"Ow!" Rose hissed.
The Doctor rolled his eyes. "Hold still." He said propping her leg up.
"I'm sorry but it hurts." She complained.
"Then next time don't leave your skates lying about." He replied.
Rose frowned. "They were yours."
"Oh yeah, well I did catch you, at least all you got is a pulled muscle." He pointed out.
"Not helping. Ouch!" She scowled.
"I'm being as gentle as I can." The Doctor promised. He stroked the back of her leg as he wrapped it.
His hands felt so strong and gentle, Rose was enjoying the sensation from his touch.
"You know it does feel better when you hold it." Rose replied biting her lip.
He smiled. "Almost done."
A few minutes later the Doctor exclaimed. "There good as knew!"
"Thanks Doctor." She answered a bit disappointed.
He nodded and went back to work on the console a few minutes later he heard another "Ouch!"
"What's wrong?" He asked.
Rose was holding her right arm. "I think I hurt my wrist."
"How did you do that?" He asked.
"Uh, when we were turning that wheel at Queen Victoria's'" She said quickly.
He looked at her strangely. "Rose that was last week."
"Well I'm human; it takes longer for us to feel muscle pain." She insisted.
"Which one is it?" He asked. She held up her left wrist.
The Doctor smirked. "That's new I've never seen an injury switch limbs before."
Rose quickly switched back wrists. "It's this one I just got confused."
The Doctor sighed and held up her wrist to examine it.
A chill went up her spine, the caress of his fingers felt so good.
He shook his head. "I don't see anything wrong."
She softly moaned. "Well, it feels world's better."
The Doctor nodded. "I'm glad now I really need to get back to work."
Rose smiled sweetly. "Right you just go on and I won't bother you again."
Then a minute later the Doctor heard yet another. "Ouch!"
He groaned. "Now what?"
She held up her palm. "I um, got a paper cut."
He arched his eyebrow. "You do realize you're becoming quite the klutz, Rose Tyler."
She shrugged. "Yeah, well it's just one of those things."
The Doctor took her hand and looked at it. "Ah yes I see it, my that's a nasty cut." He smirked.
"Can you fix it?" She playfully grinned.
He nodded. "Oh, I think I can." The Doctor gently kissed her palm.
Rose moaned softly.
"Do you want me to examine your fingers, as well?" He whispered.
She nodded. "I'd like that."
The Doctor smiled and tenderly kissed each finger.
He then pulled her close. "Better?"
"Better." Rose smirked.
He grinned. "Good, now do you want to try my cure for clumsiness?"
She smiled. "I'd love to." Rose replied caressing the back of his neck and shoulders.
The Doctor wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her slow and gently.