Title: Welcome Surprises
By: angstytimelord
Pairing: Tenth Doctor/Brendan Block
Fandom: Doctor Who/Secret Smile
Rating: NC-17
Table: 50_smutlets
Prompt: 7, Beach
Disclaimer: This is entirely a product of my own imagination, and I make no profit from it. I do not own the Tenth Doctor or Brendan Block, unfortunately. Please do not sue.

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The Doctor raised a hand to his face, shading his eyes from the glare of the setting sun over the water as he and Brendan strolled down a deserted beach. He hadn't been to this planet in a long time, but it was a quiet, soothing place that he enjoyed.

He'd wanted to bring his lover here for some time, but this was the first opportunity he'd had to do so. He had been so busy showing Brendan other parts of the galaxy that he had nearly forgotten about this quiet little planet, one that he looked at as a bit of a hideaway.

Now that they were here, he intended to enjoy every moment they could spend on this place, hidden away from any troubles that might come looking for them. They could spend their time here losing themselves in each other, discovering things they might not have known before.

He was already discovering something he hadn't known about Brendan, the Doctor thought with a smile, glancing at the man walking along the beach beside him. He hadn't had any idea that Brendan approved of the concept of nude beaches.

He'd been a bit hesitant to take off his clothes before they'd left the Tardis; as he'd told Brendan, he didn't know for certain that the beach would be deserted. But his lover had insisted, stripping the Doctor's jeans and t-shirt off and leading him from the ship.

"It's not like we're going to come here on a regular basis," he'd said, waving away the Doctor's protests. "And I like seeing you au naturel. Especially on the beach."

The Doctor couldn't recall a time when Brendan had ever seen him on a beach -- they'd never been to one together before -- but he let the comment pass. Maybe Brendan had some reason for wanting them to be naked; he'd just have to wait and see what his boyfriend had in mind.

It felt a bit strange to stroll along the beach with no clothes on, but the Doctor found himself reveling in the freedom of being nude, his body exposed to the sun and the waves. There was an exhilaration about it, a sense of being completely free of any constraints.

Brendan's steps were slowing, coming to a standstill on the wet sand near the water's edge. The Doctor stopped as well, turning to his boyfriend with a question on his lips -- words that died before they were spoken when he saw the look on Brendan's face.

He was all too familiar with that look -- a look that sent a shiver rushing up his spine, a look that told him exactly what was on Brendan's mind. But he couldn't be thinking about making love here -- not out here in the open, with nothing around them but sand and surf.

The prospect of getting sand in some rather uncomfortable places made the Time Lord open his mouth to protest -- until he realized that Brendan was moving to stand in front of him, sinking down to his knees in the sand and looking up to meet the Doctor's gaze.

Surely his lover couldn't have what he was thinking of in mind .... The Doctor's eyes widened as the other man's fingers curled around his cock and Brendan smiled up at him.

The Doctor returned the smile tremulously, closing his eyes and gasping when Brendan's hand began to move on his cock. He hadn't expected this, but he certainly wasn't going to say no -- and at the moment, he couldn't have gotten a word out if he'd tried.

Brendan's other hand was moving up his thigh, curving around his hip to rest on his ass; after a few moments, his boyfriend's hand left his cock and moved to cup his ass, squeezing gently and pulling the Doctor's hips slightly forward.

The Time Lord closed his eyes, gasping again when he felt Brendan's warm breath against his skin, then the moist heat of the other man's tongue lapping at the tender tip of his cock. His hips bucked forward unconsciously, his knees almost buckling.

He managed to keep himself standing, his hands moving to Brendan's hair and threading through the soft strands. His boyfriend's mouth was enveloping his cock now, the heat from his lips and tongue spreading through the Doctor's body, setting every nerve on fire.

He'd never been taken like this, on the beach, out in the open where anyone could see what was going on. It was frightening, embarrassing -- and exciting at the same time. There was a sense of urgency about what was happening, a wild sweet freedom that he'd never experienced before.

Brendan's mouth was moving slowly up and down on his shaft, that delicious warmth taking him over. The Doctor moaned softly, his hands tightening in Brendan's hair, his muscles tensing.

He wouldn't be able to hold out long, not with what Brendan was doing now. One finger was working its way slowly inside him, making him moan Brendan's name, crooking to stroke against his prostate as that soft, warm mouth continued to work at his cock.

His muscles were tensing, tightening, his body careening towards the edge of a precipice that he was all too willing to throw himself from. He could feel his body catapulted into midair, suspended there on the wings of a moment that seemed to stretch into eternity.

A shower of sparks seemed to explode within him, traveling through every fiber of his body, making him cry out again and shudder from head to toe. He could feel his legs weakening; if Brendan didn't hold him up, he might end up on his knees as well.

But Brendan's hands were steadying him, that soft, warm mouth reluctantly pulling away from him. He closed his eyes, leaning against Brendan gratefully as the other man got to his feet, wrapping his arms around the Doctor's waist and holding him close.

"I've thought about doing that for a long time. This just seemed like the right place," Brendan said softly, brushing soft lips against the Time Lord's hair. "And I didn't think you'd appreciate getting sand up your arse, so that seemed like the best thing to do."

"I'm not going to argue," the Doctor replied, his voice a little shaky. "That was unexpected, but very welcome. I'd have no problem with you doing that any time. Well, as long as we're in an appropriately deserted place, that is."

"Only when we're alone somewhere," Brendan said with a smile and a wink. "I hardly think you'd approve of me yanking your trousers down and going for your cock on a crowded street. Though that could prove interesting -- if it didn't get us arrested."

"Let's not invite something like that to happen," the Doctor laughed, resting his head against Brendan's shoulder as they headed back towards the Tardis. He was sure that there would be more surprises to come -- and that they would all be more than welcome.

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