The Doctor stood in front of Clara as he let the sonic glasses work their magic of erasing the message from her memory. Personal space forgotten, he lent in close, her scent enveloping his senses and his eyes took in every inch of her stunning features, imprinting into his memory a face he had feared he'd never see again; her round cheeks that he had made fun of so many times before, even though it always excited him to see them glow whenever she was happy. Her deep brown eyes seemed to shine through the glasses as they stared back at him with what he could only hope was pure affection, and dare he say it, love? Even her smile seemed brighter than he remembered, her dimples winked at him as her smile grew wider when she seemed to notice that his gaze had lingered a second too long on her lips. Those soft lips that had attacked him not too long ago; not that he was complaining.

"So what was it, your ghost?" Clara asked, her ever-curious nature getting the better of her, causing her to break their short, silent moment.

"A hologram, like the one we made of you to lure the ghosts into the Faraday Cage." He explained, still refusing to take his eyes off her, his face mere inches from hers. He loved the glow in her eyes that appeared when he did a clever thing. It made his chest swell with pride. "With a soupcon of artificial intelligence and a few pre-recorded phrases thrown in"

Clara went to remove the glasses but the Doctor quickly slapped her hands away. She huffed at him but he ignored her impatience, switching the glasses off before gently lifting them off the bridge of her nose and swooped down to capture her in a kiss. White heat sparked between their lips, blood boiling in their veins. He felt Clara smirk against his mouth, causing him to smile and tilt his head forward to deepen the kiss, plunging his tongue past her lips, reveling in her sweet taste. They slowly pulled away from each other, adorning grins on their faces, both breathing heavily. Clara raised an eyebrow at him but he just smirked as he stood up, giving her room to move from her seat.

Clara shook her head, slightly perplexed. She had never imagined that the Doctor could be so affectionate. Granted, he'd become more tolerable to her hugs that she sprang on him, even initiated a few himself in recent weeks. But this was on whole other level, one that caused a grin so big her cheeks hurt just thinking about it. Where was the grumpy grey stick insect that flapped his arms and snarled at anyone who tried to touch him? Not that she minded, she enjoyed this version very much, especially if the contact only escalated from this point on, then she couldn't wait.

The Doctor's gaze followed her movements until he was pulled back into reality when Cass sat in front of him, signing something to him. The doctor turned to Lunn who attempted to hide his laughter.

"She's asking if the kissing is part of the procedure."

Clara snorted and the Doctor just glared down at Cass as he placed the glasses on her nose, the tips of his ears turning pink. Cass grinned.