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Releasing the doctor's neck, Sasha paused a moment to eye the half-moon marks her nails had left behind. She rose off of the couch and discarded her jacket, letting it remain on the floor where it fell. The scarf soon followed. One shoe was toed off and then the next on her way to the door, which was locked so that there would be no disturbances.

"I want you to teach me everything," her bare feet were silent on the floor as she padded back to him. The sweatpants, already loose and baggy on her small form, needed very little urging to fall to the floor. Sasha stepped free from them. "I'm eager. I'm willing. I'm smart."

"I might be reckless at times - something I'm quite willing to work on, Doctor," she moved to make herself comfortable in his space, eyes heavy-lidded. One leg slipped to rest on either side of his hips as she settled in. "And I may not be world-wise. One thing is important. I was born to be in this division."

The shirt was pulled over her head, leaving her hair to waterfall about her in a cascade of messy black curls. It shrouded her like an ebony cloak, and Sasha lifted her chin proudly. Her words were not filled with arrogance, but her posture was. Sasha leaned down once more to press her lips against the corner of the Doctor's mouth.

"I'm going to be Division Lead someday," she purred darkly against his skin. "Wouldn't you prefer to leave your legacy to someone willing to keep on just as you have, Doctor?"

Her nimble fingers worked the buttons free on his shirt.

"Don't answer now. That doesn't have anything to do with this."