clara/twelve fic: baby, let’s ride

twelveclara:

He pulls away, but the last kiss he places against her mouth is tender, delicate. The contrast is odd; sometimes she can’t tell if he’d like to fuck her or date her. Well; she’s always had a thing for older men. [retrospectively, she probably shouldn’t be fucking her student’s father. 5.5k words; hot dad au. inspired by this picture. basically porn. for rachel, who wanted fic based off of cola by lana del rey.]

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Um, loved this!

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