"Oh, yes," he murmured, letting the rapture of the moment fill him. "I need to get you to hold on to this."
He had no doubt that he could have a lovely five minutes (or five hours, or five days, for all he knew... too many unknown variables) of pretending, but he wanted more. He pressed a hand to the Doctor's cheek, and as he spoke, their lips all but touched. "Will you help me?"
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Date: 2010-12-21 09:56 pm (UTC)He had no doubt that he could have a lovely five minutes (or five hours, or five days, for all he knew... too many unknown variables) of pretending, but he wanted more. He pressed a hand to the Doctor's cheek, and as he spoke, their lips all but touched. "Will you help me?"