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[master_reborn]

Who: The Master and Rose
When: Late Thursday Night
Where: Within the Tardis
What: There is something the Master wishes to speak to Rose about
Status: incomplete/closed
Rating: PG-13 to be safe

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[teh_bad_wolf]

Rose lifted her head off her pillow at the knock, heart lifting with the motion, but then fell again. It hardly mattered what she'd hoped. Sliding off her bed, she crossed her small room and opened the door. She hid a yawn in the crook of her arm.

Oh.

Her fingers tightened on the handle and her eyes widened in surprise..

"Yeah?"

[master_reborn]

It was easy to see the girl's surprise and disappointment when she opened the door and saw him standing there. He didn't even need to slip into her thoughts.

"Were you expecting someone else, Miss Tyler?" The Master grinned and leaned against the frame of the door. "I think you and I need to have a little chat."

[teh_bad_wolf]

"No." And that was a painful truth to admit. She'd hoped, but...Rose worried her lower lip and stepped back. The Doctor'd kill her. Maybe Jack would first, but there was only so much the Master could do to her here. She'd never felt unsafe in the TARDIS, and she wasn't about to start feeling that way now.

"How little is little?"

[master_reborn]

The Master swept into her room, but remained close to the door. Easy for her to shove him out if she wished. Rose was under the protection of the TARDIS and thus the Master would not harm a hair on her pretty little head even if he wanted to. Despite his connection with the TARDIS, that was one thing that he couldn't change.

"Very little." He turned on his heel to face her. "It is quite obvious you fancy our dear Doctor. And he fancies you as well. Strange that he's claimed his territory and yet hasn't made his move."

[master_reborn]

The Master's hands joined the Doctor's under Rose's shirt, fingers brushing softly over skin. Touching Rose was different from Lucy, the last woman he had been with. With her it had been heat and desperation. She had always demanded more of him and he had been happy to give it.

He wondered just how far he would be able to drive Rose, but with the Doctor keeping a close eye, he knew finding out would be impossible. He did allow those thoughts to drift out toward the Doctor.

Grinning, his lips moved up the line of Rose's neck, nibbling soft skin as he worked toward a spot behind her ear.

She's ours, Doctor.

[xx_doctorwho_xx]

The Master's words in his mind caused the Doctor to moan, his fingers tightening imperceptibly on Rose's ribs.

It wasn't enough, he needed the Master's touch. The Doctor Reached out a hand, sliding his fingers into the Master's hair, guiding the Master's mouth where to go on Rose's neck.

He reached out with his mind, letting it brush lightly across Rose's mind, stimulating places in her brain that would bring the most pleasure..

Ours

The Doctor knew that it went without saying that Rose was under their protection now. Well, she'd always been under his protection, but this was more. She was theirs, and anyone who gave her trouble would answer to the Last of the Time Lords.