Were he still a Time Lord, he could tease for much longer. He'd love to tease her all evening until she's clawing at him with unsteady hands, demanding release. As it is, these human hormones he's been given are beginning to race wildly out of control. This is his Charley, warm and naked and arching under him. It is one of those times when he'd call this city the most beautiful place in any universe. Where else could this be happening? It is enough to drive his control right out of him.

He rolls himself over so he's fully on top of her, his hand sadly slipping away from her so he can wrap his arms around her. Still, it isn't like he's left her completely bereft. There's the hard insistence of his erection slipping against her folds, pressing tantalizingly close, but not yet inside. Not yet. One more thing needs to be done.

Holding himself up by his elbows, he kisses her gently, his lips just barely brushing hers before he lifts his head again to look down into her eyes, panting softly to maintain some semblance of control. He looks a little a little nervous when he says, "Charley, I...I have to admit, I haven't done this when it was the woman's first time before. I'm a little afraid I'll hurt you. I promise to try not to, but...ah...I thought you should know."

Yes, that was very eloquent, Doctor. The heat of the moment certainly is doing a number on his normal way with words.