"Oh, for God's sake!" She bucked her hips and caught his narrow shoulders and rolled the Doctor onto his back. In a heartbeat, she was straddling him and looking down at him fiercely. "Yes. Yes, I want you to. I want you to do whatever wicked, filthy and wonderful bloody things occur to you. I want you to be you and possessive and wild and a little dangerous and still my Doctor and --"

Irritated 'ooooh!', accompanied with a teasing grind down against him. More friction and a pair of blazing eyes.

"I've always loved you. I think I've wanted you since we landed in Victorian Cardiff and you looked at me with Thete's eyes and a surprising amount of heat in your gaze when I was all corsetted up. I've waited for you for what feels like lifetimes. I've gotten over you and fallen for you again more times than I can count. So don't you bloody dare try to make me the reason why not! Not again!"