Disclaimer: I made this up on the spot to entertain a friend and not to make any money; not that I'm capable of making any money out of this.

A/N: my other fic is being troublesome, and I found this on my hard drive, so I thought I'd post it to cheer alimoseby up.

Three Sips

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There was a merry twinkle in the Doctor's eye as he looked over his glass of water and sipped it daintily.

Donna wondered what he was thinking exactly as his gaze wandered to her body.

Could his attention be on her sleeveless dress, where she had exposed her shoulders? The candle light made her skin glow softly against the rich fabric of her dress.

Or had his eyes focused on the trail of lace that edged her gown and held up the swell of her breasts?

She breathed slowly as she tried to decide.

In turn, she wanted to reach out and touch his hand, feel the cool skin of his long fingers; mesh their hands together as one and sense his heartbeats as they counterbalanced hers.

Instead she reached for her own wine glass, swirling the stem between her fingers, judging the weight of it in her hand before lifting it to her lips; pressing them onto the crystal in delicate flutters in the vain attempt to leave hardly a smidge of lipstick behind.

She sensed rather than knew that his full attention was on her mouth as she swallowed three sips of sparkling water.

So she pursed her lips, making the pout as sensual as she could.

He immediately cleared his throat, and she knew she have achieved her goal.

He wanted her now.