Hello everyone. So, I started this roleplay at the beginning of the year with Kaz Gemcity. I would strongly suggest you read some of her work. She is brilliant. This is really just a PWP but later on it does manage to get some plot. Anyway, it is still ongoing. I hope to post a chapter every week or so. unedited but is being edited now so yeah. Uhh… Yeah. Enjoy.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything in this story. It would be awesome if I did though… They are owned by the BBC.
The Doctor awoke to a pounding headache, with no recall of what happened previously. He rolled over to the side and picked himself up when a figure caught his eye. He looked up, slowly, carefully to the figure's face. Only one name came to his mind,
"Master."
The Master watched the Doctor as he came to consciousness, it had taken a while to get back in the TARDIS and he didn't mean to knock the Doctor out, but these things just happen.
The Doctor blinked slowly, not quite sure whether the figure in front of him was real or simply a figment of his overactive imagination. He sat up slowly and leaned again the console of the TARDIS gently massaging the throbbing pain out of his forehead.
"One of us should be dead." He finally said when it became clear The Master wasn't going to explain anything.
"Or both of us," The Master lent against the console, "But who cares? We're alive." He ran a hand through his blond hair, "So, pilot this thing and get us out of here. Somewhere. Anywhere."
The Doctor raised his eyebrows and smirked. "Anywhere in space or time. Where should we begin?"
The Master screwed his face up in pain, taking a shaky breath in. The Drums pounded against his skull, and weren't showing any signs of stopping. The Master thought they would have disappeared with the Timelords, but they stayed. Never quieting and never ceasing. He was convinced he would be stuck with them forever.
Pulling himself up from the floor, the Doctor began to play with the TARDIS control, stopping when he glanced at the Master and caught his look of pain.
"Still there?" He asked quietly.
The Master tried to distract himself from the rhythm, "Don't worry yourself about it."
The Doctor frowned.
"Hey," he said, moving toward the other Time Lord and putting his hands on either side of his face, forcing their eyes to meet. "It's hurting you. Of course I'm going to worry about it."
The Master squeezed his eyes shut. He wanted to pull away, he didn't want the Doctor's help, but the drums had other ideas. He gripped the Doctor's wrists, torn between tearing them away or leaving them on the side of his face. He chose the latter.
"They won't quieten," the Master's voice was small, "They haven't since the Timelords disappeared." He looked up at the Doctor, "Help, please."
The Doctor closed his eyes. He slowly leaned forward, pressing his lips to The Master's forehead. He hummed against the skin, rubbing small circles on the other man's temples with his thumbs.
The Master flinched at first, then relaxed at the touch. The Drums didn't quieten but the gesture did help him focus on something else. He let out a sigh of contentment as the Doctor rubbed his temples.
"You have to let me in Master. I can't take it from you if you don't let me into your mind." The Doctor chastised him gently.
The Master whimpered when the Drums protested, "What if it's worse without them? What if I can't cope?"
"Then I'll be right here to hold you up. I'm not going anywhere Master." The Doctor swore.
The Master looked into the Doctor's eyes for reassurance, taking a breath before opening his mind and letting the Doctor in.
The Doctor winced when The Master let him. The drums were incessant and incredibly loud. Taking a deep breath, he pulled the sound into his own mind.
The Master struggled against the Doctor, whimpering as the Drums were slowly pulled from his mind. It hurt, it shouldn't hurt at all. "Doctor," he gritted his teeth, "It hurts."
The Doctor frowned. It shouldn't have hurt, it should have been just the opposite. "Stop fighting it Master. Let them go." He pressed another kiss to the others forehead in an attempt to relax him.
The Master let the last of his defences go, surrendering fully to the Doctor as the pain lessened.
The Doctor gasped as the full extent of the drums came into his mind. He shuddered, pulling his mind away from The Master's when he could no longer sense the drums in The Master's head. "Better?" He asked quietly.
The Master was quiet for a moment. Still grasping the fact that the Drums had disappeared. "I-" He felt light headed as he leant back against the console for support, "It-They're gone..." everything sounded louder, he could hear more, he could think clearly. It was overwhelming, he felt sick in the stomach, "Doctor..." He started sinking to the floor as the room started swaying.
"Whoa there." The Doctor caught the Master as he fell, gently lowering both of them to the floor and pulling the Master into his lap. "Just breathe."
The Master took a couple of deep breaths and lent his head on the Doctors shoulder, closing his eyes again. "It's too quiet," he mumbled.
"I can make your pulse pound in your ears." The Doctor teased gently, rocking the other man in his lap.
The Master sighed, "It wouldn't be the same," he quietened as the Doctor rocked them, it was oddly comforting and he felt himself relaxing in his lap.
The Doctor smiled at just how peaceful the other man looked in his arms. "I'd bet you'd like it." He said in mock seriousness. He watched as The Master curled up in his arms and he pulled his head against his chest where he could hear his hearts.
"Why when I've got yours to listen to," he gripped the front of the Doctor's jacket, before playing with a button, "How do you cope with the emptiness?"
The Doctor laughed darkly. "I don't. I run from it, but it hurts every single second." He thought for a moment , running a hand through The Master's hair. "It's not important."
"Mmm... They're just as bad as each other; the Drums and the silence." He looked up at the Doctor, "Where did you put them?"
The Doctor shrugged. "They're in my mind now. I can hear them trying to take over and drive me insane. But then I think of you. That seems to shut them up pretty well."
The Master frowned, "Why would you burden yourself like that? What if they do drive you insane?"
"I couldn't bear to see them hurting you. And I'm already insane Master. If killing my entire family, my entire race didn't push me over the edge, then nothing is going to." The Doctor answered the question coldly.
"Don't talk like that, you did it because you had to. You saved the rest of the universe, I don't blame you." he absentmindedly started stroking the Doctor's arm, "I would have never been able to make that decision, I respect you for that."
"You respect me for killing everyone we ever loved?" The Doctor asked, looking down with something resembling astonishment.
"There wasn't anyone there that I loved anymore, that's why I fled, and I never realised you were fighting as well. That would have taken a lot of bravery to come to that decision." He dropped his gaze to his lap, "I'm sorry if I've upset you,"
The Doctor waved away the Master's apology. "You used to love me, you know. Way back when."
The Master nodded, "I fled thinking you had fled as well, seeing as that was what you wanted to do your whole life but I had a thought in the back of my head that you stayed and fought," He paused, "or died." He looked back up at the Doctor, "I knew that if I fob watched myself, I wouldn't remember you anyway. I thought it would be easier that way, but I kept having dreams of the War, even though I couldn't recall it and sometimes I would wake up screaming. One vivid dream was watching a faceless stranger getting torn to shreds, too broken to regenerate. It wasn't until I opened the fob watch that I realised the stranger was you."
"I got the chance to go, but I couldn't take it. Not with my daughter still alive. And then you left, and she died, and The President was throwing us over a cliff for the sake of his own power. I truly expected to die along with them."
The Master frowned, "What did you do? How did you escape?"
"Honestly? I have absolutely no idea. I woke up in the TARDIS, and I watched Gallifrey burn. I activated a time lock and then I ran, and I never looked back." The Doctor trailed off, staring into nothingness.
The Master let the silence carry on, not wanting to disturb the Doctor, when it became too long he shifted slightly in his lap, "Thank you, for taking the Drums away."
The Doctor looked surprised that the Master was still there. "You are quite welcome, love."
The Master stiffened in the Doctor's lap, "Don't,"
"It's been I long time." The Doctor said, rocking the Master and willing him to relax again.
"Exactly, it's been too long," He started pulling himself out of the Doctor's arms.
The Doctor steadfastly refused to let him go. "Never thought you'd be the one to say that."
The Master stopped struggling and collapsed back into the Doctors arms "I missed you, more than I should have."
"And now I'm right here, and you're pushing me away. That doesn't make sense. We don't have to fight Master, just this once, we can let it go." The Doctor's tone was almost pleading.
The Master pressed his head back to the Doctor's chest, "I know,"
"Let's ignore out parents wars. We did it once before. Lets do it again."
The Master nodded, "Okay," he sat up straighter and rested his forehead on the Doctor's cheek, "It's still too quiet,"
"It won't be when your hearts are pounding in your chest darling." The Doctor teased, putting his fingers under The Master's chin and raising his head to look him in the eye.
The Master raised his eyebrow, "And just how are you going to make that happen?"
The Doctor grinned. He slowly pushed the Master back until he was straddling him on the floor. "Well I'm going to start by doing this..." He mumbled, pressing his lips hard against the others.
The Master froze before moving his lips against the Doctor's and moaning at the touch.
The Doctor pulled away, smiling slyly. "That seemed to work."
The Master glared up at him, "Shut up and kiss me again," He wrapped his arm around the back of the Doctor's neck and pulled him into another kiss.
The Doctor traced the Master's lips with his tongue before using it to gain entrance into his mouth.
The Master let the Doctor slip into his mouth. He entwined his fingers into the Doctor's hair, pulling him closer to the floor.
The Doctor moaned into the kiss, deeply exploring all of the Master's mouth.
The Master moved his arms to the Doctor's waist, pulling him against his body.
The Doctor tutted, and pulled away. "I like seeing you like this Master. Maybe I should just tease you. It gets me a quality reaction." The Doctor teased, rotating his hips against the masters nonetheless.
The Master whined, wanting more, "Doctor, please."
The Doctor grinded his hips down harder. "Begging already, are we?"
The Master moaned at the touch "Just make my hearts pound,"
"With pleasure." The Doctor leaned over and began to suck gently on The masters neck.
The Master arched up at the touch, moaning in pleasure.
Without pulling his mouth away from the Masters neck, the doctor began to undo the buttons of his shirt.
He shuddered under the Doctor's touch, moaning at the contact.
The Doctor pulled away, "Shirt off." He ordered
It took a while for the Master to collect himself before he obeyed, throwing it away from him before pulling the Doctor into another kiss and unbuttoning his shirt.
The Doctor moaned against the Master's lips, helping him to undo the buttons on his own shirt.
He pushed his shirt off his shoulders and latched on to the Doctor's neck.
The Doctor groaned wantonly, falling against the Master.
The Master quickly flipped them over, straddling the Doctor and silencing his shout of protest with a kiss as he tangled his hands in his hair.
The Doctor struggled for a moment before relaxing against the floor.
The Master rolled his hips against the Doctor's as he moved to his neck, licking at the Doctor's pulse before grazing his teeth over the skin.
The doctor panted, running his fingers through the Master's hair.
The Master grabbed the Doctor's arms and pinned them above his head on the floor as he bit his neck and started sucking.
"Not, ahhh, fair." The Doctor protested, arching up against the Master nonetheless.
The Master moved down the Doctor's chest, licking and kissing before moving to one of his nipples, flicking his tongue over the sensitive nub.
The Doctor didn't even attempt to muffle the yelp that escaped him. He struggled against the Master's hold on his wrists, trying for more room to move.
The Master held his wrists down harder as he teased the sensitive nub between his teeth before sucking it.
"Master. I swear on Gallifrey..." The Doctor threatened.
The Master pulled away with a pop before hovering over the Doctors face and giving him a smirk before moving to his other side and teasing his other nipple as he managed to settle himself in between the Doctor's legs.
"I hate you." The Doctor muttered, managing to wrap his legs around The Master's waist.
The Master rolled his hips as he moved back to the Doctor's face, nibbling on his lower lip before slipping his tongue into his mouth.
The Doctor bit down lightly on the Master's tongue, sucking on it.
The Master moaned before releasing the Doctor's arms and trailing his own to the top of the Doctor's trousers.
The Doctor immediately brought his hands to the Master's neck, pulling him further into the kiss.
He undid the top of the Doctor's trousers, pulling away as he slipped them off, pulling his shoes off with them.
"Yours too." The Doctor demanded, flipping the pair over again when the Master didn't immediately comply.
The Master struggled slightly, before letting the Doctor work off his trousers.
"Good boy." The Doctor smirked, pulling down the waistband of the Master's pants and kissing his hip.
The Master squirmed under the Doctors touch, "Shut up,"
The Doctor looked up at him innocently. "Why don't you make me?"
The Master waited a moment before flipping them once more, pressing his lips hard against the Doctors.
The Doctor wrapped his legs around the Masters waist and held them flush against each other.
The Master paused for a moment, "Have you got any lube?"
The Doctor frowned. "I doubt it. Haven't done this since Jack."
The Master frowned, "You did it with the Freak?"
"Jack is not a freak. And he is really quite good." The Doctor snapped, slightly harsher than he intended.
"Sure, of course he is, he would fuck anything with a mind." He pinned the Doctor's arms to his sides and lent closer to his face, "Let's see if I'm better than him then,"
The Doctor struggled a little, but knew it wouldn't do him much good. "Good luck." He teased with a smirk.
The Master moved to the Doctors groin, breathing out over his semi-hard erection.
The Doctor sucked in his breathe and then whimpered.
The Master let the Doctors arms go to hold his hips down as he licked up the shaft.
The Doctor tangled his hands in The Master's hair, struggling to arch his hips toward his mouth.
The Master darted his tongue out, catching a drop of pre-come.
"More." The Doctor demanded.
Without warning, the Master took him fully into his mouth til he felt the Doctor's head hit the back of his throat.
"Thank… You." The Doctor breathed, head falling back against the floor.
He pulled his head up, creating suction before repeating the process.
The Doctor moaned loudly, fingers tightening in the Master's hair.
The Master pulled up and gripped the base of the Doctors cock as he wrapped his lips around the tip before swirling his tongue around his head.
"If you keep doing that, I'm going to come." The Doctor warned him.
"That was my aim, unless you would rather come some other way?"
"Wasn't complaining. Though I'd love to have you in me. "
The Master looked up at the Doctor, moving his finger to his entrance before pushing in.
The Doctor gasped, but kept eye contact with the Master
The Master added a second, scissoring his fingers.
"If I told you that you're better than Jack, would you just do me roughly?"
"Depends on what I feel like and how it affects me." He curled his fingers slightly, brushing against the Doctors prostate.
The Doctor gasped, "You get to see me fall apart for you?" The Doctor offered pleadingly.
The Master bit back a moan that threatened to escape, he wanted to take the Doctor hard and fast but he wanted to see him come apart for him. He pulled his fingers out and slicked his cock up with pre-cum and spit before lining it up with the Doctor's entrance, "Sorry if it hurts," He mumbled before pushing in slowly.
The Doctor groaned, half in pain and half in pleasure as the Master pushed into him. "Move." He begged after a moment of adjustment.
The Master slowly pulled out before pushing back in, "Fuck, you're tight,"
"And you feel amazing." The Doctor answered back with a groan.
The Master moaned as he sped up, angling slightly and brushing the Doctors prostate.
"I forgot how much you loved being told how fucking brilliant you are." The Doctor commented mildly, tightening his legs around the master's waist.
"You catch on fast," He leant over and started pumping the Doctor's length in time with his thrusts.
"Years of practice." The doctor mumbled, arching his hips toward the Master's hand.
The Master smirked before he felt heat pool in his stomach as he neared his climax.
"So close." The Doctor mumbled, thrusting faster into the Master's fist.
The Master grunted as his thrusts became shallower and faster.
The Doctor came first, coming over the Masters fist and onto their stomachs.
The Doctor's climax made the Master come hard after, yelling the Doctors name before collapsing on top him on the floor.
The Doctor was breathing heavily underneath the Master.
"Hearts pounding yet?"
"Mmm," the Master replied before rolling off the Doctor.
"Good." The Doctor smiled. "You didn't have to get off, you know."
"Thought it was uncomfortable for you,"
"It's perfect. You're perfect."
The Master rolled back, throwing an arm and leg over the Doctor and placing his head on his chest before sighing, "I love you,"
The Doctor pressed a light kiss against the top of his head. "I love you more."
"You probably do, I'm not arguing with that." He moved his hand and placed it over the Doctor's hearts, feeling them beat under his touch. He moved his hand up the Doctors neck, cupping his face before the Master placed a kiss on the side of his neck.
The Doctor chuckled lightly, closing his eyes and letting his head fall back under the Master's administrations.
The Master ran a hand through the Doctor's hair before sighing and putting it back on his chest and nuzzling his face in the Doctor's neck, "I've missed you, so much."
"It was your own fault." The Doctor reminded him, rubbing small circles on the Master's back.
"I know. All I wanted was to rule the universe, with you at my side, but I don't want that anymore. I don't want the universe, I just want you."
"You could have had me. From the very beginning, I would have run away with you. I always wanted to see the stars, and I never wanted to do it alone. But you never gave me the choice to see it with you."
"I know, and I'm sorry."
"Mmm. I'm so glad to have you back. I love you, so much."
The Master let his eyes wander over the Doctor's body, "This regeneration of yours is gorgeous," he let his hand wander down before resting over the Doctor's hip.
The Doctor placed his hand over the Master's. "So they keep telling me. And you're not too bad yourself. My hair's better though."
The Master smiled, "Yeah, it is," he tilted his head up to look at the Doctor, taking in the features of his face before propping up on his elbow and running a hand through the Doctor's hair, "You're almost ginger, just a few shades off."
The Doctor brought his hands up to cover his face. "Never going to get to be ginger." He pouted.
The Master moved the Doctor's hands from his face before giving him a kiss, "You will, one regeneration. Just don't make it too soon. I'm rather fond of this regeneration." He gave him a smile before standing up.
"That's good. He's rather fond of you." The Doctor watched the Master without getting up. "You're not leaving, are you?"
The Master bent down and picked up his clothes, "And miss fucking you every day?" he gave the Doctor a smile, "I'm having a shower, care to join?"
"Of course." The Doctor responded, slowly getting up and stretching his arms above his head. "And who says I'm going to fuck you every day?" He teased, sticking his tongue out.
The Master threw his pants over his shoulder, "Fine then, then we won't fuck at all. It's either every day or not at all, your choice." His laughter rang through the TARDIS as he made his way through the halls to the bathroom.
The Doctor was behind him in an instant, pressing him against the hallway wall. "Or I could take you when I want you, how I want to, wherever I want you." He suggested.
The Master struggled against the Doctor, "No, I am the Master and you will obey me now get off."
The Doctor didn't move, instead he began to suck on the Master's neck. "No."
The Master shuddered at the touch, "Doctor, get off me now."
"And miss an opportunity to get you all hot and bothered? I'd rather not."
The Master felt his heart beats quicken as he became aroused. He struggled against the Doctor once more and gave up when it was no use, "Doctor, please."
The Doctor stepped back, removing himself completely from The Master. "No. I'm going to go take a shower." He said, with might be called an evil grin, turning and starting to walk away.
The Master ran down and over took the Doctor, "Not if I have one first."
The Doctor laughed and started running, easily catching up. "I do more running than you, love."
The Master chuckled as he watched the Doctor over take him when a door caught his eye. He stopped and walked over, grabbing the handle, "Doctor..."
The Doctor stopped and turned back. "Don't-" he started, but the Master was already inside.
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