"How are you?" Rory fluffs a pillow for Clara to sit down on the couch beside him.

"I'll be alright..." Clara stared straight 'd been almost a month since the car accident. "My back still hurts sometimes but..."

"The left side, right?" Rory asked, remembering where the other vehicle had collided with hers, Danny hadn't make it out alive. Rory hadn't gotten to know him but things had been getting more and more serious between Danny and Clara in the weeks leading up to his death.

"Yeah, the left side." Clara replied with a whisper. She was trying to keep a brave face. She knew Rory wouldn't mind if she broke down and cried in front of him, she'd done it before. She just hated to lose control. They'd been friends for years now, it was always Clara and Rory and Amy. Amy was out today, her work always kept her busy at the random hours. But Rory's job at the hospital was just as chaotic in its schedule. Sometimes Amy's modeling jobs would have her travel across the country and beyond, she'd be gone for weeks at a time. Amy didn't mind Rory having Clara while she was away, so long as Amy got her turn too.

"Here?" Rory began to massage her back.

"A bit lower." She whispered.

"Your lats or more like the base of your spine?" Rory asked as he moved his hands down her back.

"Um..I'm not sure what lats are." Clara chuckled.

"Latissimus dorsi, lats for short." Rory smiled. "Right here." He pressed his fingers just under her shoulder blade. He could already feel the knot in her back. "That's the spot." He started putting pressure on it with his fingers as he worked on her tight muscles.

Clara let out a sigh of relief. "You're amazing." She smiled. "It's nice to have a personal physical therapist."

"I won't charge you this time." Rory joked as he moved his hands under her jumper, now massaging bare skin. She helped by taking her top off completely and moving her hair over her right shoulder. His hands worked on her back so well, she couldn't help but let out a soft pleasured moan. Rory chuckled. "Sounds like you're feeling better then?" He asked.

"Yeah..." Clara laughed. "Sorry, I couldn't help it." She looked back over her shoulder at him. "You have to be at work soon, yeah?"

"I've got about 40 minutes.." Rory looked up at the clock on the wall.

"Well, do you mind if I return the favor?" Clara turned back around to face him and placed her hand on his thigh. "A massage for a massage" She said.

Rory blushed a little, as if they hadn't done it before. "Um.. yeah sure. I mean.. that would be ... good, yeah.." His eyes moved down to Clara's bra, her breasts were so magnificent.

"You'll want this off, won't you.?" Clara began to unhook her bra.

"Yeah, thanks." Rory whispered as he watched her slowly unbutton his trousers. Staring at her tits had gotten him halfway there but she was still going to need to use her hands for the rest. Her delicate fingers felt so soft and warm as they touched him. Rory started to lean his head back as she stroked him. He closed his eyes and enjoyed himself for a minute until he got a surprise. He opened his eyes wide when he felt her lips wrap around his cock. He brushed the hair out of her face to get a better look at her. "Thank you." He whispered.

Clara chuckled with her mouth full and slowly took his cock out of her mouth. She massaged it with one hand while she used the other to wipe her lips. "It's no problem at all. I like it, you know."

"Yeah, I know." Rory took her hair up into a ponytail with one hand and used it to slowly guide her head movements as he pushed his cock deep into her throat. He was always careful to stop just short of gagging her. He wasn't normally the sort to perform rough sex, he was generally the submissive type. Amy and Clara took turns playing dominant or submissive depending on their mood. It was The Doctor who really knew how to pull off dominance when they wanted it rough. "Clara, I'm..." Rory whispered.

Clara took it all in. She loved how it felt when he came inside her, dripping down her throat. She sat back up and wiped her lips. Rory came in and kissed her sweetly. Danny had never wanted to kiss Clara after she gave him head. She cleared the thought from her mind, it was wrong of her to focus on the bad things.

Deep down she felt a sense of guilt, she'd loved Danny but something inside her knew they weren't a great match. She cried at his funeral but there was almost a morbid sense of relief in it, something she'd never dare admit to. She hadn't told Danny about how close she was to Rory and Amy. She knew he'd hate it. He was too rigid, always following the rules. He would have never opened up to a relationship like that.

"Sorry, gotta run." He kissed her again and ran to his room to change into his scrubs for work. His mobile rang as he hopped around quickly putting on his shoes. "Hello?" He answered.

Amy's voice was on the other line. "Just finished an incredibly sexy photoshoot, Rory. Policewoman in a miniskirt uniform and fishnet stockings, complete with handcuffs and everything."

"Can you bring that one home with you?" Rory asked.

"Sadly, the outfit's not mine to keep but I'll send you the pics. I'm in my dressing room now." Amy replied. "So, what are you up to?" She asked.

"About to head out the door for work." Now dressed, Rory walked into the living room to find Clara making tea in the kitchen with just her skirt and bra on. "Clara's here." He walked into the kitchen.

"Is that Amy on the phone?" Clara spun around. "Hi, Amy!" She yelled so she could be heard on Amy's end of the line. "Just using your kettle, if you don't mind."

"Did she use anything else of mine, Rory?" She asked seductively.

"Quiet, you." Rory blushed.

"What did she say?" Clara asked, noticing his expression.

"She says hi." Rory replied.

Clara laughed. "You're a terrible liar."