hell_in_highheels: (looking down)
River Song ([personal profile] hell_in_highheels) wrote 2009-05-04 06:37 am (UTC)

Love and longing, concern and worry, passion and desire and joy. The same scents he smelled on her that second night, standing at his door at midnight.

She dances in his arms, kissing his cheek, breathing him in even as her heart races.

He spoke of claiming her. She wants that. She wants to claim him as well, in her own way.

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