Closed RP for Nine and the Master

[theregothedrums.livejournal.com]

(follows directly from here.)

It had been a bit of a calculated risk, letting the Doctor tie him up. Well, what it had actually been was a rather reckless bit of self-indulgence, but one he could justify. The Doctor's mental state, whatever its source, was desperately compelling and not something he wanted to see go, any more than he currently wanted to revert. He needed the Master's help if he wanted to be able to feel like this again. Therefore, despite the fact that the Doctor was now perfectly capable of ignoring boundaries that he'd usually angst about even considering stepping over, the Master was... well, almost certain he'd be untied soon. Quite confident of it.

"There's one memory to help keep you fed," he murmured. "I think it's a good start."

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[fantastic-nine.livejournal.com]

He was curled possessively around the still bound body of the Master, content. "A very good start," he agreed. "But you must finish. Soon. He is stirring and soon I will have to hide, to keep this.. to keep us safe from him."

It was a quick matter of loosening the knots to finally set him free.

[theregothedrums.livejournal.com]

He shook his hands out, wincing at the prickle of returning circulation, before lifting them to the Doctor's temples, cradling his face with an odd delicacy. "One word," he promised, as he finished the psychic structure he'd so carefully put in place. "One word, and I can call you out. An unsafe word, if you're feeling flip about it. The only problem will be finding opportunities."

[fantastic-nine.livejournal.com]

He shivered at the lightness of his touch, murmuring a word in Gallifreyan, one that was not likely to be uttered by mistake. One word that would set him free again.

His smile was dark, "You will find them. You always do. I can whisper to him, in the night, give you those opportunities."

[theregothedrums.livejournal.com]

"Oh yes." As the last connections slid into place, he withdrew mental contact slowly. "I'll be able to steal you a little time when he seeks out my bed, at least," he said with a wry smirk. Well, it wasn't as glorious as world conquest, but there were worse ways to bond. "And we can watch for other opportunities."

[fantastic-nine.livejournal.com]

"And I will whisper to him in the dark, I will send him to you and you will set me free," he murmured. "We will set his precious planet to burn, you and I."

The Doctor closed his eyes, grimacing. "He is stirring, the magic is losing it's power."

[theregothedrums.livejournal.com]

So soon?

It was interesting that even like this, the Doctor had a fixation with Earth. Not that destroying it wouldn't be immensely satisfying, of course, or that doing so together wouldn't be meaningful. It was probably the only thing that would get the damned place out of the Doctor's system.

"You'll need to leave, then," he said harshly. "See if you can engineer something to distract him in the time you have left."

[fantastic-nine.livejournal.com]

He crawled across the bed, pinning the Master down with a lingering kiss, fingers digging into already abused skin. If only he had more time..

"I can lose him in memories, happy ones of.. her and he will not fight them. He is too easily distracted by her."

"But I will have this. Until you say the word. And his Monster will slip the leash," he breathed, already shivering with anticipation.

[theregothedrums.livejournal.com]

It was deeply unfair, that kiss. How was the Master to hold on to any sort of intellectual detachment in the face of that? And this was a delicate project. Being kissed like that reminded him forcibly what was at stake. Breathtakingly sadistic, really. It made him ache to struggle, for a good proper fight to see who'd be the one pinned down and helpless this time. And that was precisely what he couldn't do.

"Let him dream of the girl," he growled. "You dream of me."

[fantastic-nine.livejournal.com]

He laughed into the kiss, he could feel the tension, how he wanted to fight and it was glorious. After all, he had to give him the proper incentive to build their little construct expertly, to guarantee him more freedom.

"Oh and I will," he promised, nipping his lower lip. "You and all of the wonderful things we can do."

[theregothedrums.livejournal.com]

"We'll make you strong," he purred, with a parting nuzzle to the crook of the Doctor's neck. "Make you strong, and leave all of this in dust."

[fantastic-nine.livejournal.com]

"Yes. The more I am free, the stronger I can become. Soon, he will be the one wearing the leash. He can angst and wail all he likes from a dark recess in my mind."

[theregothedrums.livejournal.com]

The Master wasn't sure that personality compartmentalization was the ideal outcome (sure, it was the norm for some species, and a statistically significant anomaly for some others, but it had its own pitfalls), but whether the Doctor would ever be able to accept that he had so much darkness fueling him was a matter of severe doubt. And he'd rather have the Doctor by his side, even if it did mean carving up his brain.

"We'll make ourselves an empire," he said encouragingly.

[fantastic-nine.livejournal.com]

He was stirring, his thoughts muddled and confused.

"No more time," he breathed, stealing one final kiss. "I must go before he wakes."

[theregothedrums.livejournal.com]

"Go," he said sharply, curling up to savor the achy protests of his put-upon body. "I won't be at all pleased if you get caught."