If I lay here (Closed)

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Who: River Song and the Doctor (11)
What: Trapped in a room for three days!
When: 2/10-2/13
Rating: Pg-13 - R

River had been watching him for the past hour. She sat on the edge of the bed, which had been changed to a much larger, much more red, heart-shaped version. The Doctor didn't take being caged very well, that's for sure. She'd seen him try everything short of beating down the door and the whole time she had this vaguely predatory smile on her lips.

She certainly didn't seem to mind having some alone time with her husband. Although being cooped up in here was going to grow on her nerves eventually.

"I wish you'd sit down. You know very well the castle isn't going to open that door until it's good and ready to."

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He smiled against her lips. No mater how often he kissed her it still was equal parts exhilarating and nerve wracking. It felt so wrong, yet so perfectly right. He still hadn't figured out how exactly that was possible but - for the moment, at least - he didn't care.

He ran his fingers through her hair, simply enjoying the closeness, the feeling of her pressed against him. He really did love her, even if he hadn't really said the words. She was his Song, after all. His beautiful River Song.

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River knew he loved her, even if he didn't say it out loud. A woman just knows these things. Who else would he have tied the knot with her to begin with? Besides the fact that it might very well have been the only way to let her kill him.

More to the point, her hands start with his bow tie, slowly unraveling it and laying it aside. His jacket is the next article of clothing to go as she urges him to sit up so she can slip it from his shoulders. She stops there for a few minutes of wonderful, deep, drugging kisses. More so he could adjust then anything else. Lord knows River could just tear off all his clothes and pounce, she's got enough pent up sexual frustration to power the TARDIS, but it's best if things go slowly.

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Eleven obliged her in sitting up so she could take off his jacket. Once free of it he blindly threw it to the side, smirking as he hears it land on the nearby chair. Yep. He's definitely still got it. He was surprised she was going so slowly, though he wasn't complaining. He didn't know how long it had been for her and he was content to let her set the pace.
He slid his hands down her shoulders, enjoying the feel of her in his arms.

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River smiles and leans forward, her forehead brushing against his. My, she was feeling quite affectionate today. Maybe it was the romantic atmosphere, but more likely it was the intimacy of this moment. "Doctor...." She breathes his name in a soft sigh, her fingers working open the buttons of his shirt. Slowly but surely divesting him of his clothing. Sweeping her hands over the bare skin of his chest, splaying her palms over his hearts. A tender gesture. It had been a very long time since she'd been this intimate with him and she clearly intended to take her time.

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Eleven just smiled, taking in the sight of his beautiful bride. His beautiful bride. It still hardly seemed real. He brushed her hair back from her face, eyes taking in every detail. The love in her eyes, the flush of her cheeks, the smile on her lips.

He leaned in, his lips barely brushing hers as his hands covered hers. He couldn't say the words, but he wanted to know that his hearts did belong to her.

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River smiles against his lips, understanding exactly what he was trying to convey when he closed his hands over hers. She could feel the strong rhythm of his hearts beating against her palms and it was possibly the most wonderful sensation she'd ever felt. Taking one of his hands, she places his palm to the left side of her chest, just over her own heart. Just as his hearts belonged to her, so did her heart belong to him. She'd loved him ever since Berlin, truth be told.

"Help me out of my clothes, sweetie or the room's likely to unlock before we get down to business." She teases him with one of her usual, coy grins.

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Eleven smiles mischievously, she certainly doesn't have to ask him twice, and quickly divests her of her clothing. After the last bit goes flying (and lands who knows where) he pauses, just looking at her.

He smiles softly, running his hands down the skin of her back, "You're beautiful."

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He's much more eager then she would have initially given him credit for. Which is good because it makes things less awkward between them. It made this whole thing flow easier and much smoother. Once her clothes are off, she finishes undressing him as well, smiling when he compliments her. "Flattery will get you everywhere, sweetie." She chuckles and drags him in for a kiss, pressing her body a bit closer. She could feel the sizzling flames of arousal building between the two of them and she certainly did all she could to fan that fire.

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He smirks, "Though I'd imagine I'd have little difficulty if I said nothing whatsoever."

The passion between them is palpable. He smiles, drawing it out for another moment before rolling them suddenly. He leans over her, his lips quirking in a mischievous smile before their lips touch. The kiss is long and slow, so unlike their frantic on the spot marriage. They have plenty of time tonight, he has no intentions of rushing.

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River's grin turns positively seductive, "Are you implying I'm easy, Doctor?" Only for him, it seems. River's a terrible flirt, but her heart has always been in one place. Him.

He surprises her even further when he flips them, but River doesn't resist. It's unusual because she usually prefers to be on top and in control, but it seems her husband is feeling quite bold. It's a welcome change. Admittedly this is her first time with him here in Paradisa, and she fully intends to take her time. She'd thought, not so long ago, that this would never happen again.

Starved for his kiss, his passion, she slides her hands along his shoulders, down to the center of his back where her nails teasingly graze his skin. Her lips soft and strangely yielding against his. The sensual sensation of her feverish naked skin against his is only fuel for the fire burning between the two of them.

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"Well you've never quite played hard to get now, have you?"

He smiled as he ghosted his fingers up the side of her ribs. It was quite a change seeing River Song in such a vulnerable position, and it was rewarding to know that he was the one who had put her there.

His lips parted, his tongue playfully licking her lips. It may be their first time in Para, but it certainly was not his first time with her. He didn't know if she realized the nights they'd spent together by his point in their timeline. The weekend trysts masquerading as adventures in saving various worlds. He knew their time together was limited and he had every intention of making the most of every single nanosecond.

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"Why should I ever play hard to get with my own husband? Whether you realized it or not."

River shivers under his touch, the slow burning passion building up within her. Her hands slide up and down his back, sliding down his sides, just touching as much of his bare skin as she possibly could. She might not remain beneath him the entire time, but for now she was content to feel the press of his skin to hers.

Her hand slides to the back of his neck at the same time her lips close around his tongue, giving it a thorough suck. Which she knew usually drove him wild.