The Doctor raises a suspicious eyeb

The Doctor raises a suspicious eyebrow as Missy swans into the console room all ready for church apparently.

"You. Want to go to church? Why?"

"Darling," she purrs and leans in awfully close to straighten and button his coat. "I'm a bad girl, and bad girls need saving do they not? Perhaps the atmosphere of the place will help calm me down."

He doesn't fully trust her words but she is already impeccably dressed and ready to go; cute little fruit hat already pinned to her curls, big blue eyes and full red lips already forming the perfect little pout. Damn it, every single time that pout was his undoing and that was how the Doctor now found himself in a church, standing next to Missy looking like an awkward penguin as Missy and the others in the church sang the hymns.

Her voice is lovely and lilting and he finds himself paying more attention to her then the priest. If anyone else notices he wouldn't know though she smiles brighter and her eyes sparkle long after the song is over and the rest of the service takes place. She is sitting closer to him now though she won't really look at him, just an amused glance from the corner of her eye and a quirk of her lips. He finds himself struck with the desire to kiss her again a combination of longing for the hard and unyielding lust of their first and the tender sweetness of affection of their second. It is confusing and his hand brushes against hers, quite by accident he was sure, and her fingers gently hold his. Those delicate red tipped hands; warm and soft against the roughness of his own, finely weathered and wrinkled like his own look so right entwined with his and his Adam's apple bobs as her mind brushes gently against his. So focused is he on her hands and the soft caress of her mind, the Doctor doesn't notice the service is over until Missy is standing and straightening her coat.

"Come on, love. It's time to light a candle."

He dutifully trails along behind her, forgetting to pick up her parasol as he watches with fascination as Missy does as the others have done before her and light a prayer candle.

"What did you ask for?"

She turns and smiles through lidded eyes. "Can't tell you that my love. It's a secret." She whispers conspiringly and presses a finger to her lips.

He's envious of a finger he concludes when he has that urge to kiss her rising again. There aren't as many people now, most talking to the priest at the door and he and Missy are quite alone by the candles. He pulls her close by her hips, his hearts fluttering in an excitement he hasn't felt in over a thousand years, the warmth and mental presence of one of his own kind is soothing against his raw neural pathways, so disorganised and weak from the lack of contact.

Her fingers rake through his silver curls and she lifts herself up onto her toes to press a gentle yet firm kiss to his lips, exactly what he wanted. He sighs into her mouth, fingers holding tightly to her as he whimpers.

結果 (中文) 1:

医生会引发一个可疑的眉形如小姑娘显然天鹅进屋控制台为教会都准备好了。"你。想要去教堂吗?为什么?"亲爱的"她会发出呼噜声和倾斜在非常接近伸直和按钮他的外套。"我是一个坏女孩，和坏女孩需要储蓄做他们不?也许地方的气氛将有助于让我平静下来。他完全不相信她说的话，但她已经是无可挑剔地穿上衣服，准备去;可爱的小水果帽子已经固定到她的卷发，蓝色的大眼睛和全是红红的嘴唇已经形成完美的小撅着嘴。该死的每一次，把嘴一撅了他的毁灭，那是如何医生现在发现自己在一座教堂，站在旁边小姑娘看起来像笨拙的企鹅作为小乔和别人在教会里唱圣诗。她的声音是可爱和轻快，他发现自己更加关注她然后祭司。如果别人注意到虽然她亮笑了，她的眼睛闪闪发光很久以后，他不知道这首歌已经结束，其余的服务发生。她坐在接近到他现在虽然她不会真的看着他，只是觉得好笑的眼从她的眼角和怪癖的她的嘴唇。他发现自己与再吻她的渴望他们第一次的艰难和不屈欲望和温柔甜蜜的感情他们第二次组合的愿望达成。它是令人困惑和他的手碰她，完全是偶然，他也相信，她的手指温柔地握住他。这些微妙的红色尖的手;温暖和软靠在粗糙的他自己的、 细风化和皱纹像他自己看所以正确缠绕着他和他的喉结鲍勃作为她心灵，轻轻地蹭着他。所以重点是他对她的手和她心灵的软爱抚，医生没有注意到服务是直到小乔是站和矫直她的外套。"来吧，爱。它是时间点燃一支蜡烛。他尽职尽责地落后于她忘了接她的阳伞，因为他的手表与魅力小姐一样如其他人在她面前，祈祷蜡烛。"你问什么的?"她转身微笑着伴随着的眼皮。"不能告诉你，我的爱。它是一个秘密。她低声说 conspiringly，按到她唇边的一根手指。他是嫉妒的一根手指，他的结论是当他有这种冲动吻她再次上升。现在没有尽可能多的人，在门口和他和小乔与祭司说话的大多数都是很孤独的蜡烛。他拉她接近她的臀部，他的心在兴奋中飘扬他并没有感到一千多年来，温暖和心理存在着一个自己的同类是舒缓反对他原始的神经通路，所以无序和弱从缺乏联系。她的手指耙通过他银色的卷发，她是到她的脚趾按到他的嘴唇，他想要什么温柔但坚定的吻让自己振作起来。他叹息进她嘴里，手指紧紧的握着她因为他呜咽。

結果 (中文) 3:

医生提出了一个可疑的眉毛，小乔天鹅进入控制台室都准备去教堂显然。“你。想去教堂吗？为什么？”“亲爱的，”她发出咕噜咕噜的声音，依偎在非常接近的整顿和按钮的外衣。”我是一个坏女孩，坏女孩需要储蓄吗？也许地方的气氛会让我平静下来。”他不完全相信她的话，但她已经衣冠楚楚的准备去；可爱的小水果帽子已经压在她的卷发，蓝色的大眼睛和丰满的嘴唇已经形成完美的小撅嘴。该死的，每一次生气是他的毁灭这是为什么医生现在发现自己在一个教堂里，站在旁边的姑娘看起来像个笨拙的企鹅一样米西和教堂里的唱诗。她的声音是可爱的，轻快的，他发现自己关注她的祭司。如果有人注意到，他不知道她笑得更亮，她的眼睛在歌曲结束后很久都闪烁着，而其他的则是服务的。她坐近了虽然她不会真的去看他，只是一个有趣的眼神从她的眼睛和嘴唇的角落而已。他发现自己的欲望，再次亲吻她再次渴望的努力和不屈的欲望，他们的第一和温柔甜蜜的感情，他们的第二。这是一个令人困惑的，他的手刷对她的，完全由意外他是肯定的，她的手指轻轻地抓住他的。那些细腻的红头的手；温暖柔和的对自己粗糙，细风化和皱纹像他自己这样的权利在他和他的亚当的苹果上她的心刷轻轻地对他。所以，关注的是他在她的手和她心灵的轻抚，医生不通知服务直到小姐站直她的外套。“来吧，爱。是点蜡烛的时候了。”他尽职尽责的小径在身后，忘记拿起她的阳伞他手表的魅力小姐一样的其他人所做的在她面前祈祷蜡烛的光。“你要什么？”她转身微笑通过眼睑的眼睛。”不能告诉你我的爱。这是一个秘密，”她低语协力并将手指放在嘴唇上。他很羡慕一个手指，他得出结论，当他有一个强烈的欲望来吻她。那里的人并不多，现在，大多数跟牧师在门口，他和小乔的蜡烛很孤单。他拉她靠近她的臀部，他的心在兴奋，他并没有感到在过去的一千年里飘扬，温暖和自己的一种精神的存在是舒缓的反对他的原始的神经通路，所以混乱和缺乏接触弱。她的手指通过他的银色卷发，她抬起自己的脚趾，以按下一个温柔但坚定的吻他的嘴唇，正是他想要的。他感叹到她的嘴，手指紧紧地握着她为他呜咽。