Title: Closer in a Cave
Prompt: Three/Sarah Jane, sex pollen.
The Doctor grabbed Sarah and pulled her an alcove of the cave. She could feel a sneeze coming on, but held it as long as possible, before giving into it, turning her head and sneezing. 'What was that we just went through?'
He frowned, rubbing the back of his neck thoughtfully. 'Some sort of primitive pollen, I'm sure. Nothing to worry about, Sarah Jane.'
She turned and looked up at him, the dim light of the cave glinting off his silver hair. 'Do you feel funny?' When he looked down at her, she couldn't quite put her finger on his expression. 'No, of course you don't. It's probably a human thing, right?'
He continued to watch her, but said nothing.
Her eyes felt funny as she looked up at him. 'You're going to tell me I'm being stupid, aren't you?'
He shook his head, his hand reaching up to caress her cheek. 'I think we may be in significant trouble.'
'Why?' Her voice was soft and lower, much lower in pitch and tone than normal. It didn't help his situation.
'Those spores, they're something more. Something that alters physical body chemistry.' He felt himself slipping into her gaze, getting lost, his physical body reacting automatically in ways he never would if in control of all of his faculties.
She clung to him, her mind reeling in what his words implied, yet her body comforted by his closeness. 'What are you saying?'
'We may not be in full control.' He held her close, wanting to feel her even closer. His scientific mind tried to concentrate on the logic of the situation, but the spores continued to tug at other things. 'Of our bodies,' he added as an afterthought. He leaned in close to her ear, inhaling the scent of her hair. 'I'm afraid we may do something that one or both of us regret.'
Sarah caught on to what he meant as their physical closeness made their situation obvious. 'Are we being watched?' she forced her brain to ask.
He looked around before focusing all his energy on her. 'No, it doesn't appear so.'
She reached up and ran her hand through his silver locks. 'We're both adults.'
'Then I have no regrets.'
As he captured her lips with hers and gently lowered her to the cave floor, he whispered. 'Me neither.'