A/N Ok, smut warning, (if you're a parent you understand), but not all the way through the chapter. You'll understand later. Important stuff at the end.

"Here we go." He said passionately, turning the lock on the door, already having put the Do Not Disturb sign outside. His eyes were afire, Rose sighed with resignation, sitting back on the bed. The Time Lord's feelings were bruised as he sat next to her. "Well, if you're really that board with my lovemaking, we can always go get coffee."

Chapter 44 Hunger

She huffed and grabbed his tie, pulling him down with her for a passionate kiss. Making him lose his balance and fall upon her. She rolled him on his back, straddling his hips, and began to undress him. Following her own list of what was to come off when they were finally alone. First the tie, she would save that for later, then the buttons on his shirt. He sat up to remove it and started on hers in between kisses. She pushed him down to remove it herself.

He watched as she slowly raised her blouse to reveal her body to him, then tossed her bra aside. Rose could feel the effect she was having on her husband where she sat. "You're so beautiful. By all the gods I missed you." His eyes were almost glazed over as he raised his hand to cup her breast, his thumb grazing the pert nipple. She moaned and moved her hands to undo his zipper. He wanted more, grabbing her wrists and pulling her arms over his head. Kissing her hard and urgent, holding her tight to his chest, feeling her warmth on his cool skin.

He rolled her over and stood up to drop his pants, but Rose began a giggle that led to full on laughter as she pointed. He was on his way to being offended, when he remembered he had put on his "vacation" boxers after his shower. Made of red silk with Looney Tunes characters. A Tardis special request. He grinned and laughed at himself, turning around and shaking his bum at her.

She stopped laughing with a sharp intake of breath as he quickly turned and pulled her jeans and underwear off in one swift move. He saw the merriment in her eyes turn to fire at the sight of him straining against the thin fabric. She sat up and pulled them down, releasing him to her gaze. Sitting at the edge of the bed, Rose began to kiss and caress him. He gulped his breath, his head thrown back with a moan, reveling in the exquisite torture she was applying to him.

He shouldn't let this go on or it would end too soon for both of them. His hands moved from her head to her shoulders as he pushed her gently away.

She lay back on the bed with her knees still over the side. He nestled between her thighs and began a campaign of caresses and kisses on her breasts then moved down her body. His cool fingers sending lightning through her. Rose moaned loudly, curling her fingers in his hair as his knees hit the floor and he began to taste her. His hands on her hips holding her in place.

She tried to press forward, her body begging for more. His tongue found that sensitive spot and she cried out. He quickly entered her with one thrust and her hands reached to pull him closer, deeper. Covering her trembling body with his own, the rhythm moving faster and faster until there was an earth shattering release for them both.

He collapsed on top of her and she held him there, still inside, feeling the erratic beats of his hearts. Regaining his breath, he rolled off and pulled her in his arms, kissing the top of her head, content beyond description. "I love you so much Rose" he whispered. "I love you too husband. Can we stay this way forever?" "For you, I'll make it happen, well, at least for the next seven days." He sighed and snuggled in to sleep.

She awoke in the night feeling the place next to her was empty and cold. "Husband?" She got up on her elbows to look around the room. He sat on the couch gazing out the window at the darkened landscape flying by. The sapphire moon and stars were very bright and reflected off his bare skin, giving him an almost ethereal, ghost like quality. She got out of bed and came to him. He looked up at her and smiled, offering his lap. She sat and curled up with him like a contented cat, as his arms wrapped around her.

"What do you see?" she asked. "The future" he replied. "Am I in it?" She grinned testing. He kissed her cheek and smiled, "Always and forever." They were silent as the dark seemed to deepen when a cloud passed over the moon. She whispered, "Sometimes I'm afraid of it." His brows knitted in concern that she would ever be afraid. "Of what?" "We're both so happy. It's said that the gods are jealous of mortals who are too happy, and strike them down."

His face grew serious, his eyes intense as he turned her to his gaze. "There are places in this universe where they wanted to worship me as a god. That means you are protected by one, to my very last breath. I will tear to pieces anything that tries to hurt you. That makes you the safest mortal in the universe."

He crushed her to him with a hard kiss and sudden passion. Not sure if it was to relieve her fears or his. When he released her, she took a deep breath to replace the one she'd just lost. She could feel his fear of losing her and regretted bringing up such a fancy.

Rose knew there was only one cure for his fear. She wiped her hand tenderly across his brow. Gazing into his eyes she said, "Make love to me."

It was late the next morning when he awoke to the odd feeling of movement. Forgetting for a moment that they were on a transport. He looked over to Rose as she slept. Her hair cascading over the pillow, his beautiful pink and yellow human. He went to put his arm around her and snuggle back in, when his tie, still around one wrist, struck him in the face. He raised his arm and smiled, remembering Rose's imaginative performance last night. He will never look at a tie the same way again. He took it off, grinning with a plan of his own for tonight.

Rose woke and looked up at him tenderly. His face serene and happy. Very different from when it was so clouded with fear. She smiled and said, "Good morning husband." He kissed her gently, "Good morning my beautiful wife. How about some breakfast?" Her eyes brightened as she nodded, "After last night I could eat a whole cow myself." She picked up the tie where he had tossed it and grinned.

"Do we want to dress and go to the dining car or order in?" Was he really giving her an option? Rose laughed, "I think we should get dressed like civilized people and see something more than the inside of this cabin." She saw the disappointment on his face. Did he really expect that they wouldn't leave the room the whole time? "Come on, we're supposed to be on tour. You wanted to see the bits in between Tardis stops, remember?" "Yes" His finger grazed her leg, grinning and raising his eyebrows several times to lure her.

She had one word for that, "Breakfast." He slumped where he sat, but complied. Climbing out of bed he yawned and stretched, buck naked, to his full height. He was standing in her way deliberately so she would have to push his butt to move him out of the way. Rose shook her head and sighed. "Honestly. Sometimes you're just a teenager aren't you."

"No," he defended. "A teenager would never get a woman like you in his bed." She smacked him on the butt and headed for the shower. He shouted lightheartedly through the bathroom door, "Ooo, a spanking?" He thought he could hear her reply through the door. It was either Sod Off or Get Stuffed. He laughed and started to pull out the clothes he would wear.

Rose had long ago gotten rid of that brown suit he always used to wear. She and the Tardis had conspired to get him into something a little more colorful. He didn't mind the blues and burgundy, even a scarlet red, but objected to yellow or green, and definitely drew the line at salmon. It was just pink by any other name.

He chose navy blue trousers with a subdued burgundy button-down dress shirt. He looked through his suitcase again and again but couldn't find a tie. Rose was coming out of the bathroom, "Where's my ties?" Rose smiled, "I didn't pack them." "What? I can't go out in public half dressed; I need my tie."

"Nope. No ties. Unless they're for recreational use." She ended with a sly sidelong glance. "You are on vacation. I'll not have you looking like anyone official that might get asked a question." "Awwwwe!" he whined, reaching for the one on the bed. "I wouldn't use that one if I were you." She said. "You know where it's been." He grinned daydreaming, "Yah, I do... Right. No tie." She kissed him quick, "Now get your shower, I'm hungry!"

Chapter 45 Dancing in the Dark