The blaring of the alarm cut off Clara's reply. She reached back and, grasping the chord, pulled it from the wall. The Doctor chuckled at the violence with which she swept the alarm onto the floor.
"I think the cuddles have improved your mood," she said as the Doctor kissed her bare shoulders and the swell of her breasts.
"A very clever thing," he agreed.
Placing both hands alongside his face, Clara pulled the Doctor to her for a soft kiss, "Could we do this properly? Maybe a bit later?" she asked him.
The Doctor didn't answer at first as he was much too preoccupied by Clara's warm mouth on his own. When she broke the kiss to run her lips along his jaw line, he smiled, "We've got all the time we need."
She planted another soft kiss on his lips and said, "Meet me here after school."
"Yes, Boss," he answered as he watched Clara crawl out of bed. Resting his hands behind his head, reclining on the pillows, he watched her bustle around the room.
She turned to see him smiling smugly.