He moaned. A very undignified and wholly un-Time Lord-y sound, but one of intense, intimate, and instinctual pleasure. A very alliterative sort of pleasure, which only made it that much better, in his very busy mind.

His hands slid from her forehead to wrap around her, pulling her close as they moved together. Their connection didn't break as it would have with another human, only more proof of how very, deeply connected they were. Rather dangerous, that sort of connection.

Is it wrong to say I enjoy you?

He caught her mouth again, kissing her deeply and without hesitation.