The Neosycor watched in dead silence; the two Time Lords looked each other in the eye. Deeply. Knowingly.
Waiting for the first move.
The Master smirked as he pushed the Doctor back onto all fours, fixating his struggling opponent on the floor with his own massive body on top of him.
"Get off me!" snapped the Doctor and growled. The pain between his legs hadn't vanished and neither had his irrepressible wish to kill his opponent.
The Doctor gasped for air.
Killing...
He let out a dismissive snort.
he never wanted to kill... he was never driven by those primitive...
He swallowed and moaned.
The pheromones seemed to kick in again.
"Get off!" hissed the Doctor through gritted teeth "Get off me or...!"
"Or what?" interrupted the Master "What are you going to do, Doctor? I'd like to see you shaking me off. And now be a well-behaved breeding animal and succumb."
The Master chuckled as he felt the till now tensed Doctor underneath him slacking.
Something was distressing the Doctor; but, and that was rather convenient, something seemed to annoy him even more than the Master's presence right now and therefore he seemed unfocused.
The Master took the opportunity and put his hands on the Doctor's upper parts of the hip bones and pulled him towards him again; he liked the Doctor on all fours... the skinny, small body...so precious... so weak...
The Master breathed in deeply and sucked in the Doctor's beguiling scent.
"Oh, Doctor" he moaned quietly "Still haven't worked it out, have you?
It's the pheromones; the thing on the other side of the Plexiglas pane got his hands on some pheromones and he's using them to turn you into what you really are; a primitive, underdeveloped and disgraceful specimen of a race of which you don't even deserve to be part of."
The Master pushed his groin against the Doctor's rear end; he pressed his hot and rock-hard limb against the Doctor's buttocks and let it slip between his butt cheeks probingly.
The Doctor flinched; and yet he felt his hip rising again as he moved involuntarily backwards against the Master's steaming body.
"Once we touch skin on skin..." the Master chuckled behind him and pushed the Doctor with increasing force; the Doctor remained silent underneath him, immobile and with his mouth slightly ajar.
"I heard every word" explained the Master as he kept dry-humping and pushing the absent-minded Doctor "Throughout the whole procedure I was listening; heard what he'd explained. But you've already been too consumed by your baser instincts; you haven't really noticed that you actually behaved like a laboratory animal, have you?"
The Master laughed viciously and stopped his movement for a moment; the Doctor could do nothing but feel how his pelvis bent backwards and his spine arched; he released an unsatisfied whimper and snarled instantly, alarmed by his own behaviour.
"Lordosis behaviour" corrected the Master and chuckled after he'd skimmed through the Doctor's mind "It's the Lordosis behaviour that's driving you mad; Quite literally. But it's you who longs for my touch, it is you who tries to facilitate the intrusion of my swollen limb; and you're even begging me for the penetration."
The Doctor underneath him snarled and tilted his head back; then he turned his face aside to take a quick glance at the Master out of the corner of his eyes.
The Master leaned forward and bit down on the Doctor's neck.
The Doctor howled in pain and scratched his nails across the floor, spitting Gallifreyan curses at both the Master and the Neosycor, who watched the scene with increasing interest.
The Master wouldn't be stopped from chuckling as he pushed against the Doctor's hurting backside.
The Doctor was covered in cold sweat.
"You really are horny" smiled the Master behind him as one of his hands reached for the Doctor's nether regions
"I can tell by your scent."
"Screw the scent" snorted the Doctor and breathed heavily; "And you're a fine one to talk about other's behaviour. You've been lingering behind the door; you couldn't be stopped from growling, or snorting or humping the metal door."
"Oooh, but you have to admit that it was fun" laughed the Master and the Doctor became tense as he felt steamy flesh entering his clenched body; "You really have to admit that it was rather funny; and I didn't do it because some thing in a white coat gave me a hormone injection."
The Doctor locked his legs together and shivered as the Master moved his faced across his neck, drawing bloody marks on his skin.
The Doctor bit his lower lip and breathed in deep as his small and velvet tightness was stretched by the Master's throbbing cock. He closed his eyes and bit back a whimper as he felt the intruder moving forcefully deeper.
As the Master began to push against his backside he couldn't himself any longer and gave a pleading yelp.
"Oh come on" mumbled the Master above him "I'm off to a slow start so stop acting coyly. A Time Lord's body can bear more pain than that and you know it." The Master rammed his limb in deeper, inch by inch and added cheerfully "And I've already tried it on you."
The Doctor howled quietly and winced whenever the Master moved inside of him.
"Which reminds me..." mumbled the Master and stopped for a moment in mid-motion, his hot flesh deeply buried in the Doctor's twitching body.
"I've done that before, haven't I?"
The Doctor lifted his head a bit, silent tears floating down his face.
"What?!" he snapped before he gave another yelp.
"I've screwed you before. We've already done that. I remember you being still a virgin when we met at the academy." The Master stroked the Doctor's head absentmindedly and twirled his hair.
"And I made sure that it wouldn't stay this way for long; I remember doing it myself; You remember it, don't you? One dark night..."
"Stop it" snarled the Doctor.
"..one dark and silent night... and you didn't see me entering your room by window... Oh, you were a cutie, Doctor. Really a cutie... sweet... innocent..."
"I said stop it!" screamed the Doctor; the painful sound of his fists drumming on the floor echoed in the room.
The Master gave a sigh and shrugged; he never would have admitted that the Doctor had just spoiled the moment for him; but he was good at hiding his feelings.
"Oh well" he finally concluded as he picked up the pace again "Anyway, it wasn't very good back then. I mean you weren't very good. But at least it was real. You didn't act the blushing virgin, you were a blushing virgin."
"So?" breathed the Doctor heavily and snarled at the Master as he stopped again abruptly.
"So why do you keep pretending that it hurts? Mhh?"
"BECAUSE IT ACTUALLY HURTS YOU BLOODY BASTARD LOOMED BY A DOTER DURING AN UNGODLY NIGHT! IT BLOODY HURTS!"
The Master was quiet for a moment. Then a typical smirk appeared on his face.
"You haven't shouted like this in ages."
The Master penetrated the Doctor deep and passionately.
"Centuries" corrected the Doctor through gritted teeth "And I should have done it more often!"
"But it can't hurt, you've been through that before" insisted the Master.
There was a uneasy grunting sound from underneath him.
"Hasn't this place been staffed or occupied?"
The Doctor growled beastly and winced as the Master picked up the pace.
"For Kasterborous' sake: NO! And if you don't shut it..."
"Really? Then why did you stay in touch with Jack?"
"Because I like him!" shouted the Doctor and added "As a friend! And now stow it!"
The Master moved ruthlessly and fast, making the Doctor underneath him pant in both pleasure and pain; he smiled to himself.
Well, he had to admit he liked it that way.
"Could have sworn he'd had a go at you...but..."
The Master pushed him deeper and deeper until the Doctor would retort an easily audible growl.
"But what?!" snarled the Doctor.
"You're... you're so tight. I can't believe that Jack hadn't ploughed you but... it feels so..."
The Master breathed in deeply; he seemed to enjoy any moment of it.
Being in control.
Having a hurt and whimpering Doctor underneath him that would soon beg him...
"Look, can't you just get on with it?"
Oh yes, the Master smirked; a Doctor that would actually beg for getting fucked.
The Master's smile became broader.
"Say my name" he insisted.
The Doctor rolled his eyes and growled.
"Master" he mumbled quietly and flinched as the Master buried himself deeper inside his hurting backside.
The Doctor grunted and howled as the Master intensified his touch on both his back and his groin; and the Doctor cursed himself for enjoying the Master's rough treatment.
Sweat and Time Lord body fluids that won't be elaborated here bedabbled both their bodies and the floor. Both bodies moved against each other; longingly and driven by pleasure.
"I like you this tight" agreed the Master "It doesn't matter if you're a virgin."
"I am a virgin" retorted the Doctor and could have swallowed his own tongue for his reply.
"This body hasn't been... touched" he explained and shifted uneasy underneath the Master's steamy body.
"What?" asked the Master "Did you just try to tell me that whenever you regenerate... you have a fresh start?"
The Doctor pushed his rear end against the Master's groin.
"I can't stand your nagging anymore" he growled.
"Are you actually telling me that I've missed the opportunity of screwing your past regenerations?!" asked the Master.
The Doctor underneath him sighed.
"So it would seem."
The Master increased his force on the Doctor's body.
"That's not fair!" he snarled sulkily and gave the Doctor's hurting backside some painful pushes.
The Doctor rolled his eyes.
But the Master had found his usual smile again as the Doctor turned his head to catch a glimpse on his face.
"I'm gonna take it out on you. I guess it's the most fun with this regeneration anyway."
Their howls and moans intensified as the Master became more impassionate and penetrated the Doctor with increasing force.
Curses were spat, pleas were screamed and finally the Master collapsed on top of the Doctor, increasing the pressure on his back and forcing him down on the floor.
The Master panted heavily as the Doctor locked his legs together once more.
The Master palpated the Doctor's stretched cavity after his withdrawal; the Doctor gasped for air.
"We're not done yet" stated the Master as the Doctor tried to crawl away from him. The Doctor couldn't offer any resistance and was pulled back by the Master in an instant.
The Doctor's back made painful contact with the floor once more and the Doctor groaned and winced as the Master sat down on his thighs.
"I want you to release your pressure on me" commanded the Master.
The Doctor's head rolled into the nape of his neck; the Master grabbed his face by his chin and coerced him to look him directly in the eye.
"And I want you to look at me while you're doing it."
The Doctor flinched as the Master stroked his half hard limb with demanding fingers. He glared at the Master and panted unabashed.
"Do it" ordered the Master as he saw a golden flash in the Doctor's eyes.
"Yes Master" replied the Doctor obediently.
"Just do it!"
"Yes Master."
"Are you enjoying it?"
"Yes Master."
"Then show your gratitude and cum all over me."
"Yes Master...oh yes!"
The Doctor's body twitched and jerked uncontrollably.
The Doctor drew hasty breaths as he neared his climax.
The indescribable warmth of his pleasing touch... the sweet words he whispered in his ear...
With a shameless scream and a wheezing sound the Doctor felt the tension leaving his body.
He struggled for air and restrained a cough as he tried to slow down again.
The Master released his grip on the Doctor's limb and patted him on his thigh; he leaned forward and smiled contently at the Doctor.
"Who am I?"
The Doctor had dreaded this moment. He knew what answer was expected of him.
And, worst of all: he didn't even feel ashamed of giving it.
"My Master."
The Master laughed deafeningly and grabbed the Doctor by his shoulders. The Doctor snuggled up against him and rested his head on his chest.
He enjoyed the warmth of his body.
"Bloody pheromones" snarled the Doctor and huddled closer against him.
"Lakesh pheromones" added the Master "And yes, they seem to have a quite unpleasant effect on you..."
He smirked.
Both the Master's and the Doctor's gaze reached the Neosycor that stood motionless behind the Plexiglas pane.
The Doctor's eyes swivelled upwards and he met the Master's vicious stare.
The Doctor smiled mischievously as another flash of silver trailed across his hazel eyes.
"Bring me its head" ordered the Master in a low voice and gave the Doctor a pat.
"Yes Master" replied the Doctor submissively and lunged at the Plexiglas that burst under his weight.
Author's Note: A sudden but (hopefully) satisfying ending. Please let me know what you think. (And PLEASE let me know if you want to read more stuff like that.)
And if you want to know what Lakesh pheromones are you should go over to Dengirl's "Caverns of Perdition" and find it out. I'm sure that you'll enjoy this story.
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