Rose glanced up at the Doctor's face checking the effect she was having and nearly stopped her ministrations at the sight presented before her.
Hands fisting in the bed sheets, back arched, every muscle, every sinew pulled taut. His head was thrown back, face etched in ecstasy his mouth open in a silent scream
The Doctors lungs were straining in an effort to catch his breath (what the hell had happened to his respiratory bypass system?) She'd stopped using the heavenly tongue for some reason, in fact she'd stopped moving altogether, he looked down into her upturned face into amber eyes full of lust and desire… and something else? What? Was something wrong? Was she regretting this? Were they moving too fast? He just about managed to catch his breath for the one panted question.
"Rose?"
"Beautiful" was the only answer he got before Rose Tyler returned to driving the doctor out of his mind.