Owl from the Master to the Ninth Doctor

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Doctor,

I'm sure you've noticed that your gung-ho boy Jack is on the premises. You might want to let him know he just doesn't have the talent to be a sexual predator; I'd never be able to let him down easy.

Do I really need to sign?



((ETA: NSFW!))

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[fantastic-nine.livejournal.com]

His head tipped forward until their foreheads touched. The blindfold failed to absorb the tears that slipped down his cheeks. The Doctor tried to speak and found he couldn't. He simply leaned against the Master, shaking.

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"And once you've beaten that into your skull," he said, cupping the Doctor's head in his hand,"Maybe we can start working on it being acceptable to be glad to have survived."

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The Doctor wept bitterly against him, hot tears scalding his skin. Because he was glad to be alive. He shouldn't be. But truly, he was.

He threw his head back and screamed.

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"Yes," the Master growled. "Feel it. Feel this. It's what being alive is. Defiance. You're so very good at it."

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He screamed again, a raw sound of desperate pain and fury. The Doctor struggled against the Master and the confines of the rope. He thrashed like a wild animal, all rage and pain.

Finally he dropped, exhausted, his chest heaving. Blood trickled from his wrists, where they had been rubbed raw by the rope.

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"Yes," the Master said conversationally, letting the Doctor howl it out in his arms. "All that fury. You're not going to scare me away." He delivered another thorough kiss, and rubbed a thumb against the blindfold. "I'm there in your blood too."

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"You always have been," he rasped, his voice hoarse. "Every regeneration, every lifetime."

The Doctor leaned against him, exhausted. "I could always feel you."

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"Always," he promised. "Oh, I'll never go away. I'll never stop coming for you."

He shifted his grip, cradling the Doctor's head against his chest. "I know you, and I'll always find you in the end."

[fantastic-nine.livejournal.com]

"Please," he murmured against the Master's chest. "Old friend. Please."

He needed to be touched, to feel hands on his skin.

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"You hurt so beautifully," the Master sighed. "I think I can already see some bruising." Chuckling, he stood, and hauled the Doctor roughly to his feet. It would break the moment, but it was difficult to undress while holding someone in your lap. The Master shed his clothes quietly, not that he thought it would actually be surprising. "I'm going to untie you in a minute. Do you remember what I said about one of the most effective forms of restraint?"

[fantastic-nine.livejournal.com]

The Doctor grimaced as he was yanked to his feet. He ached fiercely, his shoulders screaming at the abuse. The whisper of clothing being removed caused his breath to quicken and a flush to rise to his cheeks.

"I remember. The threat of stopping."

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"Exactly. I could get an elaborate set-up in here, all sorts of ways to truss you up. But right now I'm going to lay you out on my bed. You're going to clasp your hands together over your head, and you are going to keep them there. That's really all we need, isn't it?"

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A smile ghosted across his battered face.

"Oh yes."

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"The blindfold stays." With a small knife, he cut the ropes free and let them fall, then steered the Doctor onto the bed, sitting beside him and lightly kissing his abraded wrists, then watching him arrange his arms as instructed. "It looks good on you."

[fantastic-nine.livejournal.com]

The blood rushed back into his arms, sending shockwaves of pain through his shoulders and back. He failed to suppress a groan as the ropes fell away.

He couldn't recall a time he had ever let himself be this vulnerable, this unguarded. Laying on the bed of his dearest foe, only able to sense his presence, it was exhilirating and terrifying. His tounge flicked out, moistening dry and cracked lips.

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"Excellent." He stretched out on his side, his hands roaming lazily. He nudged and prodded the Doctor's abused skin, pressing cruelly on spots he knew were sore and swelling. "I might let you use your hands a bit later," he confided. "Such capable hands."

[fantastic-nine.livejournal.com]

The touches sent tendrils of fire racing down his body, spiking with pain when the Master found a bruise and poked at it. He inhaled sharply with each prod, but kept himself remarkably still even as his body reacted to each caress.

Long, slender fingers flexed in anticipation at his comment.

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The finger-twitch didn't go unnoticed, and it sent a rush of heat through the Master. He thought of the word grasp.

"Now I get to try to make you scream all over again."

[fantastic-nine.livejournal.com]

There was a shuddering intake of air, the muscles tightening in his arms. The promise in his words.. he needed to be touched, his skin ached for more.

"Please," he whispered, his voice raw.

[theregothedrums.livejournal.com]

"I think we might both get a bit noisy," he growled, overwhelmed with a rush of physical urgency. "You're not going to hold back on me." Pulling the Doctor into a demanding embrace, he bit sharply at his neck, wanting very much to leave visible marks, impossible to explain away.

[fantastic-nine.livejournal.com]

"No," he whispered, groaning as teeth sank into his skin. His upper body went rigid, wanting nothing more than to grab and claw at the body above him, to pull him down.

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The Master dearly wanted to feel those hands on him, but he didn't want to surrender the control yet. There was plenty of contact to be had, though. He pulled the Doctor tight against him, rejoicing in the pulled-taut feel of his tensed muscles.

[fantastic-nine.livejournal.com]

He was gasping for air now, his entire body trembling as he forced himself to remain completely and utterly still. The heat of the Master's skin was maddening. He needed to touch, to grab, to clutch at something.

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"You smell like need," he whispered. "You taste like ashes and you smell like need. Burn with me now."

[fantastic-nine.livejournal.com]

Nails bit deeply into his palms, drawing blood as he struggled against his desire, his basic need to pull at the body over him. He was beyond words, it was all senses now. Sweat and blood and heat and an overpowering need that coiled in the pit of his stomach.