Fics like and she lets the river answer that you've always been her lover

It’s not unusual to be propositioned by the resort guests. It happens at least once a week, much to his chagrin—always with a drunken smirk and a well-placed tip, like he can be bought for an extra few pounds. But there’s something different in the way she’s asking, the teasing lilt to her voice—like she knows, like she’s mocking them, not him, and while he has very little doubt she would and could eat him alive if so inclined, there’s something else. Something deeper. He’s been here a year, and become an expert in recognising sadness and shame—it rolls off people here in waves. Bad business decisions, complicated affairs—but it’s different, with her. Darker. There’s a caution in the way she moves, an edge to her voice that he’s never heard before, and it makes him curious. Draws him in. He intends to say no. Intends to turn her down flat and go back to his business and forget all about the strange encounter, but instead what he blurts out is, “I don’t even know your name.” Her expression softens, like it’s one of the most heartfelt things anyone’s ever asked her. Moving back toward the bar, she holds out a hand. “River,” she says. “River Song.” Without thinking, he shakes her hand.

Fics like and she lets the river answer that you've always been her lover

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