Neither The Master nor The Doctor actually noticed when the sun did set, destroying a moon, they were too wrapped up in thoughts of each other. When the sun had set The Doctor was the first to notice. "We better get back to the TARDIS," he said, standing up. The Master jumped. "What? Sorry, I was in my own little world…" Where you were the star attraction.

"I said we better get back to the TARDIS," The Doctor told him grinning. The Master nodded and stood up swiftly, a not so subtle plan to seduce The Doctor forming in his not very innocent mind. The two timelords walked to the TARDIS in silence and The Master put his plan into action as soon as they were both inside and the door was shut. He stepped to opposite The Doctor smirking slightly and looked the other timelord straight in the eye and placed his hands gently on The Doctor's shoulders. The Doctor frowned. "What are you doing?" he asked. The Master didn't answer, just slipped the Doctor's long brown coat of his shoulders. The Doctor stepped back and pulled his coat back on. "Stop it!" The Master grinned.

"You don't mean that. You like it really."

"No I don't!" The Doctor lied. The Master stepped forward again so that they were so close The Doctor could smell the unique scent of the other timelord. Their lips were merely a centimetre apart, if either of them moved forward just slightly they would touch. The Master smiled before suddenly closing the gap between them, kissing The Doctor fiercely. The Doctor responded parting his lips as The Master tried to force them open. The kiss soon became a fight for dominance, their tongues clashing against each other in a battle for supremacy until The Doctor felt The Master push him against one of the TARDIS walls. "No fair!" he gasped, breaking the kiss. The Master laughed softly. "Who said anything about being fair?" he whispered, slipping off The Doctor's coat properly and throwing it a nearby chair. "Be careful with the coat! I love that coat!" The Doctor complained and The Master rolled his eyes.

"I prefer you without the coat," he growled pulling The Doctor's lips to his, using the other timelord's tie to pull him in. This time The Doctor let The Master control the kiss and explore his mouth. He shivered slightly when The Master ran his tongue over The Doctor's teeth and The Master smiled, pulling back so that his lips were just millimetres from The Doctor's. The Doctor began to panic inwardly, a terrible thought crossing his mind all of a sudden. What if this is a joke or a dream? The Master looked into his eyes for a moment before speaking. "Doctor, My Doctor," he whispered placing a chaste kiss on The Doctor's lips.

"Master?" The Doctor replied breathlessly, eyes wide and confused. It was obvious that he was unsure whether The Master was serious or not. The look on his face made The Master think that he had often had dreams like this. The thought almost made The Master smile but he didn't, the uncertainty The Doctor was feeling was too easy to see. The Master sighed and stepped away from The Doctor so that the younger timelord was no longer pinned to the wall. The loss of contact made The Master feel a little colder, like he needed The Doctor to keep warm but he ignored the feeling, concentrating on making The Doctor sense the reality of the situation. "This isn't a dream Doctor. It's real," he said. The Doctor frowned, and then smiled.

"It's…real?" he asked hesitantly, his face lighting up in a way that made the Master almost melt on the spot. The Master slammed The Doctor against The wall again.

"Yes, it is," he said, ripping off The Doctor's suit jacket.

"Master!" The Doctor protested "I really don't think-" The Master silenced him with a bruising kiss that left The Doctor gasping for air.

"Screw what you think," The Master muttered removing The Doctor's tie and starting to undo the buttons of The Doctor's shirt. The Doctor tensed as The Master undid the buttons, drawing in a sharp breath when The Master took it off him completely. The Master ran a hand down The Doctor's now exposed chest, making the Doctor shiver. "What do you want?" The Doctor asked quietly and The Master smiled. The answer was simple.

"I want you." He captured The Doctor's lips in a kiss once again, biting down on the younger timelord's bottom lip gently. The Doctor moaned slightly and that was what The Master needed. The invitation to do more. His hands snaked into The Doctor's wild brown hair and clenched tightly, trapping the other timelord in his embrace. The Doctor challenged his dominance slyly, without him realising until his back was pressed against the TARDIS control desk and the Doctor was holding him there. The Doctor broke their kiss grinning. "Well look at that Master, seems like I'm controlling you," he said cheekily. The Master growled, grabbing The Doctor's belt and reversing the grip so he and The Doctor switched places.

"I'm in control," he told The Doctor in a husky voice, distracting The Doctor with another kiss. The Doctor kissed him back automatically, enjoying the contact, until he heard the unmistakeable click of handcuffs closing. He pulled out of the kiss and looked down at his wrists which were now handcuffed together and to the control desk then back to The Master. "Sneaky. Why do you have handcuffs?"

"To punish people who question my authority," The Master said with a smirk. The Doctor tilted his head to one side looking straight into The Master's eyes.

"Do I need to be punished Master?" The Master smiled at The Doctor and walked over to the younger timelord's tie retrieving it off the floor. "Yes," he said walking back towards The Doctor grinning "I'm going to punish you Doctor until you're begging me to take you, then I'll take you. Hard, fast and rough, and when you come you'll be screaming my name." He blindfolded The Doctor with the tie, still grinning. He was going to enjoy this. After checking the tie blindfold was secure and that The Doctor couldn't see anything that he was doing The Master began to slowly unbuckle The Doctor's belt, smiling when the younger timelord's breathing hitched slightly. Once it was removed he dropped it to the floor and, leaving The Doctor waiting, removed his own clothes neatly and put them on the chair he had thrown The Doctor's coat. Then he silently crept back to The Doctor, surprising the other timelord when he pulled his head back, nibbling at the Doctor's neck to create a love bite. He smiled once he had finished. "Now you're mine." Under his blindfold The Doctor rolled his eyes.

"I was yours long before now." The Master smiled and removed The Doctor's trousers.

"You've always been mine." Suddenly a loud tune echoed around the TARDIS, locating the source of the noise The Master pulled a mobile phone out of The Doctor's freshly discarded trousers. He grinned at The Doctor evilly before answering it and setting it on loudspeaker. The Doctor glared at him. "Doctor?" the voice of Martha Jones rang through the TARDIS. The Doctor swallowed and, without taking his eyes off The Master, replied. "Martha Jones! Didn't we part only a day ago?" The Master gave him a devilish smile and trailed a hand down The Doctor's body gently, not once taking his eyes off The Doctor's face. The Doctor arched towards his touch involuntarily and bit his lip, struggling to listen to Martha and not to moan.

"Well for you maybe," Martha said "For us it's been almost a month."

"Right…what's wrong?" The Master began a slow trail of kisses, licks and nips on The Doctor's body, his hands gently caressing the timelord with feather light touches. The Doctor's concentration on Martha was beginning to slip, the only words he heard from her reply being "unknown object" He breathed deeply but even so he gasped out his answer breathlessly.

"You want me to identify it?" The Master grinned evilly, continuing his downward journey of The Doctor's form and pulling off The Doctor's underwear, freeing the younger timelord's growing erection.

"Doctor…Are you okay? You sound out of breath," Martha asked, her voice laced with worry. The Doctor struggled to steady his erratic breathing with little success.

"I'm…fine," he gasped, choking back a moan as The Master ran his tongue along his inner thigh. He knew what was next. He pleaded to The Master silently with his eyes but The Master wasn't waiting and with a cruel grin took The Doctor's now throbbing erection into his mouth. The Doctor couldn't stop himself letting out a small yelp.

"Oh!" he half-moaned, cutting Martha off mid-sentence. After a pause she spoke again. "Doctor, what's going on?" she demanded. The Doctor bit his lip once more. What could he say? I'm busy trying to get laid by the timelord who once held your whole family and me prisoner for a year whilst taking control of the world? He settled for a lie. "The TARDIS is a bit annoyed with me. Keeps giving me electric shocks," he lied panting slightly. Damn The Master was good! Too good. He had to get off the phone before he lost his self control.

"Right…I'll see you soon then?" Martha said slowly.

"Yes, once I've sorted out the TARDIS." The Doctor bucked his hips, further into The Master's mouth and The Master began to deep throat him so skilfully that The Doctor couldn't remember his own name. He was close, so close to his climax he could practically feel himself coming. The Master felt around for the phone and hung up on Martha before moving away from The Doctor who groaned. "No, come back" he complained, The Master grinned.

"So Doctor, are you ready to beg yet?" he asked, eyes glinting mischievously. The Doctor looked at him with dilated eyes.

"Please Master? That doesn't tell me what you want," The Master teased, amused by how lust driven The Doctor was.

"Anything! Untie me, fuck me, or I'll fuck you. For crying out loud. Please Master please!" The Doctor begged all sense of dignity gone. The Master was unclipping the handcuffs restraining him in a flash and as soon as he was free The Doctor pull The Master into a desperate kiss. The Mater smiled against his lips, refusing to part his own so The Doctor's tongue could explore his mouth. The Doctor groaned in frustration, pulling back. "Why won't you let me kiss you properly?" He whispered, gently easing down The Master's underwear. "You want this as much as I do." The Master grinned at him.

"I'm going to do this my way," he said brushing his fingers against the sensitive skin of The Doctor's thigh. The Doctor took in a sharp breath at his gentle touch.

"I'm sure I'll enough it either way," he replied as The Master's hands wandered over his body.

"Yes, I'm sure we both will," The Master said. Without warning he turned The Doctor round and pushed him against the nearest wall. "Like I said Doctor. Hard, fast and rough. The Doctor whimpered slightly and The Master placed a finger in his mouth coating it in saliva, making a mental note to get some lube for next time. Once he'd coated his finger he pushed it into the Doctor's tight entrance. The Doctor gasped in pain but his gasps soon turned into moans as The Master began to move his finger in then out in quick rhythm, each time just brushing the spot that he knew would drive The Doctor crazy. (He'd taken the liberty of looking thought that part of the Doctor's mind that could tell him about that sort of thing) He added a second finger, not bothering to wet it in his mouth, eliciting a louder moan from The Doctor. "Master…I-" The Doctor moaned again, interrupting himself and The Master smirked. He added a third finger causing The Doctor to moan even more. "More!" The Doctor gasped "I need more!" The Master smirked as The Doctor continued to moan and gasp, bucking back to push his fingers even further. He continued to prepare The Doctor until he was unable to wait any longer. The Master removed his fingers and The Doctor began to protest immediately. The Master ignored the protests, quickly repositioning himself and, without warning, thrust himself into The Doctor. The Doctor gave out his loudest moan yet at the sudden entry. "God Master!" Before The Doctor could fully adjust to the new position The Master began to thrust roughly, enjoying the feel of being inside The Doctor and the delicious moans The Doctor was making.

This was too much for The Doctor. The Master hit his prostate with every thrust and was somehow stroking his aching erection with enough force to make his vision blur. The Doctor came long and hard, shouting The Master's name in ecstasy as The Master had said he would, while the other timelord continued to thrust into him. Then he went limp, reduced to an exhausted but satisfied mess. The Master continued to pound into The Doctor until with one final thrust he came too, filling The Doctor's body. Both timelords then slid to the floor, sated. They stayed on the floor for several minutes before the Doctor stood carefully.

"Where are you going?" The Master asked getting up from off the floor. The Doctor rolled his eyes.

"Shower," The Doctor replied. The Master grinned cheekily.

"Round two already?"

"Due to you answering the god damn phone we have to go see Martha so…not until later." The Master groaned in annoyance.

"Do we have to go?" he whined.

"Yes"

"You'll pay me back later, even if you don't want to," The Master vowed. The Doctor smiled.

"I look forward to it."