“Did you know,” he said as he nibbled her collarbone.
Rose trailed her fingers through his hair. He’d let it grow, and it was soft and fine at the nape.
“– that humans have special nerve fibres in the skin which specifically send pleasure messages?” He lifted his hand and stoked down the length of her arm. “A medium light touch, four to five centemetres a second, is optimal.”
Her fingers left his hair and traced down his spine.
“Ohhh,” his exhale was another caress, “and did you know that humans have many more pleasure nerve fibers than Time Lords?”