Doctor Who - The Greatest Night Ever

Chapter 8

7 more years came and went, they'd lasted more like as if they were 7 weeks rather than years to be honest. Over this period of time, Emilia had grown to become a mature teenager, on the brink of becoming an adult and she even became able to teach her parents a thing or two about the rights and wrongs regarding keeping secrets from each other. It was wonderful to see, how she had certainly picked up all the right instincts and mannerisms from her mother. Plus she happened to take after her father too, especially with her having the same eyebrows expression he has the usual habit of giving, as well as the crossed arms thing.

One morning, River quietly climbs out of their bed, picks up her burgundy dressing gown and pushes her hands through it's sleeves, as she places it over her, in order to keep herself warm. She glances over her shoulder and smiles lovingly, as she sees her husband looking adorable while he's blissfully asleep. She's got a plan of sort to surprise him with. She had told Emilia, the night before, what exactly her plan involves and didn't have to wait long because straight away she got the thumbs up from her daughter - to push ahead with her secret plan.

Since settling down on Darillium, time had clearly served the time traveling couple splendidly well especially with the two of them, discovering one or two more undiscovered things about each other. Firstly River being quite the screamer and secondly, The Doctor's hands becoming more active and exploring than ever. It was guaranteed 100% confirmation of how incredibly close and happily in love enough they were. Although she did occasionally crave the one or two adventures every now and then, she felt she couldn't go behind his back like she use to do so, when he had the younger Time Lord face.

Tiptoeing around the living room in the dark, perhaps wasn't actually the best idea of all, as she knew she was almost certainly, foolishly dallying with the risk of waking him up. Even in the darkened living room, she was still able to pick up his Sonic Screwdriver and place it inside her dressing gown. She quietly sneaked out to the back garden and soon started working on her surprise. She remained hopeful, The Doctor wouldn't get the wrong impression - she was sure he wouldn't because for once, most importantly, she was putting him first not herself.

Nardole and Ramone were also in on her grand romantic gesture as well. Both of them had expressed the exact same thought: "From everything we've learned about The Doctor here on Darillium, the both of us are pretty much in agreement with each other, over the fact we're pretty sure The Doctor is smart enough to know something is going on behind his back, without him even having to read your mind. Well he has got the greatest mind more than anybody else we know."

River admired their respect for her husband, well afterall he certainly had been attracting plenty of followers/fans over their time together on this mesmerizing planet. She wasn't as jealous as she thought she might be. It was just wonderful to see him being reminded, alien tourists/residents as well as human tourists held as much respect and belief as Nardole and Ramone did for him.

With the Singing Towers still attracting the entire landscape of Darillium particularly in the far background, a mile from, where their home had brought them so many joyful and memorable moments over the years. Now she didn't want their final years on this fantastic planet to end on a sour note. While she got lost in her thoughts, she obviously hadn't heard The Doctor quietly walking up behind where she was kneeling in the garden.

His tallish figure soon towers over her like one of the monoliths. Without even having to turn to face him; she proves how brilliantly-minded enough she is, becoming aware of his eyes watching her intently and how he's longing to wrap his arms around her waist.

"Professor Song, would you mind explaining to me - just what exactly you're doing out here by yourself, in the dark? Because you might attract someone's attention; perhaps someone who might attempt to use their Sonic Screwdriver... to seek answers from you." He asks. Once she gets to her feet, she can instantly feel his warm breath on the back of her neck. Her mind is racing far too much with smutty thoughts, for her to answer his question.

"Well? Believe me you don't want to keep me waiting long for an answer because you see I have this Sonic Screwdriver and it can not only open doors but it can also..."

She spins round to face him and instantly silenced him by placing her middle finger over his lips. Before she gave herself the chance to speak, she felt suddenly overcome with desire, seeing how her eyes couldn't resist the temptation of detailing every part of his handsome figure - particularly his athletic legs and his firm chest.

"Yes I'm quite sure, there are countless other ways you like to use your Sonic Screwdriver." She happily informs him with a knowing smirk, even more as soon as she feels the warmth of his lips pressing kisses across her fingertips, once she had removed her middle finger. Once her Time Lord husband was done with demonstrating his obvious affection for her, he

"So, what are you doing out here? Let me guess...shussh... something that involves you trying to create a mini adventure for the both of us." He leans closer, whispering this posing thought deeply and breathlessly in her ear.

The feel of his warm breath upon her skin, certainly did enough to make River feel weak at the knees and want to ravish more than ever. "Oh really? so what led you to believe this?"

"Well Emilia has asked me recently, she said she wants to experience seeing the stars from the TARDIS, for the first time."

"She says a lot of things to impress you, most of the time. Besides she wants a life of time traveling adventures and meeting other humans and aliens. Hardly comes as much of a surprise, if you ask me." River smiles to herself in thought.

She strokes his glowing left cheek with her hand and then pushes herself up on her two feet, so her eyes are level with the tip of his curved nose.

"Like mother like daughter obviously." The Doctor flashed a wise smile, while his eyes watched her with such beautiful affection.

She tilts her head to the right for a moment, as if to wonder what had made him come up with an old-fashioned statement and smiles. Her eyes lock themselves onto his lips firstly before they intimately meet his piercing passion-filled blue eyes. She throws her arms around the back of his neck, as she takes in what he had just said. Her loving husband, as curious and questioning as ever, happened to mistakenly believe she

"Wait! Don't tell me...I've said something stupid again haven't I? If I have, well you should know time has a funny old way of making me say strange things ."

Nothing had changed much about the Time Lord during the years he had spent with his family. He still retained the same qualities and habits about himself - sharing his time-traveling experiences with Emilia, occasionally he felt socially awkward and addressing a mistake he makes, seconds after making it. Normally they worked together on solving the third one, with handwritten apology/confidence booster cards. She had come across a bulk of cards he kept in the inside pocket of his coat and so she decided to add to them with newer ones.

"Far from it, my love." She acts quickly to reassure him, his comment had actually felt quite constructive. "Now one question, shall we head back inside or shall we stand here just a little while longer, entwined in each other's arms." She asks, as she admires with the most glorious of smiles.

His ability of knowing how to comfort her at the right moment was remarkable as ever, so much so this made her start to wish, they could stay like this forever - yet she knew they couldn't.

"Mm...oh well that's an easier enough question for me to answer then. For a start, you can show me... what this certain surprise of yours is for me out here." He suggests while they're still busy cuddling.

River pulls away and quietly gives a nod of approval. She happily frees herself from his embrace and soon gets straight to revealing what surprise she has for him. Well there wouldn't be much point in making him wait just that little bit longer.

She concentrates hard as her fingers grip themselves around his blue shiny Sonic Screwdriver, before pointing it down at the ground. The Doctor looks on with curiosity, as he starts to wonder whether her plan might be end up being some sort of love gesture or something for them to both remember. The eventual answer to her grand plan suddenly glowed beneath his feet; right in front of his eyes - almost blinding him in the process. From what he could tell, it was a love shaped symbol with their names engraved in the centre of it.

"You've just sonic graffit'd grass? You know, I don't know what to say right now..."

"A gosh this is lovely Sweetie would be more than welcome."

"I wasn't counting on my name being graffit'd on the ground here. No one knows who my name is, they're not meant to know...ever, apart from you River." He can't recall the very moment he had revealed his first name to her. He assumes it may have happened during the time they were celebrating Emilia's fifth birthday. While observing children around the same age as his daughter, The Doctor had been reminded of home...Gallifrey.

He had recalled memories of when he was a young child himself and how he dealt with children who bullied him at school because of his unusual floppy looking hair. So seeing Emilia playing alongside her friends, came as quite a huge relief for him to see. While sharing one conversation with River and as she comforted him, he unintentionally revealed his name to her, which had helped set his mind at ease when it came to thinking about the prospect of the future.

For once River was actually left speechless, unsure of what else to tell him, the moment she learned his Gallifreyian name. She understood he was still being reminded of home especially whenever he observed how their daughter interacted with other youngsters. She also learned from him about how first-time regenerations occurred.

"Girls were also forbidden from attending Time Lord Academy. From everything I can remember, Time Lords expected a handful of graduates from the Academy to regenerate into young female Time Lords because they knew this would fool the Daleks."

"That's terrible. No one can fool any Dalek, I thought Time Lords might have known that themselves."

"We...they thought they could so long ago. I think that's what started the first wave of Dalek invasions on Gallifrey because of one wrong belief."

Living an happy-ever-after together, clearly had delivered so many unforgettable memories, ones which The Doctor hoped to never forget after River goes on to save his younger self at the Library. Over the years, as the married time travelers slowly become reacquainted with each other romantically after so long apart. Despite this, River and The Doctor's marriage still remained a pillar of strength throughout.

River didn't waste any time, in getting her smirking husband back into the house and then back into the candle-lit bedroom which overlooked a different part of the garden. The flickering candles eliminated the darkness and gloom of the night sky outside the window. She launched herself at him in what felt like record time. They landed on the bed at the same time, half naked, most of their clothes were scattered about the floor - leading from outside the doorway towards their bed itself.

"River..." He gasped; placing one hand around her, flatly across her lower back. He pulled her closer to him, their bodies merely inches apart.

She traced a finger around his sizable bulge, smiling to herself while she was doing this. Oh River knew every inch of him well enough, to know what exciting ways she could try, as her way of leaving him feeling hot under the collar and to render him speechless especially with the use of her frisky hands.. Well didn't come as any surprise anyway, to see the very predictable effect she was already having on him.

It was rather alluring and exciting to see him, longing to make love to her - judging from the latest relaxed, affectionate look on his face, which pretty much said it everything that needed to be said.

She stroked his stubbly cheek with her other hand. "I'm sure time can wait just that a little longer." She whispers in his ear. She didn't want thoughts of her next Archaeology mission which was scheduled to start elsewhere tomorrow, spoiling their current happiness right now.

Once she crawled on top of him, she cupped his face between her hands before dipping her head and kissing those fine lips of his. The Doctor had certainly become incredibly confident, with the marital intimacy they always liked to share between each other. He smiled throughout their lingering kiss. Despite the fact, she would normally hate it whenever he didn't bother too much concentrate while kissing her, she felt a prickle of electricity because of how he breathtakingly holds her during these meaningful moments.

However on this certain occasion, he wasn't looking as though he planned on messing around or frustrating her. With passion building up and slowly rushing through the veins of his 2,020 year old body, The Doctor gave into his deepest desires.

"What if Jack walks in on us, he won't will he? That man can be so annoyingly unpredictable of late."

"Oh forgot to mention, I sonic'd our bedroom door,so nobody else can enter uninvited."

"Wait a minute, when...how did you ..."

"And here was me thinking you knew me well enough, like as though you were reading from the pages of the Star Galaxy A-Z." The Doctor grinned up at her like a lovestruck idiot. The Star Galaxy A-Z guide usually came in handy for any time-travelers whom required a booklet list of newly discovered constellations or planets anywhere within time or space.

She gave him a playful dig in the bicep with her left thumb, as part of her response towards him - after the exact moment she worked out when he had likely retrieved his Blue Sonic Screwdriver from her nightgown.

"Good to know I'm forgiven then." He half chuckles.

"What makes you think that? In my book, forgiveness isn't always considered to be a straightforward solution to everything." Of course she was lying, she just wanted to make him sweat as much as she possibly can.

"Well...it's just that look on your face... you like to give me whenever I end up making a fool of myself." Oblivious to the fact, she was quietly enjoying watching him sweat like a nervous politician. The Doctor really had begun to believe she wasn't best pleased with him.

"Okay...I may as well be honest with you Sweetie before you start going all Scottish on me yet again. If you weren't lying here completely naked beneath me, I may not be quite as forgiving but seeing you in your splendid naked form, I couldn't resist the temptation to tease you somewhat." She owned up, knowing how impossible it would be for her to keep up the pretense longer than she originally planned to.

"So you mean to tell me, you intended to make me pay for the way I distracted you, just because I got my Sonic Screwdriver from you?" She tricked him, she had actually tricked him. It was no wonder River's certain strategies, which happened to involve telling him one or two lies, managed to work spectacularly on him everytime.

"Well I hardly think it's a crime of the century for me to do so anyway." She protested by raising one hand in the air.

"No it isn't. We both maybe as stubborn as each other but what we share is something extra special, something no one else is allowed to, even throughout time itself."

"Sweetie." River was moved by his words. She gently caressed his right cheek with her hand, with such affection and tenderness. She reclaimed his lips with her own. Their many kisses showed no sign of lust, in fact they tended to be soft and tender.

The Doctor anchored his arms around her carefully, kissing his wife for what genuinely did feel like an eternity. His mouth traces kisses from her chin to the corners of her ears for a few minutes before picking up where it left on, pursuing it's aim of snogging her persistently until those wonderful cheeks of her glowed bright crimson.

They soon went toe-to-toe with each other, as their hands slowly caressed and explored every single part of the other's body. He tore himself away "You're blushing, well that didn't take too long to happen."

"If anyone's ever likely to blush in this room, I can tell you it's certainly not going to be me, my love. However if I were to, I'd know...believe me"

"She doesn't know is blushing, she really...unbelievable." He silently thought. Any slip of the tongue from him would regrettably give the game away, so he was careful not to say too much in the meantime.

"You're thinking again, It's very annoying when you do that." She happily points out. It was amusing because she couldn't stay pissed off at him for longer than five minutes.

"Oh come on... it's not that bad. You do it too and it's never annoyed me. So anyway..."

River overcome with sexual frustration, unexpectedly dug her heels into his arse and nails into his back. She smirked, the moment she was quite certain she heard him cry out with a blissful sound escaping his lips. The euphoric and ravished looks he gave while responding to her playful actions in the bedroom, were always a joy to witness for her.

The thrusts of passion soon grew stronger between the Time Lord and his Professor wife. With their gazes locking, she placed her hands on the tops of his shoulder, as she slowly sank down on him. She lost count how many times they'd made love over the last 15+ years. Deep down she had pretty much convinced herself that this certain intimate scenario would importantly provide unforgettable memories indeed for her and The Doctor.

She gasped at the incredibly feel of instant fullness. Well the look across her face said everything for him to know, once he buried himself inside her. "Ohh sweetie, I must say your department down..."

"River shushh." Embarrassment wasn't exactly the issue for him, right there and then. No, this was more like a perfect opportunity for him to silence her - going about it, the only precise way he's confident enough of knowing how to.

The next look she gave him, as her eyes glanced down at him, was a rather chucklesome one to say the least. Without warning he flipped her over, making sure she was laid back on the bed and he was now on top of her, grinning like the king of all cats. His thrusts quickly picked up speed and momentum. Spurred on by the insatiable sight of him making love to her. In response she was showing just how unique her skills were in the bedroom, by matching him thrust for thrust, groan for groan and for pure concentration.

She couldn't describe even in her own mind, the magnificent effect he was having upon her, given that her usual thoughts were drifting off a little bit. While she found herself melting away to each and every single touch and thrust he made, her frizzy hair flopped down around her shoulders. Of course she remained unaware of this, yet the Doctor was happily conscious of how beautiful this made her look, like a glowing greek goddess with her hair down.

She moulded herself to him, anchoring her legs around his hips, lightly squeezing them as she effortlessly managed to keep up this ultimate pace with him. Even whilst under heavy lidded eyes and therefore slowly losing his bearings of the four walls around him, he felt a greater wave of passion engulfing him.

"Ohh River...don't fucking stop...please don't fucking stop." She quite enjoyed listening to him, blurting out an expletive word in surprising fashion. She knows it's maybe fairly unusual for her husband's latest body, to be swearing like some sort of Scottish spin doctor, yet somehow this honestly doesn't bother her whatsoever.

She nodded and smirked to herself, oh she didn't intend to stop satisfying him just yet.

Over the next couple of hours, turns were taking between them. The Doctor had River pinned up against the wall like a masterpiece at an art exhibition. They also decided to make love in the shower which was connected to the bedroom. River's screams were as legendary and delicious to listen to more than ever. However much the loved up pair pushed each other, they certainly thrived on observing the other's adventurous nature . Even cream and different fruits were used during that night, with River naughtily squirting his neck with a tin of whipped cream and wasting no time to run her tongue over where she squirted it across his neck.

Three hours later, an exhausted River had fallen asleep and The Doctor was busy admiring her like 'a monolith admiring it's audience'. Thanks to some quick-thinking, he had found a duvet and placed it over them. He held her in his arms, half-tight against the warmth of his frame. He chuckled quietly when he saw a reflection of how his hair now looked in the mirror, which was on the opposite side of the room, facing their bed. His hair looked a right old mess, very much resembling a rock star's hairdo and smelt of a strawberry hair conditioner. No wonder River couldn't get enough of him lately.

As sleep soon got the better of him, he remained hopeful about these last four years of their life they would be spending together, that they wouldn't zoom by in record time.

End of Chapter

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I may write an epilogue in the New Year, to round off this fanfic.