He didn't use this bed enough. He required very little sleep and was occasionally content to catnap in his library chair, uncomfortable as it was. He had never used this bed for this purpose. In fact, when was the last time he'd done this? Did he even remember how it? He shrugged; if he was good at anything, it was making things up along the way. Plans always fell apart anyway.

He allowed Rose to lead him onto the large mattress, following her like a hungry puppy. She was delicious, after all. Who could blame him? She pulled one of his pillows out from under the blankets and laid her head on it, her golden tresses fanning out around her. Sitting back, he admired her body once more. Slowly he worked his way up, laying small kisses from her feet all the way up, lingering at each pressure point for far too long. Her skin was quite warm beneath his touch, reminding him of the nearly thirty degree difference in their body temperatures. Never having been with a human before, he wondered if he would be able to withstand the heat inside her. He'd taken greater risks, he decided. He lightly teased her clit with the tip of his tongue before guiding his tongue up her lovely skin, across the muscles of her abdomen and settled in the valley between her breasts.

He judged her reaction, shifted his body slightly, then continued his quest upwards, ending face to face. She looked incredible with her eyes closed, waiting in what seemed like anticipation. He lowered his face slightly, kissing her lips full on while simultaneously lowering his body, teasing her with the tip. She reached up, caressing his cheek and running her other hand down his smooth back, only to rest her hand on his amazing backside. Finishing his tender kiss, he whispered a kiss across her eyelashes.

"Are you absolutely sure, Rose?"

"Aren't you?"

"Never been more sure of anything." he said.

Grasping her hips, he raised Rose into a comfortable position, kissed her lips and slowly plunged inside her.

Gasping, Rose jumped a bit; he was like ice! She raised her hips to take in as much of him as she could, while he held back, giving her time to adjust. She didn't take long and soon had wrapped her legs around his back, guiding him into a pace that drained all thought from her mind.

Her legs felt tight and soft at the same time and he was taken aback at how much heat she was generating. It was like being in a sauna. 'No,' he thought. 'That's a lousy comparison.' There really was nothing like it, and he concluded that forever after, the feeling of being inside Rose Tyler could only be described as 'being inside Rose Tyler.'

He continued his pace, following her inadvertent facial clues, which were guiding him on what she wanted and where she needed it. He drew in a sharp breath; she was suddenly tightening from the inside out. Just when he thought he had found all the hidden pleasures she had to offer, she kept finding ways to surprise him. It would be difficult to continue at this rate, especially when she insisted on moaning and mouthing his name over and over. He countered by whispering her name as well.

Rose felt herself approaching the apex of her control. Unwilling to let this end so suddenly, she snaked a leg around his legs, twisting until she found herself on top with a very shocked Time Lord staring at her. Really, how many times had she proven her strength tonight? He really should pay more attention.

She repositioned herself over him, and slowly lowered her body back down onto him. Leaning forward, she braced her palms on the bed above his shoulders and allowed him back inside. The angle was perfect, so she wrapped her feet around his legs and continued to ride him at a speed that made his heartbeats so audible they rivaled the crackling fire. After what seemed like an eternity, and yet no time at all, she felt her insides go numb, starting from the pit of her stomach, spreading over her like a warm shower. Nothing and no one else could ever compare to this, and the she could feel her walls beginning to contract, squeezing him like a soft vice. She was close enough to taste it and hoped he was getting there as well; she had no desire to fall over the edge alone.

It felt like so much, so brilliant and so perfect. He felt his body holding back, waiting until he was absolutely certain Rose was at her climax as well. On a whim, he reached out and brushed a stray strand of hair back behind her ear. Touching her temple, he knew he should ask for permission, but who has the time, really? He reached out with his mind and lightly touched her mind with every emotion he was feeling at the time.

Startled, Rose cried out, not anticipating the images suddenly flooding her mind. Everything he was and had been was suddenly impressed in her memory; images of places she'd never been and words he'd never felt were needed saying. She touched on each thought he had given her, before testing the waters by backtracking their path, into his mind. It was much more guarded than hers had been but he was startled nonetheless to find her there. He was more surprised by the amount of love she had for him. She had poured her heart out to him earlier but words can never sum up the whole of raw thought.

Now both linked in more way than one, they both knew what it would take to push them into ecstasy, and that kind of knowledge is a very useful thing to have. Putting himself back into control, the Doctor regained his position on top and continued on until they both felt waves of pleasure explode over them. Rose dug her fingernails into his back as he braced himself against her neck and bit lightly into her skin. He could feel her orgasm pulse over his member while she felt his cool her from the inside out.

Raising slowly to avoid hurting her, he pulled back and settled beside her, feeling her hot breath against his skin; both covered in a light layer of sweat from their last hour and the excessive heat from the fireplace. There was so much to say. He rested his head on the pillow and guided her head to rest on his chest. For once, talking could wait.