The Doctor started from her feet, tracing the sole of her foot, each elegantly painted toe, and then moving upwards in a snaking pattern. Each inch elicited more sighs and moans from Amy. The pleasant tingling feeling was growing into a pulsing rhythm in her loins that demanded action. A few inches before her knickers, he stopped and then started again from the sole of her other foot. By the time he had repeated the process for the other leg, Amy was ready to forget all of her promises to stay still and just jump on him and ride him hard. But when she made an impatient move to do just that, the Doctor pushed her back down on the mattress, gently, but with uncharacteristic dark fire burning in his eyes that made a hot flash of pure physical need flash through Amy's body. "You really have to learn to take the doctor's orders, seriously, Miss Pond." he whispered smoothly.

The Doctor moved on to caress Amy's hands, arms, and the sensitive neck with both his lips and the sonic screwdriver. It felt eerily like having two lovers paying attention to her. They shared a searing kiss before he moved back to where he started, Amy's beautiful breasts, tipped by perfect pink crowns. Now the sensations coursing through Amy's body were reaching a crescendo and Doctor was not far behind. His cock was throbbing and achingly hard and there was nothing he'd like to do more than plunge it into Amy's soft, dripping wet core. Before that though, he had other plans.

"I think I know now where the problem is, Miss Pond," he said in a voice thick with arousal. He pointed the sonic screwdriver towards Amy's loins and watched the seams of her knickers disintegrate. Doctor slowly slid the screwdriver towards Amy's neatly trimmed pussy, until it was hovering about half an inch above her clitoris playing havoc with the sensitive nerve bundle there. Not being able to resist, the Doctor slid his other hand to play as well, sliding first one and then two of his long, beautiful fingers deep into his beloved Amelia Pond, savouring the feel of her hot passage pressing on his digits.

Amy had never imagined that anything could feel quite so exquisitely good. "Doctor!" And with that Doctor could feel her pulsing forcefully around his fingers, with only incoherent moans coming from Amy. In a split second he had replaced the sonic screwdriver with his mouth. He was lapping up her juices, his clever tongue circling her clit and prolonging her orgasm.

While she was still lying there, more than a little dazed, the Doctor entered her in one swift move, giving a deep hiss, finally being able to bury himself in her fully. When Amy came back to her senses, the Doctor was moving in and out in regular rhythm. He was looking intense, like when he was concentrating on solving a particularly complex problem with TARDIS. He smiled at her. "I'm not hurting, you am I?" His cock was filling her so completely, stretching her. But there was no sense of discomfort, as there was definitely more than enough lubricant there. It felt good, and bit by bit Amy could feel the oncoming storm of a second orgasm approaching. Amy shook her head slightly and smiled at him. Amy looked deep into his eyes and tried to think of a ways to make him feel as good as he had made her feel. She started by licking her lips very slowly, very provocatively, pulling his head down for a good long kiss. She ran her hands all over him, every place she could reach. His nipples turned out to be especially sensitive, perhaps some alien feature of his biology. As soon as Amy figured that out, he wiggled enough to get Doctor's attention. "Hey, Doctor, my turn…Lie down on your back. I want to see my Doctor with a plan coming unhinged with desire," she whispered.

When Amy was riding the Doctor, she reached for the sonic screwdriver herself. She had used it before so she knew more or less what to do, but she let the first touch of it on Doctor's skin to be very brief. She need not bothered though. All the power and arousal that she had channelled to the psychic interface of the screwdriver manifested on Doctors skin as an indescribable mix of "Amyness". It had a bit of the silky feel of her fiery hair, a lot of warmth and sunlight, and a smidgeon of something hard and metallic, part of the iron hard core that was at the centre of her. The part that waited for her doctor, that would always wait for her doctor. Whatever the exact components of the sonic screwdriver output were, when it hit the sensitive Gallifreyan nipples, Doctor almost threw Amy off him as he bucked under her. Amy dialled it down a notch, she was not quite ready to let the high and mighty time lord come yet.

The Doctor held on to her hips with his lovely large hands, encouraging her to move faster. Amy caressed his chest and nipples with the screwdriver, eliciting moans and gasps from the Doctor. Seeing him so turned on, his green eyes hazed with desire for her, made her feel incredible. His big hard cock inside her, his hands roaming her body: Amy could feel her orgasm coming closer and closer. The Doctor could feel it as well, and he moved one of his hands so that every time Amy's hips came down, her clit got a nice caress.

When Amy was nearing her orgasm, the Doctor couldn't wait any longer either. With a snarl and an impressive display of Gallifreyan speed and strength he flipped Amy on her knees and started pounding into her with full speed. His other hand was holding her in place but the other one was rubbing her clit, making sure that his lovely Amelia would get to the finish line at the same time as him. It didn't take long before both of them were coming, the Doctor pouring himself into the wet, amazing Amy Pond who was writhing under him, making most unimaginable noises. Afterwards, both of them collapsed, completely spent, on the bed.

"Well, that was the most opportune case of Sylvian Plague that I've ever seen" the Doctor said rather breathlessly. "What do you mean, plague?! I had the plague? And you didn't tell me?" Amy responded, irritated, but really feeling too mellow to do anything about it. But he would pay for that later, Amy swore in her mind. "Well, there was no danger really… You're just so lucky to be traveling with a first rate Doctor by your side" he said kissing her shoulder. "That I am, indeed," Amy sighed.

A/N I've been reading a lot of Amy/11 smut lately (possibly more than what's good for me :) and some of it is really good. I'm not sure if it's worthwhile for me to keep with Whofic, maybe it's not worth it with all the first grade stuff out there. Should I just go back to vampires? Let me know, plz?