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Doctor Who - The Greatest Night Ever

Chapter 2

The First Three Years

No sooner after the fancy guest room door is flung open by River; The Doctor cautiously enters inside the room and then singly decides to make it his own mission to check for potential hidden cameras within this one room. He's not someone who likes to accept a presumably normal offer and then who ends up making the mistake of overlooking any suspicious motives concealed within one. He suddenly whips out the Sonic Screwdriver and immediately goes to inspect every corner of the bedroom, bathroom and mini living room. The nature behind his curious behaviour slowly proves to be a challenge for her to put up with.

"Oh for god's sake. There's nothing else here except the two of us. You're doing that rather annoying thing again." She vows, she isn't going to do the cross arm body language gesture with him - otherwise he'd be reading her body language all wrong and making her feel worse.

"What thing?" He's not thoroughly following most of what she's telling him. Luckily he's not as clueless as she thinks he is, seeing as he takes his jacket off and tests the cushiness of the bed, by bouncing up and down on top of it as if were a gymnast.

"You know..." She straightly waves three fingers as if to gesture invisible eyebrows. " The fact you're allowing those eyebrows of yours to work overtime." River said what needed to be said and with everything almost being out in the open between them, she can't restrain herself any longer and soon she slowly inches towards him, even considering the thought of crawling on the bed. No maybe this probably wouldn't be a great start to their making up and might actually send his eyebrows into overdrive.

He finally stops behaving like an overexcited child and soon directly turns to face her. She's too easy to read because he was able to acknowledge something was amiss with her; perhaps she's not happy he's put his gut instincts first before any romantic feelings he has or she believes he's unsure of the right way to express his love for her.

The start of their 24 years date was certainly experiencing more ups and downs than a rollercoaster. He addresses his mistakes and regrets hoping she's not too unhappy with him. "I'm sorry. My instincts are my part of my greatest qualities, they're like two invisible arched statues in the depths of my mind. Anyway you never know what lies within a camera, River - whether it's Cybertech or whether a Silent is lurking behind you."

"Well when you put it that way, it surely brings a whole new meaning to the camera never lies saying. This is the longest we've spent together and if tonight does indeed turn out to be our last night together, I'd like to see you fulfill another promise, keeping to your word instead of doing your "swaggering off on a secret adventure act of your own." Perhaps my handcuffs might actually come in handy, for the rest of our date, if boredom gets the better of the two of us...Oh the stuff we could do..." She relishes every opportunity to

He watches her with an heartfelt smirk, she's quite the fabulous and gorgeous revelation he's always considered her to be, from the very moment he initially became drawn to her and now the thought of saying his goodbyes to her was still stirring the deepest of emotions and causing him great anguish. One thing which works in his favour and serves to be a helpful enough reminder, is how he's someone who doesn't like sad endings and who wants to treat them as differently as possible.

"Me, swaggering off on you, without giving you a second thought? River all I want to do is guarantee you the night of your life and nothing more." She hasn't quite figured him out and now he was looking forward to proving her wrong. Well River does deserve all the appreciation, admiration and the greatest happiness, which she's constantly been searching for throughout 200 year old life.

"Now things between us are getting interesting Darling, for all the right reasons, if you can understand what I mean." She declares in a blissful manner. Her husband was at long last finally speaking her language - speaking of reassurance and intimacy. He's a born romantic yet he doesn't know it in that funny and peculiar intellectual mind of his.

When all is said and done, River aims to pull out all the stops in making the ultimate move on him, by pushing him back on the bed, where he doesn't rest for long. She intends to shower him with love and passion. He sits up straight and forward, with his legs stretched out. He's head over heels, he's smitten and crazy about her. Yet he's not as upfront with her as he probably should be and now he wants to finally put everything right with River once and for all.

He softly places his hands to rest across her shoulders, meets her halfway and dips his head down, capturing her mouth with his. His lips were warm, soft and felt overwhelmingly enticing. She presses her chest up against him and soon she's responding just as equally to his kisses, by caressing his lips passionately, wantonly and thoroughly. Part of her hair curls ticklishly brush across his right cheek, she flicks it back and moves her hands to the back of his neck, massaging and stroking it before moving them through the softness and fluffiness of his hair.

He was an incredible and matured kisser, that's for sure. His love for her boosted the confidence within his kisses. Gone was the nervous, energetic, youthful and thrill-seeking man River had first fallen in love with and now he was a romantic at heart, thoughtful and charismatic, thankfully he still preserves a daring and adventurous side to his regenerated personality.

She didn't take long to loosen his shirt before then having second thoughts because she reckoned he would look much better without it on him. Once she frees him of his blue waistcoat and his white shirt, she rolls them both up into a ball and tosses over her right shoulder blade. She doesn't even check to see as to wherever it lands on the floor, as her unquestionable mind is too preoccupied with plenty of emotion and affection for him. Next River sets her sights on being the one to unfasten his trousers and peeling them down his stick insect legs.

"Hey, they're my best clothes. Please tell me, you're not expecting me to stay as I am, for the next 10 years here. I mean, what would the other female guests say? You stripping me of my clothes, you might soon wish you hadn't chosen this particular strip game choice of yours." He tries to make her feel jealously is useless and it wasn't worth bearing in mind when you know your heart belongs to one person.

It isn't until his eye gives her a cheeky wink, she realizes he's only having fun at her expense. Not surprisingly, she isn't too impressed by his pointless and funny attempts of achieving a pretty naughty performance. "Well, I think we can assume you won't be requiring them back for a while yet and one more thing, I'm a woman who's isn't to be messed with, especially if another woman pushes her luck with trying to snatch you from me. I can take a woman down with just one surprising slap of my hand and make her regret her actions."

"Now why doesn't that surprise me to know?" She's so like her mother - sassy, strong and fueled by the love of an extraordinary man. He and Rory had so-much-in-common than first thought, the fact they were married to two exceptional and beautiful women.

"You're thinking again."

"So."

"I like to think. It's sexy."

"It most certainly is not sexy."

"Why can't it be sexy?"

"Because it's a common distraction."

"Oh come on! And here was me thinking, you're the Queen of Distractions River."

"Okay it's sexy. Now can we please stop playing the 50 Shades of Sexy and make love instead." She was clearly won over by the nickname he had gave to her.

New body, new face, yet the couple were the same as ever, both resorting to mocking and teasing each other relentlessly, exactly like an old married couple who might like to do when spicing up their marriage with sexy remarks and some good old fashioned love making.

His eyebrows may have played a supporting part in attracting attention of humans, aliens and his worst enemies, yet his eyes were ultimately the main headliner for him, in every single way possible. They were what had drawn River to him, she was so lost in his eyes and the galaxies they held. It was really no wonder, she gasped before he even got the chance to greet her properly with her own catchphrase. Well she got there in the end, acknowledging his presence plus the fact he had remained by her side since she set eyes on him.

In the space after what felt like a minute, the last of The Doctor's clothes were discarded, as were River's. She maneuvers herself between his legs and they soon pick up where they left off.

For a split second his eyes flicked shut and he drew a deep breath when left his lips to kis her way across his cheeks and pointy nose. These unfamiliar sensations were arguably becoming his brief undoing, much to her obvious enjoyment.

"Is that what you done with the old me? Turned old me into a quivering wreck." He asks. Beads of sweat form across his forehead while he speaks to her.

"Oh how could I forget? You were an excellent yet curious learner. Everything we did together was pure magic whenever we left alone. Although our first time wasn't as straightforward as I hoped it would have been." She reveals an earlier and important occasion which had meant a lot for River, one which he couldn't recall quite as well as she was able to.

"Did I do something wrong? Oh don't tell me, did I call you Mrs Robinson again?"

"Well to be honest; you lead me into our bedroom in the TARDIS. I pushed you back on our bed and I felt I should undress myself in front of you, so I did. The sight of me standing there naked, caused you faint back on the bed. I couldn't wake you up because you were out for the count."

"And you were annoyed with me?"

"I had every reason to be. Then I asked myself; what was the point of staying angry with you? Because you made it pretty clear to me, you hadn't known how to go as far as a kiss with me."

Talking was obviously a very natural habit of his., probably because of the whole Scottish accent She thinks she should tell to him "Hush" more often. However this time she uses the only technique she can, silencing him with the gorgeous feel of her lips on his.

Every time they kiss. Every pleasurable touch and every escaping moan from either of them, shows they still perfectly fit together like pieces of a jigsaw. This knowledge of this feeling hits home for The Doctor as he blinks back a rolling tear. He hadn't felt anything love in this way before. He's breathless, his hearts poundng as he feels himself buried inside her and her pushing the weight of herself down on him. He believes, she's far too smarter than she looks.

She continues to ravish him completely with her caressing hands and her wondrous tongue, as she moves up and down on his body, making sure she hadn't left no part of it untouched. This feels a lot like the third time she and him made love during the time he invented a fake alien flu name up, in his attempts to talk himself out of spending one Valentine's Day with Amy and Rory. Harsh as it sounded, skipping a day of adjusting to human life by celebrating a romantic day, his own reasons were all in the name of love too with the woman he loved and guaranteeing she was treated to a memorable day with him.

She shakes off this memory and concentrates on his new physique. He's breathless, he arches his neck and tips his head back on the pillow, he was growing accustomed to his wife luscious mouth especially her tongue which was driving him wild. She drew his left nipple into her mouth and then repeated the same action with his right one.

His large hands ran over every inch of her, her breasts, curves and the front and back of her thighs before positioning both of them flatly over her hips. The sensation of her driving him into over and over again, set his blood pulsating throughout his veins and body. They were moving together like a fine time machine, meeting the other thrust for thrust.

Once they peaked together, panting and crying out. He eventually collapsed back on the bed followed by River. She happily snuggles up to him and helps him with lifting the duvet over the two of them.

"I love you, Sweetie." She's very sleepy.

"I know...I love you too" Softly he whispers in her ear. He's unsure whether she'd heard those four remarkable and special words, she had waited to hear him tell her one day. He glances down at her and realizes she's fallen asleep in his arms.

xxxx

They made love at least 4 times; River and The Doctor both took the lead twice - the second time around happened, when she quietly snuck out onto the top balcony to view the Singing Towers for a third time. They sung to her sublimely with hope and warmth from within their two paths. She closes her eyes and tries to picture the true meaning behind why they weren't ignoring her.

"River,, come inside." He whispers. "There's a saying, on the 2nd year of the same night if you leave your own personal quarters or the restaurant's quarters, the monoliths grant you two wishes - one for health and one for love."

"Really? Well it just so happens, I know of a very good one wish for love. One I've wanted since the moment I looked into your eyes and saw all that hidden joy and happiness you kept within them."

"And what exactly would your wish be?" Being a Time Lord and after witnessing how badly behaved she can be, when she thinks he's not looking. He still possesses the ability of knowing where her deepest intentions and secrets

"That's for me to know and for you to find out." She turns around to face him and in the process, she deliberately drops the bed sheet, which she has draped herself in and had taken off him. Well he had looked adorable while he was nestled in the duvet and with one his tanned bare legs sticking out from it.

She pulled him towards her and covered his face with tender kisses. He responds by holding her close to him and stroking her left cheek with his fingers. She shivered with excitement tremendous pleasure because of his firm touch. He's certainly establishing himself as a dynamic learner when it comes to creating unforgettable memories with the love of your life; also he shows he's successful in flattering her with one or two loving compliments and finally with making go weak at the knees just because one of his heart melting gazes.

She closes her eyes to concentrate and soon she feels him lying her back on the lounger. He raises his eyebrow in curiosity, why on earth had a sun lounger been placed on the balcony of a restaurant-built structure? Alphonse clearly hadn't thought through the idea of endorsing his restaurant suggestion.

He laughs off any further thoughts and lies down alongside her on the lounger, resuming the kiss. He actually didn't mind being stark-naked. They spent most of their second time of that everlasting night kissing and cuddling before later taking matters between a step further with each other. If he believed love felt like a foreign language that he couldn't interpret, than he was sadly mistaken. Now he felt openly happy to admit he was wrong and how he had to come realize it was a wonderful feeling to be blessed with.

The feel of her roving hands squeezing his bum, soon snaps him out of the daydreams. She coaxes him into deepening their kisses and doesn't disappoint.

The sun-kissed backdrop of the Singing Towers, glow as beautifully as ever in the background, while they make love again.

xxxx

3 months later

The Doctor and River were attending a celebratory gala for the restaurant. River wasn't trying her old tricks of nabbing any of the glasses of champagne and this left him a bit curious to know, as to why she wasn't drinking any of the wine and was instead of helping herself to most of the delicious food from the buffet. He couldn't work her out from one minute to the next. He was left to question whether the his former life he could be tempting him back or whether his latest taste for fruit-flavored drinks had clouded his way of thinking.

He leads her away from the other guests and gets straight to the point of, with a bit of luck of getting the truth out of his wife, on her unusual behavior. "Why do you look like you want to burst out into song, River?"

"What makes you think that?" She preserves all of her gazes for him, brushes her hand across his wrist and does her usual flirtatious smile.

"For one, you've barely sat down and you've not touched a glass of champagne. River. What's going on?"

"Doctor there's something I should probably tell you. So I'm going to need you to stay calm for me" She braces herself as she prepares to tell her some surprising news. She didn't know what type of reaction he might give, so she had chosen to keep this under wraps from him until the right moment came along.

"River?" His eyebrows twitch into a frown. Although he and River were both half-humans, he didn't really understand why some secrets became the root to unhappiness for many married people. Whatever she planned to tell him, did make him wonder what could possibly be important enough for her to inform him about.

She helps him to realize the truth for himself, as she takes hold of his hands and slowly guides them to her stomach before laying them over the slight bump she has. The thrilled expression said it all - blown away, overjoyed and speechless.

"We're going to be parents." She confirms, in case he hasn't already put two and two together. "Imagine explaining how I managed getting pregnant and giving birth on a 24 years night on Darillium."

"This is going to make things look very fun." She shot him I swear, I will confiscate those Sonic Glasses of yours, if you deliberately broadcast our brilliant news to everyone in this restaurant look. He quickly senses it isn't worth making a blunder of spilling the beans to fellow guests.

Still he can't take his eyes off her caresses her fine-looking baby bump, so he lightly caresses it with one hand. Mixed emotions were instantly beginning to affect him in more ways than one, especially as he finds himself wiping the odd tear or two away from his right eye. "When did you know, you were pregnant?"

"Well, it certainly didn't happen when I was analyzing my Sonic Screwdriver, which by the way, needs an upgrade. Falling pregnant comes naturally. I'd say I've known for at least two weeks. I can't be 1005 certain. Amy told me, you were over the moon for her, after she gave birth and Rory well, he said you had the most stupidest grin on your face when you saw what a perfect family you were."

"He really said I had a stupid grin?" The Doctor was commonly aware of the fact, his grinning tended to irk one or two of his friends and most of his enemies.

"Yes he did. Well you did wind my father up quite a lot." She laughs upon reflecting on one previous instance.

"My grinning isn't as bad as you may think it is." He insists, he has a smile that lives up to perfection. "Look see" He demonstrates a lighter smile, which promptly makes her hearts mellow.

"Of course it isn't. I love you for being yourself and for making me the most happiest woman on Darillium right now." She adores this charming man for never giving up on her, even if; at first she didn't recognize his latest face.

He can't wipe the current smile he has from his face because she had basically floored him with a few great compliments. Their lips meet in a sweet kiss with each other and it didn't take long for the two of them to get themselves lost in the responsiveness of their memorable kiss. A few inappropriate wolf whistles awake them from these moments of tenderness they blissfully sharing with each other.

"Are they whistling for us or against us?" He shot them a look of curiosity.

"Just ignore them.." She strongly insists without glancing back, in the direction of these certain male guests.

He sees why she's doesn't want him to strike up a conversation with these unruly and badly behaved individuals. So he opts to tell her about one of his great skills. "Just so you know River, I'm natural with babies. I even speak and understand the baby language remarkably well. My talent holds no bounds whenever I'm able to astound them, with my many many comical faces."

"This I really have got to see, just so I know you're not singing your own praises far too much." She cries with so much laughter, as she's all too aware of, how he behaves like during those happiest of moments, they found themselves enjoying most of all.

"I'm no longer a Doctor John Disco show off performer, I'm simply the Cosmic Basil."

"Doctor John Disco and Cosmic Basil, really? I can't tell which one sounds more laughable."

"Ah, no wonder it always sounds wrong whenever I try to say it. I blame my love of Cosmic for confusing me."

"That's not much of a surprise." She laughs. She thinks this is the most she's ever laughed and felt the most comfortable, in the company of the man she loves, her one true husband, The Doctor.

"Right where was I?" He's soon finds he's automatically lost track of his bearings and whatever else he was meaning to tell his beautiful wife.

"Apparently you being such a great expert at speaking the Baby language." She answers for him.

"Well, as I was saying..."

She politely cuts him off, by placing her a finger firmly over his lips. "Seriously will you shut up my love and just get us both out of here and whisk me off on a stroll. I don't think I can stand another near moment of the two of us accidentally making ourselves King and Queen of Darillium."

She takes her finger away and finally allows him to freely mull over his thoughts.

"Well, I've been many things - President of the World was my favorite one of all. Being a king might just be the icing on the cake for me and with you River as Queen, surely you might actually warm to the idea of that too." He tries to inspire her into considering this as a possible idea.

"Absolutely not. You're becoming a father and I'm going to need you concentrating on the importance of this." She hopes he will sit up and take notice of these unfamiliar responsibilities, which he's going to adopt and undertake in the next few months.

"Like I said. I'm sure being a parent, it isn't as bad as it looks. If Amy and Rory could be great parents to you River; I'm sure I will be just as good myself." He assumes parenting will bring out the best from within him.

River admires his honesty yet she asks herself how he will likely cope with the sound of a baby's cry and how there won't be any time for focus on his meditation and his so-called Mind storeroom.

End of Chapter

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