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"Have I ever told you that those glasses make you look sexy and intelligent?" Rose asked the Doctor, smiling. Glancing up from the TARDIS monitor, the Time Lord noticed that Rose was leaning against the console beside him, her arms crossed and the hints of a smile on her face. He grinned inwardly at her question, always enjoying their little bouts of flirting.
"I don't believe that you have." The Doctor looked over the rim of his glasses at Rose, a smile in his eyes.
"Well, those glasses make you look very sexy and intelligent," Rose purred, giving the Doctor a sassy smirk.
An overwhelming desire flooded over the Time Lord as he read Rose's body language, heard the silent cues that this was the time to show her just how much he loved her, and he did nothing to stop himself as he leaned forward over the control panels and captured Rose's mouth with his own. A muffled chirp of surprise came from Rose's throat, but she leaned into the kiss, returning the gesture just as eagerly.
The Doctor pushed his body against Rose's, their lips locked and their tongues tangling. He pressed against her so forcefully that her back started to fold over the console, subsequently pushing down a lever. The TARDIS core began to hum and swirl with energy, and Rose placed her hands against the Doctor's chest, gently separating them.
"Looks like we're going somewhere, Doctor," she pointed out, her heart racing and her breathing heavy. The Doctor's large brown eyes, darkened by desire, peered into Rose's, his passion mirrored in them.
"It seems as though we are." With that, the Doctor said no more, as his mouth had found a better use. Rose moaned in pleasure, her fingers tangling themselves in the Doctor's unruly hazelnut hair. His hands found their way up the back of Rose's jacket, and he gently held her waist against him as he kissed his dear companion.
They pressed against each other, spilling every thought, every feeling, every yearning, all without speaking a single word. The TARDIS, as if amused by what was happening, hummed gently as they landed, a soft thunk signaling the settling of the TARDIS.
"We've... l-landed," the Doctor breathed as he and Rose surfaced for air. "Shall we... go and see... where we are?" His question was redundant; he already knew the answer.
"It... seems as though... we have," Rose managed, still gasping for breath. Reaching behind her back, she pulled down the very same lever that had been thrown earlier, and the whirring sound of the TARDIS about to take off filled their ears as Rose and the Doctor kissed again.
Off they flew, the Doctor with his Rose in the TARDIS, without a care in the universe.