Or taking all of two seconds to figure out how to keep a galaxy from imploding. XXX “Was it that it’s a dark nebula?” She moved up to nip at his earlobe then whispered, “Or that it’s part of the Orion Molecular Cloud Complex?”
Moaning, the Doctor tightened his fingers against her skull for a split-second before gently but firmly pushing her away. The Doctor, barely breathing any harder than usual, looked over at her, eyebrows raised. Anyway, my point, Pond, is do you remember when I landed the TARDIS in the Horsehead Nebula?”
Frowning, Amy said, “Yeah. “I’m sorry?” he asked, seeming genuinely confused. Even harder when every nerve in her body was still pleasantly buzzing from those two, very-much-not-annoying orgasms. “It’s annoying that you’re good at everything!” she shouted, her words muffled. “Which is why I’m at a loss for what could possibly be annoying you.”
Her eyes snapped open, and this time, the scowl wasn’t nearly
