The Doctor meets her eyes and considers all this carefully. She's so eager, so vibrant, and it'd be foolish to deny what he wants. What she wants too, by the looks of it. So he answers with a broad grin.

"Same here."

He doesn't quite take all the time in the world, but he's very careful not to be too rough with her. He skims strong fingers over her back as he eases her shirt over her head...then wastes no time unclasping her bra. Minor inconvenience, that.

He doesn't leave too long for her to get cold---instead, he's gently cupping the sides of her breasts, exploring her shoulders, spreading his hands over as much of her skin as possible and loving it.

Each touch sealed with a kiss grazing over her collar, her breast, her stomach. Yeah, it's definitely been years.