River/Alicia
River Song had been watching Alicia Florrick for years now. She had rescued the woman at the age of 10 when she was nearly run over, again at 15 when Peter had drugged her and now again at 32 when Peter flew into a rage with her. River had stepped into his way, blocking his punch and knocking him firmly on his ass before leading her out to the TARDIS.
Alicia had been sobbing then, terrified of what would happen after and River had soothed her, stroking her cheeks free of tears before whispering a tender few words and kissing her. Alicia had melted into her kiss and soon enough she was arching into River’s fingers, her moans swallowed by each fresh kiss River gave.
She had awoken the next morning, tucked safely into someone else’s bed, the smaller woman recognisable only once Alicia had woken up. River had brought her to Kalinda, to safety.