Ohnoez, she's having one of her hair-brained ideas again!
So, in brief, here is the story: I just found today (at work, no less!) a free-for-the-taking vintage edition of The Joy of Sex. There is no end to how amused I am by this. And, honest-to-goodness my first thought was, "How can I use this for ficcing purposes?"
Well, the answer is right here.
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It's been a long day. When the Doctor greets her at the door with a glass of wine and leads her gently to the bedroom, she thinks she could not love him any more.
He strips her by candlelight, guiding her onto the bed. She's so focused on what he's doing with his mouth that she doesn't notice the flames until he's up and running for the kitchen fire extinguisher.
“This is not a problem!” the Doctor shouts. Flopping back onto their bed, Rose resolves to purchase a bedroom extinguisher as well, and loves him just a little bit more.
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