[pulls him to her by the lapels and crashes her lips against his BECAUSE OF BLOODY REASONS]
He made a little panicky noise. Startlement. Bewilderment.
His hands made little helpless grasping gesticulations in the air on either side of her hips before finding purchase there, and–
–that speech he’d given Rose, once, long ago, about being able to feel the turn of planets under his feet, of knowing how fast the world orbited the Sun and the Sun orbited the heart of Mutter’s Spiral The Milky Way and how fast the galaxy hurtled through The Universe–
–all of that spinning whirling hurtling, oh, it just stopped, The Earth stopped–
–the Sun stopped–
–the galaxy spiraled to a halt–
–she tasted of–
–and she was warm like–
–and when he could breathe again, respiratory bypass system thoroughly bypassed, he touched his forehead to hers and he laughed a trembling laugh.
“Oh. Right then. What was I saying? No idea, not important.”
…and he kissed her again.