ElevenAmy

They were in Amy's bedroom they were bored and tired from all that running from the vampire fish aliens, they were lying on her bed, fully clothed. Amy was sleeping, her head resting on the Doctors warm chest and his arm around her neck, swirling a strand of ginger hair around his finger. He lay there staring at her, studying her face. Those freckles, that sexy ginger hair and those amazing lips he'd been kissing the whole night. They've been kissing each other for about 2 months now behind Rory's back. And the thing is, they don't even feel guilt one bit. They know they're supposed to feel...