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River ran down the stairs, jumping off the last steps, and turned around swiftly in the direction of the kitchen. The corridor’s floor moved before her eyes and she stopped to lean against a wall with a small giddy laugh. "—Oof."
Above her head, she heard a door slamming shut and she looked up at the ceiling with a grimace of disgust. She could hear faint giggles coming from the room upstairs and groaned, shaking the sickening giggles and soon moans from her head.
Pushing away from the wall, she walked quickly to the kitchen, passing through the backdoor and into the yard. Outside, in the night lightened only by stars, she caught sight of the Doctor’s form, playing a sort of football game with nearly deflated balloons. For the moment, he wasn’t very good at it.
She heard him groan and whine, talking to himself in a bare whisper. Repressing a giggle at his sight, she made her way to him, careful of all the things littering the grass. It was near to 4 am and her parent’s 6th wedding anniversary party had left some after effects to the backyard. Confetti were lying everywhere, on the grass on the table and even in some bushes. The only table outside was full of empty bottles of alcohol, some had rolled to the grass and there was one still spilling on the table. Plastic goblets were everywhere, literally everywhere.
The party had been a real blast, and full of alcohol when the eldest and wisest people had began to depart. Now the backyard was a rightful mess.
River tottered to the Doctor and stopped his little game with a hand on his forearm. With a small start, he turned to her and beamed at her sight. She pulled him by the hand and lead him in the direction of the house, "Follow me."
The Doctor stumbled on his two feet as she dragged him away at a fairly rapid pace. "Where?" He slurred, trying to keep the pace in the dark without walking on his own feet, which meant a complicated act of concentration for him.
"Out of here." She stated and tugged at his hand. He stumbled against her and held on to her waist for support, and also because he could and wanted to. River squirmed in his arms with a giggle, "Stop it…" She laughed giddily and pushed her elbow against his side to make him stop tickling her.
Leading him to the TARDIS, she opened the doors with a snap of her fingers and entered the machine, leaving the Doctor’s hand to walk up the stairs and to the console.
"Close the doors behind you." She said with a small slur and he stopped at the doors, closing them and leaning his weight against it after the action. He brushed his fringe out of his eyes with the back of his hand and gazed at River with glassy eyes.
River leaned against the console to remove her heels and sighed in relief at finding back any sensation in her feet. She shoved them away under the console and leaned her back against the console, bracing her hands on either side of it.
She caught the gaze of the Doctor and smiled in return, almost dreamily.
"Why are we ‘ere?" The Doctor spoke up, he blinked several times to adjust his vision to the lights of the TARDIS.
"Soundproofing," Was River’s only reply. She sighed and looked up at the time rotor, a small chuckle escaping her. Looking back down at the Doctor, she saw him frown and it elicited an unexpected giggle from her. "Mom and dad are ‘bout to have sex. Don’t wanna hear that."
The Doctor grimaced and River rolled her eyes with a chuckle, leaning on her elbows and gazing up at him. Her chest heaved with every breath and the Doctor kept his eyes on her, a small smile tugging at his lips.
There was a silence between the two, River bit her lower lip to stop a new wave of laughter coming up. She didn’t even know what was funny at that point. She saw the Doctor snort and push away from the doors. He walked up the stairs without stumbling on his feet and she opened her arms to him with a grin.
He took her in his arms and lifted her on top of the console. The TARDIS groaned at them but they didn’t pay her any attention.
The Doctor weaved himself between her thighs and began to cover her neck and jaw with open mouthed kisses. River tilted her head to the side and giggled at the tickling sensation. Looking back up at her, the Doctor smirked, "You’re drunk."
She shook her head slightly, trying to be at least convincing. "So are you." She slurred in return and chuckled as he nuzzled his face against her neck.
Lifting his head from the crook of her neck, he placed one hand against her cheek and brought her mouth to his. She opened her mouth under his and his other hand came up to her waist.
She leaned back on the console with a hand for support but the TARDIS suddenly churned and she was propelled against the Doctor who regained his footing just before she could fall from the console.
The TARDIS moved, as in flight, and the two looked at each other with questioning gazes. "What d’you do?" The Doctor asked, his hands still at her waist but looking up at the time rotor.
"Nothing!" River exclaimed and leaned to the side to activate the blue boringers. The Doctor looked up at the screen as the TARDIS stopped churning.
"We’re in the vortex." He stated and with a shrug pushed the screen out of the way.
"It’s ‘kay then." River said with a roll of the eyes. She directed the Doctor’s gaze back to her and pulled his face closer, finding his lips back on hers. The Doctor moaned slightly and pulled her closer by the waist, eliciting a small whine from her.
His hands rose up her back and he removed her thin flannel shirt, throwing it to the side. He began to mouth at her collarbone and descended to the edge of her bra but River stopped him with a tug of his hair. He looked back up at her.
"Bedroom." She simply said, breathlessly. "This console is definitely too uncomfortable." She laughed and the TARDIS groaned underneath her.
The Doctor nodded without a sound, lifting her from the console and continuing to nip at her collarbone and the soft flesh of her breast. River giggled at the tickle of his nose against her skin and placed her legs on either side of his waist for better support.
Surprisingly, the Doctor managed to carry her, more than a little drunk and not looking in front of him, from the console up to their bedroom and River was more than a little impressed by his skills.
The door of their bedroom was slammed shut by his foot. From the inside of their bedroom small giggles and not so small moans were heard.