Rory found himself on top of her with her bright red hair creating a stark contrast in color as it draped over the crisp white linen of the pillow where she rested her head. Completely overcome with his love for her; he forgot his shyness and held her down on the bed as he kissed her passionately.

When he finished kissing her, he looked down to see he'd left bright pink indentations in her soft white skin from where his hands had held her arms down in place. And her lips were flushed and red from the force of his kiss. He was surprised by how excited it made him to see the marks he'd left on her body. The idea that he might enjoy being forceful seemed almost violent and completely out of character for him. Maybe it was the release of the pent up feelings he'd been fighting all these years pouring out all at once.

With his pent up aggression still pouring out; he found himself unzipping Amy's skirt and ripping off her panties in one swift pull. Quite literally; he'd left a rip in her panties as he threw them to the ground. Amy gasped at his sudden change and smiled mischievously as she grabbed him by his hair and pulled him back down for a kiss. She moved her tongue into his mouth and unlike last time, where he'd stood frozen against the door; he kissed back and moved his tongue into hers.

Amy undid his trousers and felt his erection in her hands through his pants. Rory moaned while still in her mouth and had to come back up for air. Amy moved her hand under his pants to stroke his throbbing cock.

"Oh my god, Amy" Rory spoke out of breath as he took off his pants. He looked down to see Amy's delicate hands softly stroking his cock and he smiled in disbelief. He couldn't believe it was actually happening. Amelia Pond was giving him a hand job as she laid underneath him completely naked; her skin still pink from where he'd grabbed at her.

"Who are you and what have you done with my sweet, little Rory?" Amy joked as she continued to help him wank off.

Rory chuckled through his heavy breaths.

Amy began to open her legs and stopped stroking his cock. "Do I have to guide you again?" Amy smiled. "I want you inside me, Rory."

Rory sighed and smiled as he blushed at hearing those words out of Amy's mouth. He put his hands on her thighs and just looked for a moment. He'd never seen one before; not in the flesh. His medical journals at school certainly didn't count. Slowly he moved inside her. It felt so indescribably good. She was so tight and wet Rory was afraid he might cum then and there.

Rory grabbed her thigh tightly as he thrust his cock in as deep as he could. He moved slowly in and out and Amy started moaning softly. "Oh Rory." her voice grew slightly higher pitched with every thrust. Rory took the hand that wasn't digging into her thigh and started playing with her clit as he started pumping faster. He'd never done it before but he knew how it worked. Thank you, medical journals.

"Oh God!" Amy's moans and screams grew louder as she felt herself about to climax.

"Sshh" Rory covered her mouth with his hand as he continued to pleasure her clit with the other. "You've always been so loud." he spoke short of breath between pumps. There was something incredibly satisfying about her muffled moans and screams vibrating under his firm grasp.

He'd heard her scream as she climaxed before. Not more the 4 months ago after prom he'd attempted to sleep quite unsuccessfully in the room next to hers as he heard her getting pounded by one of her boyfriends. Fucking Jeff. Rory sat in the room next door masterbating to her screaming. "Fuck! Oh God! Please Fuck Me. Oh Fuck Yes". Rory had imagined her bent over the bed getting fucked in the ass as he came to the sound of her voice.

Amy climaxed while Rory fucked her. A high pitch squeal was stifled under his hand. He moved his hands to her hips and held her tight as he started thrusting as fast as he could "Oh, Amy..." he whispered. Amy's eyes grew wide and she gasped as she felt his hot cum fill her up inside.

Rory fell on his back beside her on the bed "Thank you" he whispered. "Amy, you're so beautiful."

"Oh, shut up." Amy turned to lay her arm around him.

"Seriously" Rory looked at her resting her head on his shoulder. "I'm sure you hear people say stuff like that all the time after sex but I mean it."

"Actually, I've never had anyone say 'thank you' or tell me I was beautiful after sex" Amy cuddled up close to him. "They usually fall asleep or just leave."

"What?" Rory was seriously surprised. "I've always thought you were so beautiful since the first day I met you. I figured there was no point in trying to be anything but your friend because... I mean, look at you and look at me." Rory wondered if this was a pity fuck. "Anyway... You're the most beautiful woman I've ever met and could ever hope to have"

"Rory, you're making me blush." Amy hid her face in his chest and Rory tickled her playfully. Amy took a pillow and jokingly hit him with it. "Stop it"

"Never" Rory smiled.