The Doctor followed the Master's gaze, staring at the sex shop and blushing. "Oh, that," he said, looking away. "Um, do you want to go in?" The Doctor asked, more to be polite than expecting him to actually respond.
The Master laughed, covering up his surprise from the Doctor's suggestion. His eyes still crinkled at the corners, he looked at the Doctor and flashed his teeth. "Well, I was okay with just passing by, but if you insist, Doctor, then lets fulfill that need of yours." Without waiting for a reply, he dragged the Doctor across the street and through the doors of the shop.
The Doctor blushed furiously, not realizing he'd say yes, and cast his eyes downwards at seeing all the, uh, merchandise. "Oh, look, handcuffs," he said meekly, spotting a pair of handcuffs with fuzzy red fur. "I doubt they'd be able to actually hold someone though, they seem to be more for show..." the Doctor observed, imagining The Master in them... then quickly banishing the thought from his head.
The Master chuckled. "Doctor, you act as if you've never been in a place like this. Don't tell me this is your first time?" The Master bent down to pick up the handcuffs, rubbing the soft fur between his fingers. Venturing further into the store, and dragging the Doctor behind him, he found a bottle of Venusian lube and picked it up too. "Anything you want, Doctor?" he asked smugly.
"Well, why would I have ever been in here? Have you ever been in one of these before?" the Doctor questioned, looking around skeptically. "And why would I need something?" The Doctor rolled his eyes, although some of the toys in the shop did look quite appetizing – and imagining The Master with some of these things wasn't hurting anyone much. The Doctor licked his lips distractedly.
The Master scoffed. "Well, of course I have, Doctor," he said. "I'm quite surprised you haven't been; at least once in your 900 years." He shrugged. As he watched the Doctor, the Master noticed he looked interested in a few of the surrounding items. He also tried not to be distracted by the Doctor's wiggly tongue. "Doctor, please," he said. "Pick something up and we can get it. My treat."
"Why have you been in one? I didn't have any need to be in one," the Doctor insisted. "I don't want anything." Though some of the objects did catch his eye. He could at least take one, right? Not for anything it might be really used for... more for educational purposes, of course. "Well, which one would be the best... in general?" The Doctor asked.
The Master rolled his eyes. "Doctor," he said. "You're nearly 1000 years old. Surely you've experimented with some of the humans that travel with you?" He brushed it off. "Anyways, concerning your question; you probably don't want any if these things until you have some experience, Doctor." He chuckled, imagining himself giving the Doctor some 'experience' of his own.
"What makes you think I don't have experience?" the Doctor shot at him. "Just because I've never been in here doesn't mean other people haven't bought toys to pleasure me." The Doctor folded his arms. "The problem is, they usually buy them so I don't know what's what. I'm usually blindfolded..." he trailed off.
The Master's eyes widened slightly, and he tried not to think about the Doctor blindfolded. A shudder ran through his body and he tried to clear his mind of the images which kept appearing. But, that was a little difficult considering where they were currently standing. In a flurry of movement, the Master grabbed a few handfuls of toys, lube, and an assortment of blindfolds. Before the Doctor could ask any questions, he slammed everything down on the checkout counter. The total was very high, to say the least.
The Doctor rolled his eyes, lowering his voice to a whisper so the sales clerk wouldn't hear. "And how do you plan on paying for those?" he asked. "You've been stuck on a barren wasteland for Rassilon knows how long; I highly doubt you have any money." While he was talking, the Doctor's eyes curiously brushed over the toys he'd planned on buying. Suffice to say, they all looked very... interesting.
The Master smiled and winked. "Watch and learn, Doctor." He turned to the sales clerk, who was looking at him expectantly for money. The Master leant in close to the man, catching his eye. "Do you want to give us those for free?" he said, voice deep and slow, pronunciating each syllable individually. The man seemed to zone out for a moment, and then shook his head, his eyes refocusing.
"That'll be free of charge," he said, handing the Master the bag.
The Doctor raised his eyebrow "Bu..But..But..Wh..What?." The Doctor spluttered, at a loss for words as they walked from shop. "How did you do that?" The Doctor asked him, highly confused and very curious as to what he'd just done "Was that...hypnotism? Or charm? Or...something?" The Doctor questioned, eyeing him nervously.
The Master grinned. "Doctor, you forget," he said. "I've always been skilled in the ways of hypnotism." He continued walking, bag in one hand and the other handcuffed to the Doctor. But as they made a turn, his hand accidently brushed the other's, making him blush slightly and pull away. "Can we go now?" he asked, trying to sound impatient.
The Doctor blushed as well at the feel of The Master's hand against his, deciding it'd be best not to mention it. "Why?" The Doctor asked. "We haven't even seen everything yet!" he exclaimed. "We've only been in one shop! There's so much more to see!" the Doctor told him. "Don't you want to see it?"
The Master rolled his eyes. "What else is there to see? I've got everything I need; now you can just drop me off on a sex planet and you never have to see me again." He licked his lips, but felt a pang of fear that that Doctor might actually do just that.
"I can't let you out of my sight. You're my responsibility," the Doctor told him firmly, feeling a pang of jealousy at the thought of The Master with someone else. "From now on, we're stuck with each other," he said. "So you'd better get used to handcuffs." Then, realizing what he'd said, the Doctor began to splutter. "I-I-I didn't mean it like that!"
The Master blushed, but grinned evilly. "Don't worry, Doctor," he purred. "It's not my comfort I'm concerned with." He began dragging the Doctor back toward the TARDIS eagerly.
The Doctor let out a small sound of protest but otherwise easily let The Master taking him back to the TARDIS. "Earth is fantastic, you really don't know what you're missing by going back to The TARDIS," the Doctor whined, trying to appear calm.
"Blah blah blah," mumbled the Master. "I don't care about Earth; there's sooo many more exciting things to discover inside." He smiled a crooked smile, dragging the Doctor along with him through the doors of the TARDIS.
"Exciting things?" The Doctor asked, face flushing. "Like what? The rooms? They're exactly the same as what someone would find on Earth. Or the console? You can't touch that without being shocked!"
"I'd advise you to shut up," suggested the Master. "I'm not going to touch your precious console; but I am going to be doing a lot if touching in general." He raised one eyebrow, a grin seeping over his face. 'Fuck it,' he thought to himself. 'I'm gonna have some fun.'