A Romance in Time

As she brushed up to his side, the Doctor seemed to fall back up against the wall. River thrusted her arms around him, pushing her body into his own. "I can't wait any longer, Doctor," she moaned, "I must have you." The Doctor tried to protest, but something stopped him; a sort of giddy feeling inside him took over. She came in to hug him, causing him to shiver from the maddening emotions overpowering him. Her eyes locked onto his, as his did the same, and placed a soft hand on his cheek. The Doctor blushed madly, and could see that River's cheeks were doing the same as well. His hands and teeth clenched, he could hardly feel his legs, and almost thought he would fall over, but River had moved her arms wrapped around his waist. "River, what are you..." The Doctor was interrupted when River came in and kissed his neck. The Doctor quickly shut his eyes, the tickling sensation was too much, it was nearly unbearable. He wanted to giggle but kept quiet. "Doctor, do you really want to know who I am?" River asked him, with her voice low and nearly purring like a cat. This seemed to turn on The Doctor ever so much, but why? Could he be in love? This question crossed his mind, but faded out as he came in and kissed River on the lips. It was sweet and hot; and somewhere through their minds, there were bells ringing. Fireworks went off, and every happy thought they ever had in their lives formed into one, shared, kiss.
When their lips parted, River seemed disorientated, like she had been hit by Cupid's arrow. The Doctor felt the same, but a feeling of satisfaction had been mixed in. They then looked down to see both their hands had unconsciously, or perhaps concisously without meaning, held together; and fit perfectly. They lifted their heads and looked at one another in the eye. The Doctor saw River like he'd never seen before, her curls lit with a beautiful gold, her lips a gorgeous rose color, and the stare of her eyes seemed to last an eternity. To River, the Doctor was more handsome then she'd ever seen him. Every detail to his face added to his beauty, and his eyes, so old and wise, yet so young and vivid. The Doctor closed them and rested his forehead onto hers. A telepathic message from his mind to Rivers' was recieved, and said, I love you.