River Song (
hell_in_highheels
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2009-05-03 06:11 am (UTC)
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River beams under his scrutiny, her scent a wash of love and triumph.
"Unless of course, you want mint ice cream," she teases, looking at him through her lashes as she takes another bite of her steak.
Her bare foot brushes along his, teasing along his arch.
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"Unless of course, you want mint ice cream," she teases, looking at him through her lashes as she takes another bite of her steak.
Her bare foot brushes along his, teasing along his arch.