The Doctor snapped his fingers and the TARDIS doors flew open, light spilling onto the rocky red and orange ground of Akhaten, just outside where the Festival of Offspring was making its way into the second day of Funtivities. The citizens were feasting and enjoying their newfound freedom from their unrelenting, imposter of a God.
The Doctor flung his coat onto the coat rack with a sense of ease that could only come from hundreds of years of a repetitive action such as this. He walked across the floor and clasped his warm hands together. He walked over to the control board in the center of the TARDIS and placed his hands down on the edge board, taking caution not to touch any of the controls lest he inadvertently travel to another world before Clara came aboard.
Clara.
He stopped at that thought. For the past few weeks he had had Clara by his side. They had been traveling here and there. Anywhere and everywhere. They had gone up and down. Left and right. Forward in time, backwards in time. They had traveled so far in the mere amount of time that they had been together, and he had never been happier.
Even when he was with the Ponds… He choked.
He couldn't think about them yet. They were still raw in his mind. Manhattan had been an ordeal that would take some time for him to overcome. Years. Tens upon hundreds of years. And then. Finally he would be able to think of them without tears stinging his eyes.
He turned around on his foot and pointed his finger at Clara who had just entered through the TARDIS door. “Alright,” he said, “Where do you…” He trailed off as he watched her take off the coat that she had been wearing these past two days. Her back was to him as she hung the coat up next to his and turned around.
Her hands were clasped together behind her back as she glanced around the TARDIS. Even after a few weeks she still had not been able to fully adjust to the whole lifestyle that came as a side effect when you traveled with the Doctor. It was a weird transition for her to understand. Back when she lived in Chiswick her only concern was the children that she watched and making sure that the WiFi worked properly.
She did not even notice that the Doctor was staring at her, but stare he did. His eyes took in every single part of her. At this exact moment, he was more observant than a fully awake, Sherlock Holmes who was functioning highly.
His eyes did not miss a single piece of her. He ran his eyes over her face, sculpting her big brown eyes into his mind as to never forget the beauty that was held in them. He traced her mouth onto the paper in his head, the slightly parted lips, and the slightly bemused expression that had fallen upon them as she looked around. He worked his way down to her neck, engraving the little hollow at the bottom of her neck that ran into her collarbone into his head. He could faintly see the beating of her heart pulsing through the veins that ran up her neck. Making a steady beat on her skin.
He continued down her body until he landed upon her breasts. The Doctor was, of course, a gentleman and tried to tend to avert his eyes to such personal affairs, such as womens breasts. But this wasn't just another woman. In their brief time, Clara had unknowingly become his desire.
He did not delude himself though that Clara returned that same desire. He had had a massive number of companions through his years, and many of them had fallen for him. Many in a way that he just couldn't return. But alas she seemed different. She had an aura of power and self control that many girls did not. There had been many situations where Clara had been less of a companion and more of a partner. She was able to handle herself in perilous situations unlike any of the others.
The others had grown fond because of what he suspected was a necessity of safety. Clara seemed not to have that need. She had come aboard as all the others had, with the same confused mindset, but she had not stayed for the same reason. The others were there because they felt they owed him, She was there because she had a passion for thrill that could not be fulfilled in her other life.
