A/N: So, most of you are going, "What did the TARDIS give her?" Mwahahaha...

Big warning: This chappy is pure lemony goodness. And I mean lemony. I felt we needed some relief from the drama - I hope you like ;)

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Shall we begin with the lemons? I'm thinking yes ;)

"You are quite brilliant, love," the Doctor grinned. Ondine winked.

"I try. Now, let's find a suitable place, shall we?"

She swung round to look at the panels, setting the object on the floor to keep it safe. He shifted beneath her, and she smirked.

"Enjoying yourself down there, are we?"

"A little." His voice was hoarse, and she sighed, rolling her eyes.

"Men. They're all the same, whatever species they happen to be."

It doesn't help that I have a rather delicious little morsel just sitting on my lap. His voice rolled through her like silk, and her lips curved in amused exasperation.

Shush, darling, I'm trying to concentrate.

Of course. Terribly sorry.

She snorted. I'd believe that if you weren't laughing.

His body stilled. Better?

Much.

Her eyes scanned the screens, and she pursed her lips.

"The nearest one is –"

"I know, I can see it. You can programme the Pandorica, I assume?"

Her hand rapped his knee. "Yes, Theta. You're not the only technological genius in the universe, you know."

"Quite right," he conceded with an unseen wry smile.

"Good. Now shut up and let me work."

She hit a few buttons, and he groaned in relief as the metal cuffs and bars released, and he flexed his wrists and legs.

"Thank you, love. Much appreciated. And now –"

She gasped in surprise as his hands snaked around her waist, lifted her up and spun her round to face him.

"Theta… what are you doing?" Her eyebrow rose, and he chuckled wickedly.

His hands were unbuttoning her blouse, and she nearly melted at the look he gave her.

"There's a first time for everything, my dear," he murmured. "That includes making love in the Pandorica."

She tipped her head back as his mouth closed on her breast, nipping and suckling, his lips working her mind into a frenzy. Her fingers clenched, and she let out a cry as his hands pulled her blouse away and began to feel every inch of her torso, every part of her soft, sweet skin.

Their minds plunged into each other's, and he laughed darkly, his hands cupping her cheeks so his mouth could plunder hers, his tongue dancing with hers in an impassioned rhythm.

"Oh, how I've missed you," he whispered between heated little kisses. "My beautiful, beautiful Mate."

The scent of sweet reunion was evident as their both their bodies began to awaken, and Ondine's legs contracted against his as her core ached, ached for his touch.

"Stop talking, more doing," she breathed, her fingers undoing his shirt. He smirked.

"I couldn't agree more."

She tore his shirt from his chest, and for moments she just sat, drinking in the glory of his body. Strong yet supple.

Like a swimmer. Oh, Rassilon, he's delicious.

Her lips closed on his chest, and he inhaled as she teased his nipples with her tongue. His breathing increased tenfold, and he shut his eyes as her fingers trailed lower, halting at the waistband of his trousers. Slowly, she tugged at the fabric, wanting him to be free of all clothing. He lifted his hips, and she eased his trousers downwards, simultaneously being held aloft by his hands.

So strong, she mused. He never looked it until now.

Why thank you, came his amused reply. I'm glad you find me satisfactory.

He kicked off his trousers, and she stared at the sight before her.

Oh, my.

His chuckle slid through her like the silk of debauchery, and, setting her on his lap, he proceeded to rip her skirt in half, earning a shiver of delight from his beloved.

"I'll find you a dozen more," he murmured sensuously. "But you look so much more delightful naked, darling."

His fingers delved in between her legs, and she inhaled sharply as he found that little but oh-so sensitive bud. He teased it with his touch, and for a minute she forgot to breathe, forgot how to, the pleasure was that intense.

"Don't you agree?" he asked mischievously, his grin one of pure sin. She could do nothing except make small cries of need, of anxiety. Coherency was nigh-on impossible now, for both speech and thought. The mess that was her mind cried out to him, influenced his own feelings as they tangled together in their maelstrom of decadence.

Please, please, please, Theta, please…

"Oh, with pleasure, beloved."

His hands gripped her waist, fingers pressing against her butter-soft flesh, and she gasped as he raised her body and eased her on to him. She sighed in pleasure as he bucked his hips, thrusting within her, long and languid, then alternately fast and unrelenting. He drove her wild as his lips set her soul ablaze, as his teeth scraped her pulse-point, as his tongue played havoc with her sanity. Her breathing hit an all-time high as his rhythm changed within her. She could feel something in him, something wild and uncontrollable slowly emerging. His emerald-gold eyes burned into hers, and she saw a thing of beauty, ancient and untamed, something terrible yet wonderful as he pushed deep within her, melded their bodies as one. Their thoughts could have reignited dying suns, could have set light to planets. All four heartbeats pounded desperately, and in the heat of the moment it was almost animalistic. A coil was tightening, tautening further and further as they came closer to oblivion.

Need her… more, yes, yes, more, gods –

Deeper, oh, please, please, Theta, please –

The coil snapped, and he roared as she keened, their minds imploding as the waves of ecstasy overrode them like a storm.

"You are incredible," she murmured sleepily. He smiled, his hand stroking her curls as she rested against him.

"As are you, love. Exquisite."

They were still joined, neither willing to separate and both too tired to do so.

"Makes us the first and only people to make love in the Pandorica," she sighed happily. He laughed softly.

"Yes, I do believe it does." His fingers trailed down her bare back, and a moue of pleasure fell from her lips.

"Definitely the best sex I've had," she murmured. Amusement flooded through their bond.

"The best… so far," he replied. Happiness radiated from her, and she laughed.

"If you can better that, my love, I will be one satisfied woman."

"Well, practise makes perfect, as they say. And believe me, I fully aim to do so, my wanton temptress."

She tensed up in delight, and her mouth pressed a kiss to his throat.

"Weren't we supposed to be escaping from said Pandorica?"

"Mm, yes, I think there might have been some sort of plan," he agreed lazily. "Very vague, though. Only an outline."

"Maybe not even that," she purred. "Did we even intend to get out?"

"I'm thinking not," he said languidly. "Not yet. Perhaps not at all."

She smiled. She could feel him deep inside her… and he was waking up.

"It's not even been half an hour," she said incredulously. He grinned darkly, stealing a kiss from her that instantly had her longing for him.

"My darling, you've been around humans too long. If there's one thing you should remember about Time Lords," he pressed his mouth to her throat, making her breath hitch, "it's that they can keep going for a very… long… time."

Her eyes rolled back into her head as he began again, and he smiled to himself.

You beauty. You absolute beauty.

And you're all mine.

A/N: We like? ;)

Lightning xoxo