[ Clara only has a moment to take in her surroundings before she's laughing softly against the Doctor's mouth before sinking into her kiss. Letting the door support her weight, her hands push through hair that reminds her of a field of yellow flowers. And it's soft, so much softer than she imagined.
As they kiss, she takes her turn to taste and hums in approval before her hands slide down to the Doctor's hips. As she tugs them closer together, she wonders if the Doctor can hear her heart pounding against her ribs, wonders if her hearts are beating to match. ]
I knew you'd be a good kisser.
[ Said in between kisses, and she pauses to kiss all the way down her neck, then back to her mouth. ]
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As they kiss, she takes her turn to taste and hums in approval before her hands slide down to the Doctor's hips. As she tugs them closer together, she wonders if the Doctor can hear her heart pounding against her ribs, wonders if her hearts are beating to match. ]
I knew you'd be a good kisser.
[ Said in between kisses, and she pauses to kiss all the way down her neck, then back to her mouth. ]