"Rose! The Doctor cried out in the throes of ecstasy.
Breathing heavily, he gently lowered himself to lie by her side, throwing an arm over her waist.
She ran a hand through his thick sweat, soaked hair. It was shot through with silver; he was gorgeous.
The Doctor looked over at his wife of 23 years and loved the cute crinkles framing her whiskey colored eyes. Her hair was equally as sprinkled with silver like his was. She was more beautiful every year and he was proud to be her husband.
With happy sighs, they snuggled together in total bliss.