Grinning to himself, more than a little please with the outcome, the Doctor stayed where he was until her body calmed and stilled. He thought about starting again, trying a different technique on her, but he missed the feel of her against him.

There was a trail of kisses between her legs all the way up to her neck as the Doctor crawled back up the bed and to her side. His hand brushed over her skin, down her body until it slipped between her legs. Poor Rose would need to tell him to stop if she wanted him too, the Doctor could keep this up for days, even weeks, and would.