The Doctor gave a hoarse laugh and reached up with a hand to grasp the Master's waist.
"You have no idea how many times I've asked that question. Different context of course." He wet his lips and turned his head to smell the Master's hair, the beginnings of sweat and underneath it a scent that was uniquely Time Lord. Artron energy and history and everything he missed bout home.
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Date: 2011-04-28 02:26 am (UTC)"You have no idea how many times I've asked that question. Different context of course." He wet his lips and turned his head to smell the Master's hair, the beginnings of sweat and underneath it a scent that was uniquely Time Lord. Artron energy and history and everything he missed bout home.