hh_mirror | [RP for Ten and the Master]

You know there's a hook, but the bait just tastes so good, doesn't it?

"You are thinking it, though, aren't you?" He leaned closer, lowering his voice. This was for the Doctor's ears only. "Are you thinking about how I could bend you over this table and have you right now?" If he hadn't been before, he doubtless was now. "Crumbs in your hair, but I wouldn't mind. They're just about the right height, wouldn't you say?" Laughing, he leaned back enough to be face-to-face again. "Although I'd consider that more recreational than trust-building."

The Doctor could feel the blush creeping up and burning his ears and brushed the imaginary crumbs from his hair.

"Stop it" he mumbled. He ran a hand down the back of his neck, smoothing the hairs that had begun to stand on end when the Master's voice had ghosted over his ear.

"Yeah, sorry. I just donn't see how that particular activity would build trust. especially when it's bound to have an audience."

He brushed the Doctor's cheek with curled fingers, as if wiping away a smudge. "No, not like that it wouldn't. But a slow and quiet night, secluded, no speaking... we'd both have to practice reading every little sigh and gasp. The lightest of mental links, just enough to feel each other's pleasure. That would be a useful bonding exercise, don't you think?"

"I think yo have a very one sided idea of bonding." The Doctor smirks and finishes off the rest f his breakfast pastry.

"I think we'd best avail ourselves of every means at our disposal. Of course there are less physical activities to connect over. It's been a long time since we've studied together, for one. And exploring the grounds might be pleasant, and simple conversation." He ruffled the Doctor's hair casually. "You'll promise me the stars when you're bound and helpless, but the reality is a bit daunting, isn't it?"

"Weeell, I don't really have access to the stars at the moment do I?" If he had his TARDIS it might be a different story. A very different one considering he ought to have regenerated. But this wasn't about him now.

"Right, so how about this- Show of good faith, I'll let you decide how we start this."

"We can worry about the stars later," he said lightly, tracing the curve of one of the Doctor's ears with a fingertip. "But think of it. Learning together. Sharing a bed. A bit of comparative quiet. An attempt to reconnect. I can't force those." A shame, it would be easier.

He hesitated, thinking it over. It certainly had its benefits....

"All right. We'll give it a trial run. one week. If we don't like It I'll return to our house dormitory."

Much like the legendary camel's nose. A week... much could be done in a week. The Master raised his hand to the Doctor's mouth, brushing his fingertips against his lips, wanting to feel his breath.

"Certainly a start."

He glanced down at him with and arched brow, swallowing the urge to stick out his tongue.

"I thought so." The Doctor rocks back on his heels in a manner habitual of his fifth self.

The old mannerism wasn't lost on him. He hoped it wasn't prophetic.

"My room, or should I say our room, is in Slytherin. We'll probably want to have another desk brought in for you. But then, I'd best show it to you, hadn't I?"

"Guess you better had." He felt a little guilty, after Jack had been so excited to have him back, but itf he'd been trying to help the Master before he at least owed his some display of trust and it was only for a week after all.

He knocked back the remainder of his now barely-more-than-lukewarm coffee, the long swig masking a scowl. He didn't like the hint of reluctance he was sensing, not at all. But by the time he'd set the emptied mug on a table for the house elves to deal with, he was grinning again.

"This way to start," the Master said, debating whether to reach for the Doctor's hand as they set off. No. Damn it, no. Let him make the next gesture.

The Doctor, being the Doctor, did not reach for the Master's hand, but he did offer him a warm smile before striding ahead oh him. "SO! Where are we going?"

"I can't imagine you've been here long enough to have much in the way of belongings to pack, but do you need to collect anything? No need to do more running about than we need to."

"Ahhh...." The Doctor patted himself down in search of his sonic (check) and his new wand (also check).

"Doesn't look like it. Oh! I probably ought to tell Jack. You haven't seen him around have you?"

"Believe it or not, we don't socialize." He fought back the instinct to snarl. "I'd prefer it if he didn't know where I slept. Especially if he knows you've a right to be there. His little stunt with polyjuice - that's a shape-shifting potion - was unpleasant enough when you weren't here. And if he's looking to beat me up again he can find me on his own."

The Doctor just looked at him. That was a lot of information to take in especially considering he didn't understand about half of it.

"Tell him on your own time. Surely you didn't think we'd be friends?"

"No, I knew you wouldn't be. That's not what I was asking." He sighed. "We're not going to fight are we?"

"Why? Because you want to play with your little pets?" He snorted irritably and pointed. "Slytherin's that way. I'd much rather we didn't fight. But that particular mutt is prone to bad behavior and I don't want him around. It wouldn't be pretty."

"Well to be fair you did....." Nevermind. The Master knew what he did. "What happened then? With that potion?"

Normally he would have brushed it off with a snide remark, but this wasn't a time for 'normally'. "He tried to convince me he was you. I hadn't been here very long then. Subjectively it was a fairly recent memory. And he tried to... I believe 'get fresh' is a common idiom?"

The incident had rattled him more than he'd admit.

The Doctor frowned at that, stopping. "Why would he....no. Jack... " He groaned. Things were already getting complicated.

"At least you're not entertained by the idea." It was something.

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