This was no place for him to be doing this, but he was having a hard time trying to drag her to the back of the TARDIS where his bedroom resided. He'd lost so much time with her, and he had three years to make up for in the span of however long they had. "Should have said I love you...when I had the chances...should have told you..." he said between rough kisses, his hands snaking underneath her shirt to touch the bare skin of her back.