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The Time Vortex shook the TARDIS around them, before slowing to a gentle hum. They’d stabilized, and The Doctor leaned against the console, perspiration covering his forehead. His bowtie hung loose around his neck, his shirt and coat missing, his suspenders pulled over his bare shoulders.
“There you are, old girl. We’re alright now, yeah?”
“Doctor! Hurry up!” Amy’s voice called from deeper in the TARDIS. “We don’t have all day!”
“Actually, Pond, we have all of Time and Space.” The Doctor said, kicking his shoes off, slipping through the halls and arriving at a large bedroom, dominated by a bed in the center.
“I told you he’d say that.” Rory said, sitting on the edge of the bed to pull his socks off.
“Bully.” Amy said, deadpan as she lay nude in the center of the bed. “Honestly, here I am being the hottest person in the room, and you left to stroke the TARDIS console.”
The Doctor slipped his suspenders off his shoulders and jumped onto the bed, jolting a giggling Amy to the side. “I left you Rory!”
“He’s been busy folding his clothes as he takes them off.” Amy laughed.
Rory draped himself over The Doctor’s shoulders, his bare chest pressed against his back. “I personally find that very sexy of me.”
Amy rolled up to her knees, leaning around The Doctor to press a warm kiss to Rory’s lips. Pulling back, she said, “It seems like one of us is a little overdressed.”
Rory’s hands slipped around The Doctor’s waist, flicking open the button of his trousers. Six hands together pushed them down his hips, and then they were all smooth expanses of skin and warmth.
Piled together with wandering hands, The Doctor felt both his hearts speed up.
He wouldn’t trade this for anything.