Well, here's an end to this little story. This is short, but hopefully won't disappoint. I just didn't see a way of expanding this without making it more graphic, and I didn't want to turn this story M rated. Anyway… reviews, as always, are very much appreciated!

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A Further Study – chapter 3

There was nothing hesitant about the Doctor's actions this time. He hovered over her, his fingers in her hair, and slowly, thoroughly, painstakingly devoured Sarah's mouth until she was whimpering for air and shakingwith the intensity of it all. He eventually pulled back and she smiled hazily up at him, her fingertips just barely grazing his arms, gently stroking up and down, feeling the bunching of his muscles as he held his weight off her.

He sucked in his bottom lip, observing her for a moment, before easing back onto one elbow and lying beside her, his head propped on his hand. She turned her head to meet his gaze and arched an eyebrow.

"What?" she asked for the second time that evening.

"I was just thinking how a look of slight dishevelment rather suits you" he grinned, taking in her mussed hair and flushed cheeks.

She cast a glance at his own appearance.

"Likewise."

His lip twitched and he lifted his free hand to stroke her cheek.

She covered his hand with her own and turned her head to kiss his palm, lacing their fingers together before turning back to meet the Doctor's gaze through half closed eyes.

His smile was full of affection.

"Come here," he said quietly, sliding his other arm around her waist and pulling her onto his lap, sitting up so they were face to face. He buried his head in the crook of her neck and inhaled deeply.

"Now is the time, Sarah", he murmured against her skin; "if you've any doubts…" he trailed off

Sarah gave her head a tiny shake

"No doubts" she whispered

She felt his smile form and his lips press into the side of her neck. He started to pepper tiny kisses behind her ear, moving downwards until he met the neckline of her jumper. His hands moved from her hips to gently grasp the hem and in one swift move he had tugged it over her head and discarded it by the side of the bed. He lay back against the pillows and drank her in.

Sarah felt herself flush and he reached for her, his hands covering her hips and then travelling up to pause at her shoulders, pulling her down for another kiss before carrying on down her arms until they met her own hands, guiding them to the front of his shirt. Sarah tilted her head, moving her lips against his, and started to clumsily undo his buttons, her trembling fingers hampering her progress. Eventually she was able to push his shirt off his shoulders, and couldn't resist breaking their kiss to let her weight drop to lie on his chest, skin to skin. She felt him kiss the top of her head, his fingertips gently running up and down her back, pausing only to unhook her bra. She sat up again as he slid the undergarment from her shoulders and she knew she was turning scarlet.

"Beautiful" he murmured, gazing up at her.

She gave a cheeky smile.

"One does aim to please".

He gave her a wolfish look and flipped her onto her back, claiming her lips again, his hands beginning to roam in earnest. Sarah closed her eyes, relaxing into his touch, committing it all to memory.

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Later, they lay together, spooned comfortably, their joined hands resting on Sarah's stomach.

"That was worth the wait." she murmured, her eyes beginning to flutter closed.

"The wait?" queried the Doctor, his voice a gruff rumble against her back.

"Well, it's been over three weeks since we kissed. This has been… well, let's just say it's been on my mind."

She could feel his grin start to spread across his face without having to turn and see it. He leaned forward so his lips were a hair's breadth from her ear.

"Anticipation;" he whispered "fascinating".

Well, I do hope it was worth the wait. Let me know!