Enmity of the Ages

Change of plan. You’re leaving Majorca with me.

I don’t think this level of Dave hotness even requires a caption per se; just a “fucking hell” growled under your breath as you need to find yet another pair of fresh knickers.

Even the way his hair flicks up at the nape of his neck is fuckable.

I GIVE UP.

I was your first and I shall be your last.

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Was that a request, Dave?

Have some more sexual frustration in the shape of a half-naked, tousled, kohled Dave and a cigarillo.

Peter seduced by his his favourite vampire.

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No matter what some wicked tongues would have you believe, the oversharpening and overdone contrast on this image is in no way a deliberate attempt to retain some of the play of light and shadow upon Mr. Tennant’s groinal region. Oh no. I deny this completely.

This is David Tennant. He will be your perfect human being for tonight.

Hello, Tumblr. Have some sexually frustrating material.

Dear gods. It’s impossible for this guy to even get out of a chair without using it as a launchpad for Rocketship Manwhore.

Seriously.

“Let’s have a few cocktails and see where the night takes us.”

Let us just take a moment to appreciate everything that needs to be licked here. For there is a veritable feast of it. The neck alone invites not only lingual caresses but also boldly suggests, nay, commands nibbles and even bites. Those hips are also asking for a serious pinning and the kissability of the appendix scar—let’s not even go there. This is truly a Dave to savour over many, many long hours.

WHAT THE FUCK DID I JUST SKETCH

Peter and Baxter can’t keep their hands off each other, I see. So you get porn.

Hello, Tumblr. Now you can have Peter/Vampire!John in its full glory, free of charge. Did I mention this film needs to happen?