Disclaimer: I own nothing. Takes place during part 1 of "The End Of Time"
"Remember the first time?" The master whispered into the Doctor's ear.
"Of course I do…How can I forget?" The Doctor replied.
"It went something like this didn't it?" The Master said, cupping the Doctor's face in his hands and kissing him, slowly ,wanting to enjoy the moment.
They had been young then, curious and adventurous. The Doctor remembered running off together, just after dawn, skipping lessons and hiding in a quiet place behind a stone wall. There it started. The way The Master looked at the other, who's cheeks would flush and he would look away. A hand reached out and grabbed The Doctor's. That hand soon turned to a head on a shoulder and a pair of arms around a waist.
It continued to escalate, turning into fore heads and noses pressed against each other, then hips and finally lips. When the kiss ended, they both felt peaceful and content. "just one more" The Master asked. The Doctor leaned in to kiss him again. "Can it just stay this way forever?" The Master asked
"I wish it could" The Doctor answered, touching the other's cheek.
But it couldn't and it didn't the pair who had once been so happy fell apart and became the worst of enemies.
Now as they stood in a yard full of rubbish, the Master, newly brought back from the dead looked the Doctor dead in his eyes, kissed his lips gently. "No matter what I do wrong…" he whispered. "I love you."
A tear came to the Doctor's eye. He couldn't tell if the Master was being sincere or just trying to bring down his guard. This man was a sociopath, there where things wrong with him that even The Doctor couldn't figure out.
But things felt like they used to for just a brief moment. "I love you too." He whispered in return, planting another kiss on The Master.
Then, the Master ran off as fast as he could, leaving the Doctor stunned and numb. " That's what I get isn't it?" He thought. "I always seem to fall in love with the wrong people."