River holds tight to him, breathless, boneless, revelling in the sound of his pleasure. She cannot help but grin at the sound of the second voice, but she doesn't have the breath to laugh.

She turns her head to kiss his head, nuzzling, holding his arm tight across her chest.

Gliding back to earth, she gives herself over to the powerful emotion unfolding behind in her breastbone. A strange combination of surrender and trust, joy and a rightness about the world, now that he's here. She closes her eyes and tries to breathe.