Gingerbread
"Our cabin looks just like a gingerbread house!" Rose exclaimed in excitement.
"That's because it is a gingerbread house," the Doctor stated.
"Real life Hansel and Gretel," Rose mumbled.
The Doctor nodded. "But hopefully without the cannibalism." Rose raised an amused eyebrow and started up the path.
They entered the small house, and the Doctor smiled at the way Rose was enchanted with every detail. As Rose went around inspecting every aspect of the one-room cabin, the Doctor watched her. He watched how her face lit up whenever one of her favourite sweets was turned into a home fixture. And he secretly loved the cute way her nose scrunched up slightly when she stumbled across something she wasn't fond of.
"The decorations are pretty cheesy," she declared at last, to which the Doctor let out a laugh, "but I love it."
"Did you see the bed?" He asked with a wink. "The mattress is a giant marshmallow." He sauntered over to her, grabbed her by the waist, and pulled her to him. He could hear her heartbeat quicken, and he smirked slightly before kissing her soundly.
"Are you trying to seduce me in a gingerbread house?"
"Well, yes. Do you mind?"
"It seems kind of wrong, you know? Dirty. I feel like I'm soiling a Christmas icon." She pulled away from him slightly, with a ghost of a pout on her face. She pretended to ponder the situation.
But the Doctor had other ideas. He leaned back down and began sucking on her earlobe. Rose stifled a moan, but it eventually came out anyway as the Doctor left a searing trail along her jawbone, kissing and nipping his way back to her mouth. "Do you mind now?" His voice was lower and rougher this time, and it sent heat straight to her core.
She shook her head. "Just so you know, I think you are the only man in the universe who could make a gingerbread house sexy." The Doctor simply laughed before picking her up and carrying her to the bed.