The Water Warlocks (Open Chocolate Plot, whole school)

[serrulata.livejournal.com]

They'd raced through the dungeon, Kuronue taking the West end, Kurama the East, and by the time they met up again, every water pipe in the place was glowing a different color. Some were even alight with colors that didn't even exist, or sparkled and dripped in disconcerting ways.

"Excellent," Kurama grinned, shoving his wand back into its holster. "I wonder what'll happen once the sprinklers go on in the greenhouses."

There was a long pause of contemplation.

"I think you might wanna take a day or two off work," Kuronue said, catching a distant tinkle of glass as something in that general area broke. Or, broke free.

"D'you think we might not have planned this out too carefully?" Kurama asked.

Another long pause.

“Still, you know... No need to get tentacle raped or something.” Kuronue looked oddly pleased at the possibility of such happening however. Especially since he knew it was possible.

Well, it was Kurama.

_{((OOC - Kuro socking done with mun approval. Basic chocolate plot rules apply, all the water in the school is magicked, cursed, charmed, and so forth, all with different effects up to the mun. Have fun!))}

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[theregothedrums.livejournal.com]

He squirmed reflexively, not even trying to seem dignified. He didn't want to waste the mental effort; he was too busy weaving a little psychic echo-chamber of sorts, a feedback loop to hold the memories being laid down with crystal-clarity. It would be an interesting challenge, trying to stay focused enough on a wild gamble like this while the Doctor was touching him like this, being like this.

[fantastic-nine.livejournal.com]

The Doctor poured his mind at the Master, having a sense of what he was doing, but lacking the razor sharp focus to accomplish much of it on his own. He needed this freedom, he needed to be out. It had been so long and there were so many things that they could do together.

He clutched at the Master's shoulders, pulling him hard against him. "Yes," he hissed.

[theregothedrums.livejournal.com]

"Please," he moaned, garbled, scarcely aware of it. Oh, the delirious joy of it, the terrifying hope that this might actually work... and he was doing it with the Doctor's cooperation. He'd never be able to pull it off otherwise.

Now he just needed to keep enough concentration to perform the necessary psychic manipulation while under the most pleasant form of assault possible. The challenge made it all the better.

[fantastic-nine.livejournal.com]

"Bury it," he snarled, biting his lower lip hard enough to draw blood. "Finish and I will bury it deeply. He can't know what we're doing. No outward traces. I want out again and he can't stop us if he doesn't know."

[theregothedrums.livejournal.com]

Well, the Master could hardly blame him. How frustrating, to be a buried corner of someone's psyche, unable to act.

"Oh, but I want to keep you close," he purred. "The shadow in his mind. The siren at the edge of earshot. Just a whisper away. I want you to be a constant temptation he can slip into with a single word." He emphasized his words with a slow, deep kiss full of promise and a mental ripple of greedy desire. "I want you, and I intend to have you." He made eye contact again, grinning with fierce triumph. "And the better you feel right now, the easier it will be."

[fantastic-nine.livejournal.com]

"No!" he almost screamed. "Not close. If he can feel me, if he has any idea, he will find the other one, the other him and they will send me away. He will do it for her. He would move galaxies for her, he must not know!"

[theregothedrums.livejournal.com]

Oh, reeeeaaally?

It was infuriating and hysterical at the same time. The Doctor and his whimsical little notions. But it was important knowledge to have.

"Disappointing," he murmured. "We'll have to be sneakier. Not as much time together. But it'll be easier." He chuckled, brushing the Doctor's lip with his thumb. "I'll be able to be more attentive."

[fantastic-nine.livejournal.com]

His entire body still sang with tension, even at the gentle brush of the Master's thumb. "I can bury it deep in his own mind. He won't ever know. But you will. I know you'll set me free again. There are so many wonderful things we still have to do," he murmured, his voice full of dark promise.

[theregothedrums.livejournal.com]

"Oh yes," he said fervently. "But I'll need to be cautious. We will." The sheer thrill of conspiracy sang in him. When had they last been able to scheme together? "No unexplained marks, for one. I'll have to restrain myself." With a blatantly appraising look, he smiled. "Or you could..."

[fantastic-nine.livejournal.com]

He pulled the Master hard against him, his eyes alight with a fierce joy.

"Room. Now," he growled. He wasn't sure how much time he had, but he was going to enjoy himself for as long as he could before the other one returned.