"You've run so far and so long. I feel the ache and the exhausted burn in your bones..." she said gently holding his head in her hands and pressing her forehead against his. Her thoughts then gently fluttered against his psyche's pleasure center like the wings of a dove. "Hello my Doctor... how I've missed you... how I've wanted to make you mine..."
He didn’t moved from the touch, after the last couple…touches she had inflicted on him, this was surprisingly nice.
And then he shuddered, giving a low moan at the gentle brush, his eyes snapped open and he took a step back, staring at her a bit startled before he quietly said “it’s you…”