincingly.
"Romana is sick? I need to go to her." Emmaline felt sick to her stomach, as the tears streamed down her face at the one person who had always been there for her.
"No, Emmaline," said Brax coldly. "I won't allow it. You need to stay with me where I can keep you safe. I am the only one who can keep you safe. It's going to be okay, you don't have to worry, because I am here."
He cupped her face gently in his hands, bringing his own face closer to hers. At first it was just Braxiatel kissing her but then she gave in and got lost inside his kiss. All thoughts of Romana were forgotten and all that mattered was her and Braxiatel; the way he kissed her and way she felt for him.
Braxiatel knew now Emmaline was totally his and he had her where he wanted her. He had figured it out now; he knew who she was to him in the future. He just needed to keep her on the right path and not have Romana interfere in her life.
Pulling away he looked at her. "Emmaline do you understand that only I can keep you safe?" holding her at arms length knowing she wanted more.
"I-" her head was spinning and she couldn't think straight as conflicting thoughts spun around her head. She desperately wanted more, needing his touch and his comfort, but at the same time thinking of Romana.
"I understand Tutor Braxiatel," she finally said.
At that he kissed her once more, each time he deepened their kisses as she wrapped her arms around his neck; she craved him, longed for him. He no longer needed to implant things in her head. She was all his.
He then left her alone in his bedroom. Emmaline sat in the room in one of Braxiatel shirts, as a tear fell down her face as she was filled with more conflicting thoughts. What are you doing here with him? the inner voice asked her.
I love him, she thought silently to herself. What about Damon? asked the voice.
And to that, she had no answer.
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