The first time Amy tried to seduce the Doctor in her bedroom, it didn't work. She narrowly avoided being sent back to Rory. But she knew that the Doctor had kissed her back, so she decided she would try again in a week.
A week later, Amy got covered in sheep's intestines. Yeah, not seduction material. The rest of the week was spent fighting an army of Sontarans.
After that week, after she and the Doctor were safely back onto the TARDIS, she decided to try again.
Time to break out the big guns.
The Doctor was doing god knows what to the TARDIS door, running long hands up the length of it and sniffing it. Sniffing wood, what a freak.
The Doctor was brought out of his rituals by the flash of red hair close behind him, and he turned to splutter in awkwardness and awe.
It was Amy, dressed in her kissogram outfit from what seemed like so long ago. The top of her shirt was ripped open so he could sexily see cleavage in a confined space. God, that was sexy. But he couldn't, he had to resist.
He went back to sniffing the wood, before a hand was placed onto his chest, slowly sliding down it until it reached his trousers, ghosting over his erection. He gulped awkwardly, and tried as best as he could to continue his habits. But it was so difficult to. She moved their foreheads together, so their lips were almost touching…
She darted a tongue across his lips and quickly retracted it, a moan escaping from the Doctor's lips. He moved forward to catch her in a kiss and succeeded, a battle for dominancy beginning with their tongues. After becoming very pleasured, Amy broke from the kiss and ripped at his clothes with slightly less elegancy than she had walked in with. At this moment, the Doctor should be pushing her away and warning her of the dangers, saying he wasn't interested.
The bulge in his pants told differently.
The Doctor did the same to her, scattering her clothes around the room, his eyes dark with lust. As both examined their complete naked bodies (Amy's fantastic curves and the Doctor's muscled chest from all the running), they swept up into a kiss again, Amy slowly working her way up the stairs, pulling the Doctor with her. Finally as they reached her bedroom they exploded into passion.
Amy threw the Doctor onto the bed as she kissed her way down his chest, before reaching his skyward hardened cock and engulfing it with her mouth, feeling the Doctor turn into a wet slippery form. The Doctor moaned in ecstacy, loving every second with Amelia Pond.
After Amy made the Doctor feel satisfied, all the while satisfying her by kissing her jawline, the tables were turned and it was her turn to feel satisfied as he worked his tongue around her, not going straight for the goods (which she appreciated) but instead much more intimate parts. But eventually he reached those luscious curves, and then her cilt, which he sucked graciously, occasionally just licking around it and tasting sweet Amy's cum.
Afterwards, the Doctor made quick work of making his cock find Amy's entrance, and they pounded into eachother, both screaming eachother's names in unmatchable passion.
The Doctor and Amy woke the next morning, legs intertwined, smiling at eachother.
"Wow." Amy mustured, remembering the passion they shared.
"Yep. That's what Time Lord sex does to you." Amy laughed at this, and the Doctor joined in. "You sly devil, though. Been planning this for a while, I could tell." The Doctor winked, planting a kiss on her lips.