She heard a noise from upstairs and followed it. Two lovely empty bedrooms and a bath with a small shower, a huge tub and two sinks. The last door she opened was the master bedroom. It was enchanting. A large room with 3 stained glass windows, a bookcase, a dresser with a vase of fragrant flowers, a vanity, a comfy chair and lamp, and a four poster bed covered in warm blankets, pillows and the most smug Time Lord in the universe. He knew she was happy. It radiated from her to encompass him in its warm glow.
Chapter 6 All of Time and Space
She didn't say a word. He dropped his other shoe as she slowly pulled her dress over her head, completely naked underneath. Dropping it on the floor at her feet, she walked over to where he was sitting on the bed and began unbuttoning his shirt. "Thank you," she whispered, "It's perfect." He looked up into her eyes and said "Yes, you are." The discarded notions that had nearly taken him over in the Tardis before, sprang to life again. She was beautiful and the scent of her warm skin was intoxicating.
He pulled her close, kissed her navel and began a winding trail, working his way up. His hands on her back taking the opposite route, pulling her into his hips when they reached her own. She closed her eyes and surrendered to the sensations coursing through her body, glad she hadn't spoiled the surprise after all.
This would be their beginning. All of time and space stops in this moment and in this place.
He had kissed and nuzzled his way up her body to stand with her. Rose was just done undressing him when he picked her up and laid her on the bed. He stopped a moment to stare. She was so beautiful, the desire in her eyes making his hearts flutter. He had imagined her there, like this, many times, as he meticulously prepared this room.
No words were needed between them. They could feel the hunger in each other's mind. He joined her in bed. It was like striking a match to gasoline. She had no idea the depth of his passions until then.
They were hours in that room. Desire blazing out of control, then cooling into sweet, small intimacies and conversations, only to blaze again as she giggled and tied the blindfold on him.
They loved and slept and talked and dreamed of how their life would be from now on. He had even thought to hide something to eat in one of the cupboards. Her head rested on his shoulder as she looked up lovingly at him in the afterglow. She couldn't believe how incredibly lucky she was to have such a man as this, love her so completely. She had to express it to him. She put her hand to his cheek to get his attention and said, "The word love is not big enough to tell you how I feel. There are no words." She took his hand and placed it on her heart.
"Here, can you feel it? Can you feel what I want to say?" He looked lovingly at her. Yes, he could feel it, he knew the feeling because it also resonated through his soul. He bent to kiss her. Nuzzling his way to her delicious earlobe and then down her neck, eyeing the perfect globes beneath. He couldn't get enough of her. They had only finished making love a few minutes ago, but Rose's strong emotions fired his need for her again. He wanted to go further, but she stopped him. There was so much more to it than just the fire between them. She had to tell him what he meant to her with words. It felt hopeless to express.
She tried again. Wanting him to hear it from her lips to be sure he understood. There was nothing of value to him that she could compare it to, except perhaps... "I love you more than my life," she said. "If I died right now I would be content with just what we have had today."
Her sudden reference to her death made his blood run cold and he backed away from her. "Don't say that," he said sternly, sitting up, turning his back to her. "Don't you ever say that again. Don't even think it!"
His vehemence caught her off guard. Their connection enhanced his thoughts. Thoughts that were suddenly plunged into pain, no, more than pain. It was anguish, torment. He was trembling, suddenly seeing his life without her. She had triggered his greatest fear and it was overpowering him. Rose tried to diffuse it. He had his head in his hands when she grabbed his shoulder to turn him around.
She had never seen anything like the look on his face. His eyes red, haunted. "Oh my god." She said shocked. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry," she pleaded, trying to wrap her arms around him, but he was stiff and held back. "It's just an expression. Please don't look at me that way."
Her tears brought him out of himself. Quickly exercising command of his emotions he regained control. He saw that he had overreacted to a simple sentiment. Rose was in a wide-eyed panic. He smiled a little to make her feel better. Gathering her into his arms the Time Lord tried to soothe her and himself. He held her tight and took a deep breath, "It's alright Rose. Shhhh, please don't cry." Her warmth calming his own soul.
At that moment he vowed to die with her.
He knew now that the pain of living without her would be fatal. He had an image of his father's face and finally understood why. Her tears dried and she tried to recover the mood, but it was gone. The room was still and awkward, and sad after such a wondrous afternoon.
Perhaps something simple. "I've always heard that if you're upset you should do something normal. Normal is kind of hard for us to come by. How about we go for a walk?" He smiled at her attempt to help him forget his pain. "Sounds like a good idea."
The slight evening breeze was cool, and they didn't have jackets. All day in bed was warm and cozy. This was a shock to the system. They walked hand in hand, quietly, each with their own thoughts, being careful not to broadcast them. It felt refreshing until the goose bumps showed up. By now they were closer to the Tardis and headed in that direction.
It was warm and familiar and comforting in the control room after the roller coaster they had just been through. "How about a nice dinner? I'll make your favorite." Rose was still trying to make up for upsetting him. "Ok, if you want to." he replied. "I'll just, check on things here for a bit and come join you." Rose studied his face for a moment to see if the pain she had seen earlier was gone. She sensed a shadow of it still lingered. Rose didn't know what else to do. "I'll, be in the kitchen then." He nodded his head silently and started to push buttons.
TBC
