I am a sockpuppet, because this is rather embarrassing, but... well, here it is.
Under Another Moon
A few years after Liz left UNIT, the Doctor showed up in her lab at Cambridge, as tall and white-haired and dapper as ever. "I think I owe you a trip in the TARDIS for putting up with all my nonsense," he told her, and though she protested that she had her own work now and no time to waste, she took his hand. "Just one, then," she said.
He took her to an alien planet, a quiet wilderness of shining blue-green trees under a giant blue moon, where meteors fell much brighter and thicker than they were ever seen on Earth. Together they climbed to the brow of a hill where the forest stopped for a space and the land fell away, slanting sharply downward to the gleaming forest lands below.
Liz stood at the edge of the hill, staring over the rustling trees. Behind her he spread out his cape on the ground, like a picnic blanket, and came to stand close behind her. "Beautiful, isn't it?" he asked proudly.
"Yes," Liz agreed. "It's stunning."
"It's supposed to be very romantic," he said - a bit diffidently, but his hands were on her shoulders. She could feel his breath in her hair.
Liz turned around. What the hell, then. No time like the present. "It is," she said, and kissed him.
He took the kiss hungrily, returning it, wrapping his arms around her shoulders. Her hands were already between them, unfastening the frogs of his jacket. One of his hands slid under her hair, cupping her neck, and the cold touch of it made her gasp; his other hand was at the zipper of her dress.
He broke the kiss and pulled back, looking into her eyes. "I'm sorry, did I--are you sure--"
"Sure!" she laughed, incredulous. "I've been wanting this ever since I met you!" She stretched up to kiss him again, interrupting his quiet smile, and he unzipped her dress decisively while she finished unbuttoning his ruffled shirt. His cool hands moved down her back, unfastening her brassiere, as she stripped both shirt and jacket off his shoulders, together with his braces.
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Afterward, they did it all over again, lying on his cape in the alien moonlight. He told her with a mischievous smile that his double vascular system gave him extra endurance, and when after a time she lay drained and laughing underneath him in the thoroughness of her pleasure, she had to admit he was right.
Liz Shaw/Third Doctor, "Under Another Moon"
Under Another Moon
A few years after Liz left UNIT, the Doctor showed up in her lab at Cambridge, as tall and white-haired and dapper as ever. "I think I owe you a trip in the TARDIS for putting up with all my nonsense," he told her, and though she protested that she had her own work now and no time to waste, she took his hand. "Just one, then," she said.
He took her to an alien planet, a quiet wilderness of shining blue-green trees under a giant blue moon, where meteors fell much brighter and thicker than they were ever seen on Earth. Together they climbed to the brow of a hill where the forest stopped for a space and the land fell away, slanting sharply downward to the gleaming forest lands below.
Liz stood at the edge of the hill, staring over the rustling trees. Behind her he spread out his cape on the ground, like a picnic blanket, and came to stand close behind her. "Beautiful, isn't it?" he asked proudly.
"Yes," Liz agreed. "It's stunning."
"It's supposed to be very romantic," he said - a bit diffidently, but his hands were on her shoulders. She could feel his breath in her hair.
Liz turned around. What the hell, then. No time like the present. "It is," she said, and kissed him.
He took the kiss hungrily, returning it, wrapping his arms around her shoulders. Her hands were already between them, unfastening the frogs of his jacket. One of his hands slid under her hair, cupping her neck, and the cold touch of it made her gasp; his other hand was at the zipper of her dress.
He broke the kiss and pulled back, looking into her eyes. "I'm sorry, did I--are you sure--"
"Sure!" she laughed, incredulous. "I've been wanting this ever since I met you!" She stretched up to kiss him again, interrupting his quiet smile, and he unzipped her dress decisively while she finished unbuttoning his ruffled shirt. His cool hands moved down her back, unfastening her brassiere, as she stripped both shirt and jacket off his shoulders, together with his braces.
*************************************************
Afterward, they did it all over again, lying on his cape in the alien moonlight. He told her with a mischievous smile that his double vascular system gave him extra endurance, and when after a time she lay drained and laughing underneath him in the thoroughness of her pleasure, she had to admit he was right.
Requests: Liz/TARDIS, Three/TARDIS, Three/Liz/TARDIS... shush, you. o_O