"Oh, I plan to believe me when I'm-" Coraline leaned in to murmur into his ear. "-when I'm riding you in my bed. Handcuffs optional of course."

She was playing the part just the way he had asked her to. Her husband well, he was a funny one. Funnier than the Doctor and he'd made them all share a room once which hadn't been at all awkward what with the hammocks. "Ah, that's it." Coraline moaned, biting her bottom lip when Sam squeezed her breasts.