Dreamt that I was companion to Tennant's Doctor, and had fallen hard for him. He was letting me run my fingers through his hair as he reclined, and I wouldn't let myself do more than that (barring the occasional stroke of my fingertips on the skin of his neck; he smelled amazing) because I knew there was a Doctor/Companion line that One Does Not Cross. Simply Does Not.
DAMN YOU, Superego of my Dreamstate.
(crossposted to insanejournal)
DAMN YOU, Superego of my Dreamstate.
(crossposted to insanejournal)