Date: 2009-03-17 12:32 am (UTC)
He loves that smell and his hold on her throat loosens a bit as he shakily breathes it in. His eyes close in the ecstasy of it all, taste and touch and smell and sound.

"Love you," he says, voice rough and deep as he pushes up into her again.
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River Song

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