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[RP for Ten and the Master]
He should be happy. Should be over the moon, as it were. But of course their conversation had taken an uncomfortable turn, and the Doctor had breezed off. So very typical of him.
But he wasn't going to let that keep him from doing the things he wanted to do. And as it was fairly early in the morning, that was helping himself to coffee and danishes that he had personally seen the house elves set out
[ETA: NSFW!]
But he wasn't going to let that keep him from doing the things he wanted to do. And as it was fairly early in the morning, that was helping himself to coffee and danishes that he had personally seen the house elves set out
[ETA: NSFW!]
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He smirked, breath coming short and broken, even as he continued speaking. "Unless what you wanted was just to hear me say how much I want you to fuck me right now."
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"I might think you were bragging about your stamina," he said, grinning, as he wriggled into place between the Doctor's legs, rubbing his cheek against the Doctor's cock before giving it a slow lick up the underside from base to tip. "But I could never get enough of you saying that. It would make a wonderful ringtone." Another firm lick, and he laughed. "Or I could see if I'm limber enough to..."
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He was starting to feel a twinge of guilt in his stomach despite the immense physical pleasure. It felt a bit like he was being selfish, just letting the Master do all this for him and not helping at all. Not being the leader always caught him off guard.
"No one with a spine is that limber..."
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Kneeling between the Doctor's legs, he looked up at him with a smirk, and reached one hand down, teasing with his fingertips, penetrating him to the mere depth of a fingernail. "I trust one after the other suits you?"
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"Ah!" Muscles twitched as the Master scarcely entered, but the intimate touch was enough to make him tighten around the intrusive digit. "Isn't there something I should be doing... hhn... Stop teasing me you git."
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"I didn't think you'd want me to be rough." Slowly he worked in two fingers, burying them deep within the Doctor, thrusting them slowly in promise of things to come. "Or do you?"
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"Yeess..." He hadn't meant it as an answer to the question posed, but it certainly could be taken as one. Because right now, he didn't care how they did this, as long as it happened.
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Convenient, then, that the whole thing hinged on positive feedback loops.
Also convenient that he'd practiced potionmaking technique with a slightly-enhanced lubricant. It wasn't actually magical, but it contained just barely enough peppermint oil to be cool and tingling to the touch. And with the Doctor around (any of him), he always kept some on him.
It was a bit awkward, fetching the bottle from his pocket one-handed and stroking himself slick, feeling the tingle and smiling, a fleeting self-congratulation at his work, before seizing the Doctor behind the knees, spreading his legs wider. He admired the sight long enough to burn it into his memory before taking the Doctor at his word, entering him in a deep thrust.
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However long it had been since he'd had sex, it had been even longer since he'd had sex like this. Since he opened up enough to trust anyone enough with this level of intimacy. It could only be the Master. It had only ever been the Master. Even after all that had happened, he still couldn't deny that connection they'd carried with them since school.
"NNH!" He tightened around the Master cock, taking a minute to adjust to the old pain in a body that hadn't experienced it yet.
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"I don't have to be rough," he murmured, rocking his hips slowly. "There are so many ways to feel good. It would take decades to even get a fair start on exploring them all, and that's just the physical part. Are you going to explore with me, Doctor?"
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"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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"Aren't we just..."
With the other's face hidden away in his shoulder he felt secure enough to reach down with his free hand to rub himself.
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"I won't forget a breath of this," he said, rather muffled.
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The guilt was rising back unbidden in his stomach and while he eventually kissed back, held the Master just as close, he didn't try to speak again.
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Everything else that had been welling up sank back into the crevices of his mind to be dealt with later.
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No thinking allowed, not now.
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His fingers dug deeper into the Master's skin as he communicated this urgency through their link, pushing down onto him with a groan.
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