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doctor who (d1) the master - ainley

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[because Koen told me to start this weekend: see this. otherwise, the Master is hanging out on the Plane, practicing his form with one of the daggers from his and Self's TOTALLY AWESOME FORTRESS OF DEATH]

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Care to test that?

[he moves one hand down to toy with the band of the Doctor's trousers. at the same time, he licks at the bit of blood from bite marks on the man's shoulder]

[The Doctor's eyes go wide, even as he enjoys the licking]

Don't.

[he keeps his hand where it is]

Are you sure, my dear, dear Doctor?

[nods, a bit clearer this time by the simple fact that the Master didn't do anything new to him, so he can focus slightly better]

Yes.

[obligingly, the Master removes his hand]

Then you get to keep that bit of dignity.

[and with the hand away, the Doctor decides to try to lean down and grab his shirt]

[...oh god, Doctor, you're really making the Master question whether or not you meant that whole 'don't'. and he can't quite resist the temptation to run a hand down the Doctor's back]

[and that makes the Doctor clear his throat and stand back up. He turns around and steps back, shirt obtained!]

You know, I didn't know you thought so well of this body.

[the Master purrs]

You could do well with a bit of weight on you, but you aren't completely loathesome physically.

[shifts a bit, pulling his shirt back on and fumbling with the buttons]

Yes, well, I'm glad you mostly approve.

[he shrugs]

Even then, you belong to Self.

[blinks] You two have a deal about that?

No. It's simple courtesy. [the Master chuckles] You don't steal your own Self's Doctor.

He'd get mad at me for it, yeah.

And I might expect he'd feel a tad bit betrayed by me if I didn't get his permission first.

[looks down a bit] I suppose so. He did sort of...make me promise. [this vague statement means 'I agreed to be his']

Oh?

[awkward moment] Well, he wanted...everything, I guess. And I don't see the harm in promising it to him. [he shrugs a little and puts his hands in his pockets] I'm going to stay with him.

[he nods, then grins] Oooh, trying monogamy on for size then, Doctor?

If you want to put it that way, then yes.

Don't give me that look, Doctor. I smell other people on you all the time. [he crosses his arms] Though I suppose if you were able to keep yourself mostly under control through this...

I'm trying. ...Do you mind mentioning the bit where I did well to him? He doesn't believe me.

Of course. [he reaches out to take the Doctor's chin and plainly grins] I admit, it's a bit different seeing any version of you wanting to please any version of me.

[gives a slight laugh] It's different now. Sometime he should tell you how I reacted when I realised he was alive.

Let me guess - shock? Awe? The good old 'how did you do it, you're supposed to be dead'?