Obligatory Disclaimer: Who can guess what I am going to say? I do not own Doctor Who nor any of its spinoffs. I do own many of the characters and much of the plots of this story and this story only.
Quick Author's Note: Sorry for the lack of an update. I have dealt with a lot of things this week and havent had the time or energy to write. I'll try to put up two chapters today to make up for it...
WARNING: Explicit scene and such. Okay to read first half.
Enjoy.
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Chapter Twenty-Five:
A Key, You Git
"What are you doing here?"
The Master stared at her, his face a mask of rage like she'd never seen before. She closed the door to their former room tightly behind her, tears still rushing from her eyes. She hurried towards him, throwing her arms around his neck, only to be instantly pushed away by the man.
Keara Ashland could not control herself.
Her tears didn't slow, or dull, and they certainly didn't stop. The Master pushing her away only seemed to make them worse as a wave of rejection shot through her.
It's all I deserve. I'm carrying Sabas' child. I shouldnt even be allowed to take another breath, let only be comforted.
"What the fuck did you think you were doing?" The Master shouted, grabbing Keara by the arm. A sob caught in her throat as she fought to suppress a shout of pain. She knew just how angry he was, and it hurt her even more than the physicality of it all.
"I was - You don't un-understand," Keara choked, trying to get her breathing under control. Nothing seemed to work as more tears came. The Master gave her a rough shake, trying to get her to make sense but it only caused her to cry harder.
"You have to calm down," He snarled, shoving her away once more.
Keara could hear his drums echoing in her mind, as reassuring as the first time she had heard them on that highway. She took them in, letting them consume her as they grew louder in her mind. They revealed everything around her as the woman was finally slow down the tears. They didn't leave though, just slowed.
"Stay out of my mind, Quis," The Master demanded, shoving her against the wall. She whimpered, but didn't release her grip on his drums. When they didn't return to him, he seemed to grow angrier. "I swear, I don't have a single problem with killing you! Give me one reason I shouldnt."
"I love you," Keara replied, trying to wipe the tears away from her face. The Master's face was only softened the slightest bit as he looked her over, not letting his eyes linger over her face for very long. "Please. You have to understand that what I did wasnt meant to hurt you! I had to do! I honestly love you, Master!"
"Why are you crying?" He asked, his tone icy. His eyes finally came up to meet her but the woman darted her eyes away quickly. The Master growled, his hand coming up to force her chin towards him. "Tell me!"
"We have to leave," She stated, trying to move away from him. He wasnt about to let Keara go, but she struggled anyway. "Now!"
"Not until you talk," He replied, tightening his grip on her. It felt as though her chin was going to crack under his tightened grasp and she whimpered once again.
"We can talk later," Keara pulled her chin away, only for it to be held in place by the Time Lord. She huffed, staring up at his brown eyes. There was no longer any longing there, only hatred. She bit her bottom lip, tears beginning to stain her face once more.
"Keara," He stressed, pulling her face up to meet his lips. The kiss was nothing like the others. There was no feeling behind them, neither hatred or passion. Nothing except his own humiliating way of getting exactly what he wanted.
"Dont! Dont do that!" She pushed him away and his hand finally fell away from her face. He looked at her, a questioning look on his face.
"I'm not doing anything," He stated coolly, shaking his head gently back and forth. She had to stop herself from slapping him as she heard the words tumble out of his mouth.
"You know what exactly you're doing! All you want is answers and you'll play me like a violin if you know it'll help you," Her voice was shaky and she wasnt sure if it was out of anger or sorrow.
"If you'd just tell me," He replied, not bothering to deny it. He stared down at her, his eyes smoldering her.
"I'm..." Her sentence instantly fell flat, pure fear stopping her from continuing. She inhaled a sharp breath, trying to find the courage to speak. The Master was quiet, seeming almost to allow her the luxury to recover. "I'm pregnant."
"That isn't possible," He stated, as if he knew it for a fact. "Dominus wont be born for another twelve years!"
"You know?" She asked with an incredulous expression.
"Of course I know," The Master rolled his eyes, taking a step closer to her. Their bodies were nearly flush against one another and she could feel his warm breath against her lips. "How on Gallifrey can you be with child?"
"Because it isn't yours," Keara whispered, hanging her head. She could feel the Master tense against her. "I wish it were. I wish that I could say that it was anyone else's child inside me. But the fact is-"
"Its Sabas' child!"
The Master was already pacing a few meters away from her. He had moved so quickly that she hadn't even realized he'd shifted. Keara was trying to calm the drums inside him, but for once they were completely out of her reach. It was as if he were clinging to them for dear life.
"It isn't as if I can help it," She sobbed, wrapping her arms around herself. The Master didn't look up at her.
"If you had just listened to me!" He screamed, continuing to pace back and forth. "If you'd never allowed that Aquincum fuck to touch you, then you wouldn't been in this mess!"
"So this is suddenly my fault?" She shouted, her sorrow quickly mixing into rage. How dare he suggest such a thing!
"That's exactly what I'm saying," He jabbed, throwing Keara a hateful glance. She returned it with one of her own, though she was sure it wasnt as intense as his own.
"If I hadn't allowed all this to happen," She yelled, coming to stand in front of the Time Lord. "Then we wouldn't be any closer to escaping this place!"
"We aren't any closer!" He retorted. "The Doctor thinks he has everything figured out but this situation is completely out of his hands!"
"What are you talking about?"
"Even if you've accessed the Eye of Harmony, we still have to activate the synthetic TARDIS," He stated matter-of-factually. "If you're with Sabas' child, than Dominus will never exist! And even if you get past all that, how are we supposed to get around the collars?"
"You think you know everything, don't you?" She asked, shaking the hair out of her eyes. "Do you honestly think I would put myself through all of this so we could be stopped by stupid, trivial facts like that?"
"Yes I do," He replied, shrugging his shoulders.
"I may be insane," Keara sighed, digging into the small pocket on the skirt of the dress she wore. Pulling out an old worn, brass key, she held it up for him to see. "But I'm not stupid, you know!"
"What is that?"
"A key, you git," She replied, reaching up to the Master's collar. "I knicked it off Sabas when we were inside the TARDIS. He seemed pretty well distracted and I was ready to blow this place."
"This doesn't solve the priming problem," He replied as she slid the collar off of his neck.
"Are you really that stupid? You, or the Doctor, can activate the bloody TARDIS! If you're too prideful to prime a bloody synthetic TARDIS than you deserve whatever fate you suffer," Keara sourly retorted, unlocking the tight metal clamp from her neck as well. "Or just let Dominus do it!"
"He can't! He wont exist soon," The Master snarled, his arms snaking around her waist, crushing her against his chest.
"He hasn't disappeared yet," She replied, not bothering to push away from the man. "I'm taking that a sign."
"A sign of what?" He asked, his lips grazing over her jaw line.
"That we escape," She gasped, feeling him kiss lightly against her. "Or that we're going to have sex at least one more time in the next decade."
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"Wait," River shouted, stopping all six them dead in their tracks. "Where's Amy?"
"Forget the ginger," The Master replied, already turning back to head up the hallway. Keara glanced around the narrow corridor as she grabbed on to the Master's wrist, looking between the others, all now free of their own collars.
"We can't just leave her behind," Jack retorted, heading back towards their rooms. "Did anyone even look for her?"
"I assumed she would be with you," Keara stated, feeling the Time Lord pull away from her, already trying to make his way up the hall again. "Just be patient, would you!"
"Be patient," He scoffed, glancing her over. "It takes a good three hours to prime the TARDIS and you want to go looking for the girl?"
"Okay, this is easy," The Doctor stated, coming into the situation easily. "River and I will go look for Amy. Keara, you, Dominus and the Master can begin activating the TARDIS. And Jack, I'll need my sonic screwdriver."
"So I'm the one who gets to risk my neck up above, huh?" Jack laughed, shaking his head back and forth.
"I think Dominus should go with the Doctor and River," Keara stated, turning to look at the young boy beside her.
"What? No! You can't make me go with them," He nearly yelled, his hand reaching up to grab a hold of her own. "Why can't I go with you and the Master? This isn't right!"
"You'll be safer," She replied, rubbing her hand over his disheveled locks of blonde hair. "Uris and other guards have been hanging about the workshop for past few weeks. The Doctor and River can protect you."
"We'll take good care of him," River stated, coming over to take the boy's hand into her own. Reluctantly, he went with her.
"Listen, I remember seeing both the laser and sonic screwdrivers in Sabas' study on the third floor," She said, looking over at Captain Jack. "Theres also several blaster rifles lining the walls, even a few handguns. Grab whatever you can just in case, alright?"
"No!" The Doctor stated, coming to stand between the Captain and Keara, "No guns! Only the sonic screwdriver. Do I make myself clear?"
"What about my laser screwdriver?" The Master shouted.
"Do we really have time to argue?" Keara asked, pushing the Doctor out of the way. "I don't care what the Doctor here says! You grab as many weapons as you can possibly carry."
"Is that really a good-"
"I don't care! What I say goes," She cut Jack off before he could really begin, shooting him a serious glare. "I'm the one whose had to suffer for all this to happen and if I want a bloody rifle, I'm going to get it! Got it?"
"Yes ma'am," Jack replied with a crooked smile, giving her a whole-hearted salute. She returned it and Jack turned to head towards the stairs.
"Jack," She called after him, and he turned to look at her, "Your vortex manipulator is in a sealed case in the study also. Theres a numeral code that opens it. Maybe you could use one of the screwdrivers to get it."
"Duly noted, Black," He smiled, turning back around and racing off towards the stairs once more.
"You'll have to tell me the story of how you got the name Black one of these days," River laughed before looking over at the Doctor, who was now sulking. "Come on, sweetie. Lets go find your companion."
The Doctor slipped his hand into Rivers and the three headed back towards Amy's bedroom. She watched Dominus disappear out of view before turning her attention back to the spot where the Master had last been. She could already see him heading towards location of the workshop further into the labyrinth of hallways.
Keara quickly caught up to him, thankful she'd had a chance to change into jeans after being in some sort of dress for nearly three months. The feel of tennis shoes were a relief too after nothing but heels so long.
"Do you think this is going to work?" She asked, finding it rather hard to keep pace with his long legs.
"No," He replied honestly, shrugging his shoulders.
"You're always so optimistic," She replied, rolling her eyes. He gave a small laugh, though his pace never slowed. "Where do we go after this?"
"The plan is that we run away with our tail between our legs until we can come up with a brilliant plan," The Master said, his tone dripping with sarcasm. She let out a small laugh.
"Doesnt seem like your style," Keara stated. Suddenly, she felt herself loose balance, and her back was pushed against the wall of the hallway. She let out a gasp of pain, looking up to see the Master staring at her.
"Nothing about this entire experience has been my style," He retorted coldly. His lips crashed into Keara's, this time showing her all the emotions he held inside. She sighed, content with the pain of his lips against her own.
She moved against him feverishly, trying to sear the very feel of his mouth into memory. Like always, he didn't wait for an invitation to let his tongue invade her mouth. She swirled her tongue against his, trying to fight a loosing battle for dominance.
His hands roamed her body, rubbing over every inch he could possible touch. She tried to do the same, only to have him force her hands away. "Keep them at your sides."
Doing what she was told, the woman let her arms drop. She was past experiencing embarrassment anymore. When he demanded anything, no matter how humiliating it was, she was more than happy to comply.
The kiss didn't dull in intensity in the slightest. He kept kissing her, making it deeper and rougher. Allowing his hands to search over the curves of her waist and bottom. She couldn't breathe but for the moment, it didnt matter. Neither of them knew what was going to happen soon, but they were both more than happy to make the few minutes that they did share last as long as they possibly could.
His hips rubbed against Keara's, the hardening of his length pushing against her. Keara moaned low, trying her hardest to keep quiet. The others weren't far away, and it wouldn't do to have them hear them.
"Say my name," He groaned in her ear, pulling her closer to him.
"Master," Keara sighed, placing a small kiss on the nape of his neck. The Master seemed pleased with her words as he began to push her shirt above her head. It was tossed aside soon, and his hands reached down to fumble with her belt. "Master, we can't. Not now! We've got to get to the TAR-"
But his lips cut her off as his hands continued with the belt around her waist. Quickly, he got it, nearly ripping the thing off in the process. His mouth left Keara's, pulling back so he could push her jeans and panties away. Even though she had protested, she found herself quickly stepping out of them, leaving her small frame in only her shoes.
The Master made quick work of his trousers as she helped him out of the black shirt he wore. Their lips worked against one another, most likely leaving them both bruised in the process. She wanted his touch so desperately as she looked at his eyes, both half lidded with lust before he turned her around.
"Oh gods," Keara whispered to herself as the Master made to move her legs apart from behind her. He pressed himself into her, slowly easing himself into her as the woman let her head rest against the wood in front of her.
"Keara," The Master groaned, starting to pick up a rhythm that suited him perfectly. She let out a low moan, trying to keep her voice down as best as possible. It certainly wasnt easy.
The Time Lord pumped in and out steadily, never slowing or quickening. Teasing her with him with his light touch. She grumbled in annoyance, trying to meet his thrust with greater speed.
"Harder," She groaned, arching her back as he ran his hand down her spine. She heard him laugh slightly, his hands coming to rest at her hips. "Please, Master."
"Be patient, pet," He replied mockingly, leaving a small kiss on her back. She moaned, louder than she should have this time, as she felt him bucking against her.
"Please," Keara barely got out, feeling his hands come around to roughly squeeze her breast. She moaned once again, finally feeling him pick up his speed. A thin layer of sweat was already starting to form over her body as her gasps became louder and louder in the hall. She wasnt even trying to stop them now.
The slow speed he'd started out with had suddenly became a wild, unhinged rhythm. Yet, there was something completely perfect about it that sent be closer and closer to the edge with each thrust. The Master's breaths were coming out in uneven gasps just as Keara's were.
"Tell me," She heard him say, giving her breast another hard squeeze. "Tell me how much you love me."
Keara didn't respond at first, slightly taken back by his requests. It wasnt as if he hadn't demanded worse things than this. It was just strange that he would ask something like that. She didn't have time to think about it further as his other hand reached around to find her little bundle of nerves.
"Tell me!"
"I love you," Keara nearly shouted, letting her head hang as she struggled with her breathing. His speed increased even more, both that of his thrusts and the pace his hand was setting. "I love you more than anything."
"More than Sabas?" He growled low in her ear, causing a shudder to pass through her.
"Much more than Sabas," Keara moaned, feeling her climax nearing.
Each time she was with the Master, it was like nothing else she'd ever experienced before. It was never the same, always becoming better. This time was no different.
"Master," She moaned louder than before, feeling the shocks of her orgasm racing through her. The Master gave a few more pumps before she felt him fill her, letting their juices mix.
Keara didn't move. She couldnt move. For fear that she would collapse right then and there. The only thing holding her up was the fact that the Master was still buried inside her, seemingly refusing to move as well.
For that fact, the woman was perfectly fine. She never wanted to move again, just stay there with the Master securely behind her, arms wrapped tightly around her waist until the end of time.
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