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Get my back, will you?” She was extending a bottle of sunscreen to him, but he was occupied with staring at her red bikini and didn't answer. “Doctor?” Rose asked. The desire in his eyes gave her the most pleasant thrill.
This new facet of their relationship was brilliant. Once he'd put aside his fears and centuries of Time Lord rules, he discovered he was quite insatiable when it came to wanting Rose Tyler.
“I...well, yes, of course. Can't risk sunburn.” He accepted the bottle of sunscreen and began to apply it to her back. The feel of her skin under his hands was intoxicating, and he thought he might never get used to the sensation.
As it turned out, Rose was never in risk of a sunburn, and it wasn't because she was so well protected. It was because they never made it past the TARDIS doors.