He noticed the direction of her gaz

He noticed the direction of her gaze and they both froze for a moment. He muttered something under his breath that the Tardis didn’t translate, two points of color sitting high on his cheeks. He drew the blankets back up, not meeting her gaze.

She licked her lips, all thought of food now forgotten. Her mind was blazing with the memory of him between her legs on the Tardis, driving her relentlessly up that peak and then taking nothing for himself. Surely it would be alright if she returned the favor…

“You don’t have to hide it from me, you know. Not anymore. Not after…”

He pretended to return his attention to his screen but she knew him well enough by now to recognize a front. “It’s fine. Goes away on its own, most of the time.”

She raised an eyebrow. “Most of the time? So, what do you do when it... doesn’t?” Heat pooled at the apex of her thighs as she pictured him taking himself in hand. She wondered if he thought about her when he did… 

He looked pained, eyes slamming shut, all pretense of watching space telly forgone. “I’m not a bloody monk. Well, not anymore. What do you think?”

“You could always ask for a hand…” she offered, only half joking.

His whole face colored momentarily. “I wouldn’t…. that isn’t…”

She shifted closer, bringing one hand to his thigh and giving a squeeze. “I wouldn’t mind…”

The holo-telly (or whatever it was) got thrown onto her nightstand and he was plainly making to stand up.

Clara scrambled over his lanky form, straddling his hips and pinning his shoulders back against the pillows with both hands.

結果 (中文) 1:

他注意到她注视的方向，他们都愣了一下。他咕哝了下他的呼吸 Tardis 没翻译，颜色坐在高高的在他脸颊上的两个点。他把毯子盖上，不能满足她的目光。她舔了舔她的嘴唇，所有想到食物现在忘了。决计是燃烧着的 tardis 她两腿之间对他的记忆，她无情地逼那个山峰，然后以什么为自己。那肯定是好的如果她返回青睐......"你不必瞒着我，你知道。现在不是了。不后......"他假装返回他的注意力转向他的屏幕，但她知道他现在认识到前面的不够好。"这很好。消失在它自己的大部分的时间"。她抬了抬眉毛。"大部分时间吗?所以，你做什么时...不?"汇集在先端，她的大腿，她想像着他的手里拿自己的热。她想知道是否他想起她，当他做......他显得很痛苦，砰，看空间电视放弃所有假装的眼睛。"我不是一个血腥的和尚。好吧，现在不是了。你觉得如何?""你随时都可以问的手......"她的提供，只半开玩笑。他整张脸瞬间上色。"我不会......，不是......"她更接近，转移将一只手到他的大腿，让挤压。"我不介意......"全息电视 (或无论什么地方) 有扔在她的床头柜上，他显然正站起来。克莱拉爬上他高高瘦瘦的形式，跨越他的臀部，寄托于他的肩膀上靠枕头用两只手。

結果 (中文) 3:

他注意到她凝视的方向，两人都愣了一下。他压低声音咕哝着，TARDIS没有翻译，彩色高坐在他的脸颊上两点。他把毯子拉回来，不见她的目光。她舔着嘴唇，所有的食物已被人遗忘的思想。她心里燃烧着她的腿之间的他在Tardis的记忆，让她无情，峰并没有为自己。如果她回来的话，那一定是好的…“你不必把它藏起来，你知道吗。不再。不在……”他假装把注意力回到自己的屏幕上，但她很了解他，现在要认识到一个前方。“这很好。走自己的，大部分的时间。”她扬起了眉毛。“大部分时间？所以，你做什么当它…不？“热汇集在她的大腿的顶点，因为她想象着他自己的手。她不知道他想到她时，他 …他看着心疼，眼睛关闭，所有不看电视而放弃空间。“我不是一个流血的和尚。好了，不再。你觉得怎么样？““你总是可以要求一只手……”她提出，只有半开玩笑。他的整个脸都是彩色的。“我不会…那不是。”她移近了，一只手在大腿上，给了一个挤。“我不介意……”全息电视（或不管它是什么）被扔到她的床头柜，他显然使站起来。克拉拉爬上他瘦长的形式，跨在他的臀部和钉扎他的肩膀靠双手枕头。