A Stolen Moment

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The Doctor's thumb traced circles on the back of her hand, and Rose felt a comfort in the familiar gesture. "I've never felt this way before," he admitted, his voice barely above a murmur. "It's like... it's like I've been waiting for you all my lives."

Rose's chest tightened at his words. "Me too," she whispered. "But what if it's just the thrill of the adventure? What if it goes away once we're not running anymore?"

He took her face in his hands, his gaze intense. "Rose, this isn't just about the adventure. It's about you. You're the most amazing person I've ever met, and I... I can't imagine traveling without you by my side."

Their eyes searched each other's, the unspoken words hanging heavy in the air. The Doctor leaned in again, and this time their kiss was more than just a question. It was an answer, a declaration of feelings that had been building since the day they first met.

The TARDIS rumbled around them, a gentle reminder that their lives were far from ordinary. Yet, in this moment, all that mattered was the connection that had grown stronger with every passing star system.

The Doctor broke the kiss, his eyes searching hers. "We'll figure it out," he said with a soft smile. "We always do."

Rose nodded, her heart racing. "Yeah, we will."

They lay there, wrapped in each other's arms, the hum of the TARDIS lulling them into a sense of peace. For now, the universe could wait. They had all the time in the world to explore the depths of their feelings.

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As the TARDIS drifted through the time-stream, they both knew that their relationship was about to change in ways they couldn't even begin to understand. But for now, they were content with the quiet intimacy of their stolen moment, the promise of a love that could span the entirety of time and space.

The Doctor's hand trailed up her arm, his touch sending shivers down her spine. They lay there, breathing each other in, feeling the warmth of their bodies pressed together. The fabric of her pajamas was thin, offering no barrier to the heat that radiated from his skin.

Rose felt his hand on her cheek, turning her face towards his. Their eyes locked, and she could see the depth of his feelings, a storm of emotions that mirrored her own. His hand moved to the back of her neck, his fingers playing with her hair as his other hand slid to her waist, pulling her closer.

Their kiss grew more urgent, their breaths mingling as the passion between them ignited. The Doctor's hand slipped beneath her pajama top, his fingertips tracing the line of her spine. Rose gasped into his mouth, arching into his touch.

They kissed as if they were trying to devour each other, as if they could somehow absorb the essence of the other and make it their own. Their bodies moved in a silent dance, fitting together perfectly as if they had been made for this moment.

The Doctor's hand continued its exploration, cupping her breast, his thumb brushing against her nipple. Rose's hand found its way to his chest, feeling the rapid beat of his heart beneath her palm.

Her own breaths grew quicker, her body responding to his every touch. She felt a thrill of excitement as his hand moved lower, tracing the curve of her waist, and she reached for the hem of his shirt, eager to feel his bare skin against hers.

Their clothes fell away, discarded on the floor of the TARDIS, forgotten in the face of their newfound passion. The Doctor's hands were everywhere, exploring her curves and valleys as if he were mapping out a new planet.

Rose's own hands were not idle, roaming over his broad chest, feeling the muscles tense and relax as she touched him. Her fingertips danced over his stomach, and she felt his breath hitch as she reached lower.

Their bodies were a tapestry of sensations, each touch, each kiss a thread that wove them closer together. The Doctor's hand slid down her thigh, his fingertips grazing the sensitive skin of her inner thigh before finding their way to the heat between her legs.

Rose moaned softly, her body quivering with need. The Doctor's eyes searched hers, looking for permission, for reassurance that this was what she wanted. She gave it to him with a nod, and he took her hand, placing it over his heart.

"Feel this," he whispered. "Feel how much I want you."

Her hand flattened against his chest, and she could feel the rapid beat of his heart, a rhythm that matched her own. She knew that this was more than just desire; it was a connection that transcended time and space.

They moved together, their bodies speaking a language that needed no words. The Doctor's kisses grew more urgent, his touch more insistent. And when he finally entered her, it was as if the entire universe had aligned just for them.

Their movements grew more frantic, their breaths mingling as they reached for the stars. The TARDIS's gentle rocking only added to the sensation, as if the ship itself was a part of their dance.

Rose felt the tension coil inside her, tightening with every stroke. She clung to the Doctor, her nails digging into his back as she approached the precipice.

And when she finally fell over the edge, the Doctor was right there with her, his own release a silent shout of triumph against the vastness of the cosmos.

For a moment, they lay there, panting and entwined, the only sound the steady beat of their hearts. And in that moment, they knew that no matter what the future held, they would face it together.

The Doctor pulled her closer, his arms a warm embrace that she never wanted to leave. "Rose," he whispered, his voice filled with awe. "You're... you're amazing."

Rose smiled, feeling a warmth that had nothing to do with their passionate encounter. "So are you," she murmured, her voice filled with a tenderness she had never felt before.They lay there, wrapped in the warmth of their love, the TARDIS's gentle hum the only sound in the quiet night. Their hearts were racing, but slowly, they began to find their rhythm with each other's breaths. The Doctor's hand remained on her cheek, his thumb brushing softly against her skin, as if he was afraid she would vanish if he let go.