[RP for Ten and the Master]

[theregothedrums.livejournal.com]

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!]

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[theregothedrums.livejournal.com]

Right now he couldn't have been coherent if he tried. And for the moment, there was nothing he needed to be coherent about. The simple emotions of delight, relief, and hope were shared now, without the intricate reasoning behind them. And the physical pleasure, the increasing urgency in his movements as his body began to demand release, well, the Doctor could feel that too.

No thinking allowed, not now.

[tenofgallifrey.livejournal.com]

The Doctor was already close to the brink, momentarily deterred by the awkward exchanged, but now the two of them were moving past that in great strides.

His fingers dug deeper into the Master's skin as he communicated this urgency through their link, pushing down onto him with a groan.

[theregothedrums.livejournal.com]

He might have made some sound; doubtless one of them were responsible for the hoarse gasps that occasionally resembled words and the intermittent whimpers. The Master had retreated past thinking of them as separate beings and let his awareness ride the sensations as his body operated on pure instinct. It was best for him that way, best to feel their climaxes trigger each other like linked charges without caring which fuse had run out first. And it really did feel like an explosion, a great pulse of rippling pleasure that raced down each neural pathway, leaving him calm and still with an absolutely ridiculous grin.

[tenofgallifrey.livejournal.com]

There certainly were a great many sounds coming from the pair of them and the Doctor's voice was lost in the heavy breathing and low moans that filled the air between them. So many sounds, so many feelings that when he finally came, the Doctor's wasn't sure if the explosive climax reached was his own, the Master's, or both combined.

Either way, the overwhelming sensation of their minds as thoroughly entwined as their bodies were pushed the Doctor farther than he'd been in a long time. He remained aware of his surroundings just long enough to see the Master's beatific smile fade into darkness.

By the time the Master came down from that high he'd find himself looking down at the Doctor, fast asleep, still holding him.