Rose gasped at the sudden movement -- she hadn't been expecting that, given the injuries that she still wasn't fully sure of the extent of and perhaps she'd underestimated him a little. Her own fault, then, that she'd been caught and surprised.
Her breath caught in her throat, though, as he held her down and started on her clothing. It was really real and really happening and neither of them had pulled away, had reason to pull away, nor seemed likely to pull away. After all this time, and -- Rose swallowed hard against the well of emotion.
"If that's what you want, Doctor, then feel free." She dropped her eyes, mock-demure, and chose not to struggle against him this time -- one part concern for his old injuries and not wanting to hurt him, and one part trying something new to see how he'd react. "I'm at your mercy, aren't I?"
(There was a thrill in yielding to him and letting herself be swept away: she'd learned that long ago. She'd just never played that card like this...)
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Date: 2008-01-15 03:23 am (UTC)Her breath caught in her throat, though, as he held her down and started on her clothing. It was really real and really happening and neither of them had pulled away, had reason to pull away, nor seemed likely to pull away. After all this time, and -- Rose swallowed hard against the well of emotion.
"If that's what you want, Doctor, then feel free." She dropped her eyes, mock-demure, and chose not to struggle against him this time -- one part concern for his old injuries and not wanting to hurt him, and one part trying something new to see how he'd react. "I'm at your mercy, aren't I?"
(There was a thrill in yielding to him and letting herself be swept away: she'd learned that long ago. She'd just never played that card like this...)