WART from the Master!

[theregothedrums.livejournal.com]

It's been a while, all you wayward children of Hogwarts. I think it's time for a little more... music.

I know, the lyrics are sappy, but I love a good cover.

Now, that's a little less... sticky-sweet. Charming in its own way, I suppose.

...you know, I don't care. Maybe I don't mind sappy once in a while.

...what were you humans smoking in the 90s?

Now, here was a time when you had a little style.

...remember those days, Doctor? We should do a show together soon. I'll let you pick out the songs.

((ETA: Eventual NSFW in the Ten/Master thread))

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[tenofgallifrey.livejournal.com]

"Yeah. It's nice." He gr.nned, kissing and nibbling at the Master's neck]

[theregothedrums.livejournal.com]

The attention to his neck made him shiver, and he wriggled his fingertips under the Doctor's waistband, brushing against his hipbones. "And it's, it's just so easy. Uncomplicated. Need to keep track of how many drinks it takes to get to 'uncomplicated'."

[tenofgallifrey.livejournal.com]

"I'd say about six or seven roughly. Maybe ten." He sighed, lifting his hip while he chased after the clasp on the Master's trousers.

[theregothedrums.livejournal.com]

"Between six and ten, then." He sighed, momentarily distracted from stripping the Doctor to breathe heavily into his ear and nip his earlobe. "But only sometimes. I like your complications. Your twists and turns. The sorrows of your changing face. Right. Drunk enough to quote poetry in bed is drunk enough for uncomplicated."

[tenofgallifrey.livejournal.com]

Poetry Master? Really? Oh he is all over that. The Doctor smiles and rolls up so he's straddling the Master pinning him down and kissing him hard.

[theregothedrums.livejournal.com]

With a reaction like that, he might have to quote poetry more often. Even if it meant reading more of the stuff. For a glorious moment he relaxed, passive, simply giving in before clutching the Doctor's shoulders and returning the kiss eagerly, nipping and sucking at the Doctor's tongue.

[tenofgallifrey.livejournal.com]

He groaned, grinding down on the Master groin as he deepened the kiss.

"Love it when you surprise me."

[theregothedrums.livejournal.com]

"Keeps me on my toes," The Master murmured, wriggling, arching up against the Doctor and enjoying every moment of it. "Or flat on my back, in this case.

[tenofgallifrey.livejournal.com]

"I like you on your back", he said into the Master's ear while his hand dipped down to unfasten his pants.

[theregothedrums.livejournal.com]

He gripped the Doctor's shoulders as if his hands were bound in place, and had to force himself to stay in place when all he really wanted to do was rub shamelessly against the Doctor like... well, like a drunken student at the climax of an evening's schemes and games. So strange that all that was, in a way, true. "Convenient, then," he said, sounding rather more like a gasp than he'd meant it do, but the Doctor's breath on his ear had felt all kinds of right.

[tenofgallifrey.livejournal.com]

"Rather." The Doctor smirked, his head still foggy but beginning to clear. He sat back on the Master's legs as he undid the fly of his trousers.

"Hm.... It feels like we're missing something."

[theregothedrums.livejournal.com]

The Master whined as the Doctor sat up, missing the weight of him already. "We're missing us both being naked, I think. Missing feeling your skin all over."

[tenofgallifrey.livejournal.com]

"Well there's certainly that" he mused, rubbing the Mester teasingly as he slid the pants down. "But there's something else as well..."

[theregothedrums.livejournal.com]

"You're teasing me," he said, and his accusatory tone shifted to delight. "You've got something in mind." He grinned widely, sprawled on the bed. "A special little Doctor-plan, all for me. And you're so good at those."

[tenofgallifrey.livejournal.com]

"I am aren't I?" The Doctor couldn't help looking a little smug as his rubbed at the Master's erection with one hand. "Don't suppose you have any rope handy?"

[theregothedrums.livejournal.com]

His eyes only widened a little; mild and pleased surprise, but not astonishment. "Trunk at the foot of the bed. All sorts of lengths, if you're feeling fancy when you're sober enough to get elaborate." He let himself imagine the Doctor in nicely complex rope bondage, although it would be a while, if ever, before it could be realized. "Remind me. When we're sober. There's a spell."

[tenofgallifrey.livejournal.com]

Unfortunately, the Doctor had nothing quite so complex in mind. Or if he did, he was still too drunk to execute it. What resulted was the Master's hands strung up to the bedposts with several awkward knots.

He looked rather pleased with himself though, since at the very least they hadn't started to come loose yet and resumed lavishing attention one the Master.

[theregothedrums.livejournal.com]

Shifting his wrists, the Master pouted at the amount of give. "I'm not afraid of a bit of rope-burn, you know. It's the plucky young adventurer who needs to be able to work their wrists free at a dramatic moment. Evil masterminds slip away unnoticed at best when knots are involved." He looked at the Doctor with the very serious expression that is sometimes seen on the very drunk. "You see, if you tie me up properly, you'll have to stay around long enough to untie them later."

[tenofgallifrey.livejournal.com]

The Doctor paused, his lips just above one of the Master's nipples, looking bewildered. He sat up again, head cocked to the side as he peered down at the other Time Lord.

"You think I'm going to leave, why though... Why would you- Unless there was another me."

[theregothedrums.livejournal.com]

"We're not having that conversation now." An admission that there was a conversation to be had, or there'd be no getting him back on track. "Now we're going to be foolish together, with trimmings like poetry and recreational bondage, as silly as if we were young. I think we deserve it, don't you?"

[tenofgallifrey.livejournal.com]

He responded by slipping two slicked fingers into the Master's entrance and stretching gently. The Doctor's lips brushed over his ear as he whispered "I'm not going anywhere. And neither are you."

[theregothedrums.livejournal.com]

Well, that certainly distracted him from the haphazard quality of the knots. The Master gripped the ropes, and it was more than enough (under the circumstances) to give the impression of being securely bound. He shivered gleefully at the Doctor's words and even moreso at his touch, at the promise of more. "You'll never be rid of me," he whispered, squirming, hips rocking up greedily. "I'll always find my way to you, though hell should bar the way." Well, if poetry worked once, why not give it another go?

[tenofgallifrey.livejournal.com]

"You had better." The Doctor crooked one finger towards that spot deep inside the master before pulling out. "Because I'll never stop waiting."

[theregothedrums.livejournal.com]

He gasped sharply, then smiled. "Should get you drunk more often. Or at least sometimes. When I'm in the mood to hear you get romantic." Licking his lips, the Master tipped his head back on the pillow, relishing the moment of anticipation. "As long as it doesn't get in the way of you fucking me senseless."

[tenofgallifrey.livejournal.com]

"Oh I shouldn't think so" , the Doctor said carelessly as he lined himself up with the Master and pushed inside ever so slowly.