She woke up with his head between her thighs. Lapping between her legs relentlessly Rose tried to lift her hips, desperately wanting to thrust into his face. She whimpered, feeling his arm settling obverse her stomach to keep her from moving. She could feel him smirking. He suddenly pulled himself up, laying half on top of her. Before she could get a word in he kissed her lazily. Nibbling slightly on her bottom lip. Tongue slowly slipping into her mouth. Rose slipped her hand into his closed cropped hair, he hummed smiling into the kiss. His hand traveled downwards, skimming over the soft skin of her stomach, heading almost determinedly to her heat. His fingers slowly teasing her sensitive outer skin. It was a sweet torturous build up. Rose clutched the hand that was not in his hair tightly to the blanket, hoping he would just hurry up. Seeming to notice her distress he slid in one finger working in and out of her twisting and curling his fingers hitting the right spot. His thumb furiously rubbed at her clit. Pulling back from the still relatively sweet kiss, she moaned almost ridiculously loud. The doctor moved his head down to suck at a pressure point in roses neck. It was all too much. Clenching around his fingers, she came, groaning and panting as she did. After her orgasm her rolled them over rose lying on top of him, burying her head into the crook of his neck. Hiding the flush she could feel rising to her cheeks. "Morning," he said, sounding completely content. Rose could hear his sucking on the fingers that were previously occupied. Seemingly smacking his lips in emphasis. Rose snuggled closer into him. Sighing out tiredly "Morning." The Doctor chuckled at the her slowly easing her self back into sleep. He kissed her forehead, losing himself in thoughts of his precious girl.