Gift #3 for von_gelmini
To: von_gelmini
From: silvermoon07
Title: Risk
Characters and/or Pairings: Ten/Koschei
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Slash, Kissing, D/s, Dub-Con, Explicit Sex, swearing, timey-wimey
Summary: Set after Last of the Time Lords, Ten has just burned the Master’s body, after he was shot by Lucy; he is despondent and begs the TARDIS to do something risky for him, he wants to find a Master from his past, any one will do, anywhere, any when; The TARDIS reluctantly takes him across his own Time Line, to his Planet, Gallifrey where he is confronted by a very young Koschei.
Word Count: 6,049
The Doctor was inside the TARDIS again, alone with his thoughts, after having just left Martha and Jack on Earth. They both turned down his offer to travel with him again. It hurt him terribly when they both said they needed to stay on Earth. Jack mentioned having to make amends with his Torchwood team. Martha said goodbye to him, once and for all, and told him she had to be with her family. He told her he understood that she needed to be with her family to comfort them after the terrible ordeal they had all gone through in that year when the Master had reign over the Earth. After all the terrible things the Master had done to them, he couldn’t blame them for the way they had all reacted. He pictured himself standing on that lonely plateau again, watching the Master’s body burn on the funeral pyre. Tears still streamed down his face at the memory. Oh how he hated losing his old friend, his old lover. His hearts were aching, but he had to leave or he would have had a breakdown. He had reluctantly turned and walked away from the devastating scene. His face suddenly turned stoic, as he hid his pain from the world, from the Universe, from his friends even. He silently mourned the loss of his fellow Time Lord. He thrust his hands deep inside the pockets of his brown pinstriped trousers, his long brown coat billowing in the breeze, as he made his way back to the safety of his TARDIS.
All he could think about was the Master. How he had wanted to save him, how he had begged him to just come away with him. He wanted them to start over again. Why did the Master have to try to take over the Earth the way he did? Why had the Master refused to regenerate after Lucy shot him with that dreaded gun? Did he do it just to spite him? The Master also claimed hat he had won that round. But the Doctor didn’t think of it as a game. He really wanted the Master to live so that they could be together. He wanted to try to make things right again between them. But the Master had to go and beat him again, didn’t he? The Master had to go and die on him, leaving him all alone again.
The TARDIS was floating inside the Vortex, just drifting. The Doctor was trying to decide where he wanted to go, or what he wanted to do. He really had no idea. He hated the lonely silence of the TARDIS now. He sat on the pilot chair, still dressed in his brown pinstriped suit. He pulled his knees up to his chest, and placed his arms on them, leaning his chin on top of the linked arms. He sat in contemplative and painful silence for several minutes. Then a thought suddenly popped into his head; and he was adamant about what he was going to do.
‘Right, well, I’ll just pop back to a time when the Master was still alive, any Master will do. All I have to do is find a way to cross into my own Time line. That shouldn’t be a problem, should it old girl? You will help me with this, right?’ the Doctor asked, as he jumped up off the pilot seat. He bounded over to the console, but when he went to set the coordinates for his destination, she gave him a terrible shock, trying to stop him.
‘Ow! Blimey, that bloody hurt!!’ the Doctor yelped. He felt the strong shock from his ship, and leapt back from the console, glaring up at her. ‘Oi, there’s no need for that! I’ve already made up my mind! We are going to find the Master, any Master, in any time!’
No, Doctor, I will not do this for you! Nor will I let you do this! You know it is dangerous to cross your own time line! It is also forbidden by the Time Lords--
‘What are you saying to me, old girl?!! That is just sheer and utter nonsense, do you hear me?!’ the Doctor suddenly called out incredulously. He cut across her telepathic tirade, as he waved his hands in the air. He ran his long, thin fingers, exasperatedly, through his soft, tawny hair, making it stick up in all directions. ‘There are no more Time Lords left, old girl. You know that I am now truly the Last of the Time Lords. Please, I’ve got to see him one last time? Please help me old girl? My hearts are breaking. I just want to see him again, any old him, it doesn’t really matter. Please? I won’t ask you to do this again. I just need this now…for closure.’
Oh, very well, Doctor, but you better be careful. This is a very big risk we are both taking, crossing Time Lines just so you can find an older Master to have a kiss and a cuddle with. The TARDIS lights flickered off and on, and the Time Rotor suddenly began moving up and down. Then the Doctor felt her hurtling through the Time Vortex at a breakneck speed. He had to grab hold of the edge of the console to stop from being thrown forcefully to the metal grating. But he managed to pull the computer screen towards him as he watched the Gallifreyan symbols flashing in front of his eyes.
The Doctor laughed gleefully as he watched the TARDIS crossing over his Time Line at that breakneck speed. They quickly raced passed his Ninth regeneration. Meeting Rose for the first time in that building where he was trying to stop the Nestene Consciousness. Then meeting Jack the ex-Time Agent, con-man. The next vision he saw inside his mind was his very pretty Eighth Regeneration. He remembered meeting that strange-but good looking-American version of the Master. He wouldn’t mind having a go with that one. But the TARDIS just raced past that time. He watched as the Time War raced across his memory. He experienced that pain all over again. But it only lasted a fleeting moment, as she next brought him to his Seventh Body. He watched as he and the Master met on that Cheetah planet. The TARDIS was still flying through the Vortex and not stopping. He wondered where she was taking him, as they hurtled faster and faster through the Vortex. She passed through his Sixth, Fifth, Fourth, Third and Second Incarnations. She finally made it to his first regeneration and he saw himself leaving Gallifrey, fleeing with his granddaughter, Susan. Could the TARDIS be taking him back to his old Planet, Gallifrey? How could she possibly do that? More importantly, why was she doing that? Surely he would have run into his old Academy self, Theta Sigma? He was confused and disoriented as he felt all of his Regenerations racing through his mind. He suddenly lost his grip on the edge of the console, when he felt her hurtling from the Time Vortex. In the next instant, he was thrown onto his arse on the metal grating, as she landed with a hard thump. The Time Rotor stilled, and the lights dimmed slightly, letting him know that she had taken him where he wanted to go.
You best hurry, Doctor, if you do not wish to cause a Paradox and the Time Lines to split wide open. Do what you have to do now, and be done with it. You don’t want the Reapers bearing down on you again, do you?
The Doctor stared up at her. His face was a mask of confusion. His head was spinning from having crossed over all those time lines at once. When he spoke his voice sounded pained and soft. ‘Have you taken me back to Gallifrey, old girl? Have you taken me back to the time when Koschei and I were still at the Academy?’
Yes, Doctor, we are sitting in a grove in the fields of Mt. Perdition. Koschei is waiting for you, well, for Theta, to meet him in their, well, your secret hiding place. Go now, before I change my mind and leave here.
The Doctor smiled warmly and leapt up from the metal grating. He knew she had taken this Risk just for him. He was really quite thankful towards her, and he sent her a telepathic thanks. Then he raced down the landing and towards the doors, throwing them open with a flurry. He was suddenly greeted by a young raven-haired Koschei. He was standing in the middle of the field, on the dewy red grass of their beautiful Planet Gallifrey. He was staring open-mouthed at the Doctor as he bounded out of the TARDIS.
The Doctor began talking nineteen to the dozen. He ran up into the young Time Lord‘s personal space, as he babbled away in his usual boisterous voice. ‘Oh, yes! I’m really here? I can’t believe this? I’m back on Gallifrey! Ooh, yes! This is brilliant! Molto Bene! Well done, old girl! Thank you so much. Oh, how beautiful this is, all of it! Mt. Perdition, the gorgeous soft, red grass, and you, Koschei, it really is you?!’
Koschei’s look of shock turned to haughtiness when he realised that it was the Doctor now standing in front of him. Well, one of the Doctor’s regenerations anyway, but just which one he couldn’t tell at the moment. He knew it was definitely the Doctor, he could tell that from his incessant babbling and that usual enthusiasm of the excited little puppy. He quickly approached the Doctor, with an angry glare on his beautiful young face, and began berating him. ‘What are you doing here now?! Don’t you realise that you can cause a Paradox, you idiot?!’
The Doctor held out his arms to Koschei, a goofy grin on his face. He wanted nothing more than to wrap his arms around him and kiss him senseless. ‘So you do know who I am, Koschei? And, don’t worry about the Paradox thingy, I’ve got things under control. Well, my TARDIS does anyway-well, so do I-well-she does more than me actually--’
‘Doctor, will you please shut up!!’ Koschei suddenly cut across the Doctor’s incessant and over-excited babbling. He glared complacently at the older Time Lord. Then he continued to berate him. ‘Of course I know who you are, you idiot! Only you would do something as stupid and careless as this, Doctor! Only you would take the Risk of getting caught and for what? Why are you even here now?! The Time Lords will be livid when they find out what you have done! You cannot stay here! You have to leave now! Besides, I’m waiting for your younger self to arrive. You are just wasting your time as you-well-the younger version of you will be here within the hour!’ Koschei ranted, as he glared at the Doctor, slighting him with his snide remarks. He shoved the Doctor against the Kaden wood tree when he tried to move his body closer to his. He knew the Doctor was trying to sneak in an embrace; and he was having none of that.
The Doctor frowned at Koschei’s slight of his advances. He really wanted to give the younger version of the Master a huge hug. But he knew the younger Time Lord was trying to prevent that. So he slid his hands into the pockets of his brown pinstriped trousers. When he tried to step around the young Time Lord so he could have a bit of space between the two of them, he gasped when Koschei shoved him hard against the Kaden wood tree. When the Doctor spoke again, his voice sounded dejected, but still had a bit of manic energy in it. ‘Oh, that is nonsense, Koschei! It’s all just a bit of wibbly, wobbly, timey-wimey. The Time Lords will not even know I was here. I know for a fact that my younger self is still inside that study hall. If I remember correctly-and I do-because I’m brilliant-he is doing his penance for Borusa catching him passing love notes to you in one of your Temporal Engineering classes yesterday. As you have just said, he will not be here for-oh another quarter of an hour-or even an hour-that gives us plenty of time to-’
‘Plenty of time to do what? What are you talking about, Doctor?’ Koschei cut across the Doctor’s babbling words. He placed his hands on the Doctor’s chest-and pinned him harder against the Kaden wood tree-when he tried to get free of him. ‘What is it you want, hmm? Oh, Doctor. I can feel all the strong emotions just pouring off your body. They are whirling inside your mind. What has happened to you-or should I say to ME-that has made you risk crossing your own Time Line, hmm?!’
The Doctor sighed and shook his head. Then he turned his face down towards the floor. He stared at the small patch of the lush red grass-mumbling incoherently-as his brown eyes filled with tears that threatened to spill over any minute. ‘I cannot tell you that, Kosch, you know that. What with the Time Lines and all. I just wanted to see you-well-a younger version of yourself-again. I miss you so much Mast-erm-Koschei. I just wanted to come back to talk, or to maybe share a kiss and a cuddle?’
‘Oh, I see, so you risked crossing your own Time Line? Possibly causing a Paradox just for a kiss and a cuddle?! Why can’t you get that from your own Master in your own time? Ooh, yes, now I understand. Something has happened to me in your time, hasn’t it, Doctor? Something really bad-I did something bad-didn’t I?’ Koschei asked. He stared at the Doctor, and almost missed the imperceptible nod of his head; almost, but not quite. He suddenly took pity on this Doctor and gave in to his pleas. ‘Oh, very well, Doctor. I guess it couldn’t hurt to just share a sweet little kiss and a cuddle. No that you have come all this way, and took this huge risk just to see me. Look at me, you idiot, let me see those pretty brown eyes.’ Koschei carefully lifted the Doctor’s face up from the floor. He flashed him a self-satisfied expression. ‘There that is much better, isn’t it, Doctor?’
The Doctor smiled softly at Koschei. Before he could say another word, the lad’s face was moving towards his. Their lips were locked together in a heated and fiery kiss. He’d forgotten how strong Koschei was at this young age. How commanding and controlling he was-well he was still that way in his own time-but now his Master was gone. Oh, how he missed that terribly. He wondered how old was Koschei now, 100, 200? But he found that he did not care about that now, all he cared about was that he was kissing him so passionately. He opened his mouth to allow the lad’s tongue to slide against his own. Then he felt Koschei’s strong arms wrap around his waist, pulling their bodies in closer together. He felt so light-headed now, and his hearts were hammering in his chest. Well, they were hammering against Koschei’s own twin hearts. The Doctor felt his body being pressed harder against the trunk of the Kaden wood tree, but young Koschei was taking control of him so masterfully.
Koschei could not believe how submissive the Doctor still was in this older Time Lord body. It was obvious to him now, from his Time Sense that this was the Doctor’s Tenth Regeneration. He also realised he could still command him with a dominant kiss. He could still possess his very soul just by taking control of him. He was pleased to know that he would always be the dominant one when it came to the two of them. He loved kissing this version of the Doctor. His lips were so soft and willing, not unlike his own Theta’s gorgeous pouty lips. He loved hearing him as he whimpered and moaned around their kiss. But he wanted to have more of him. He wanted to see how far this Doctor would go. They did have a long while before his Theta would be meeting him there. He suddenly stopped the kiss, and grabbed this Doctor’s hands, pinning them above his head against the tree trunk. He glared at the Doctor when he began to protest. ’Mm, you taste so very sweet, Doctor. It pleases me to see you this way. It is so wonderful to see that you are still so submissive. I wonder how far I can take this. How much do you really want now, hmm? What more do you want from me, Doctor?’
The Doctor was breathing heavily and still trying to recover from the bruising kiss that Koschei had surprised him with not mere minutes before. The lad pressed their bodies tightly together again. The Doctor whimpered when he felt the prominent bulge of the young Time Lord’s cock pressing against his own now hard cock. When he finally spoke, he stuttered over his words, as his face turned a bright crimson. ‘Well-I want to-it would be-I think we should. I mean, if you don’t mind-I would like for you to-well-I mean-would you please take me, Koschei? Please fuck me so hard I forget my own name? And-if you wouldn’t mind if I called you, Master?’
Koschei chuckled wickedly at hearing the Doctor’s stammering words. His request for him to use the name he had only just chosen to go by made him smile cheekily. He shoved his hard cock against the Doctor’s own hard cock again-speaking in a breathy whisper to him. ‘Oh, you are still such a horny little beast, aren’t you, Doctor? You still cannot get enough of me fucking you, eh? Very well then-Doctor, you shall have your wish-and you may call me Master. Now, I suggest you get yourself out of that ridiculous brown pinstriped suit. I want to see that gorgeous slim body of yours in the flesh, hmm? I haven’t got all day to sit here and chat with you! You have to get back to your own Time Line soon, before the Reapers pay us a lovely little visit! Come on now! Don’t keep me waiting, Doctor!’
The Doctor stared at Koschei for a fleeting moment. When he did not move fast enough for the young Time Lord, Koschei took it upon himself to start quickly undressing the older Time Lord. His young fingers deftly unbuttoned the Doctor’s brown pinstriped jacket. He shoved it down the Doctor’s slim shoulders, and threw it onto the soft, dewy red grass beside them. The Doctor suddenly woke up from his malaise. He started to move his hands up so he could remove his tie. Koschei glared at him and shook his head, shoving his hands back down to his side. ‘No, Doctor, you will not move now! You will do as I command you. I am in charge here now, so you just keep still! And be sure to keep that babbling gob of yours shut tight! The only things I want to hear out of your gob are your screams when I fuck that tight arse of yours! Do you understand me?!’
‘Yes, Master, I will obey you.’ the Doctor said. He smiled warily at the young Time Lord. He was shocked by his commanding and powerful voice. Oh, how he had missed all of this with his own Master. He missed all the times he had used his laser screwdriver to make him young again. All the times they had had sex on the Valiant in the events that had just passed---
‘And clear your mind of those thoughts, Doctor! I do not need to read them now! You never could control your myriad of thoughts, could you? You never do change-fucking puppy.’ Koschei suddenly cut across the Doctor’s thoughts. Koschei knew that he’d startled the Doctor, and he loved seeing the Doctor like that. He knew that this Doctor must have forgotten how strong young Koschei’s mind was. The younger Time Lord smiled again when he noticed this Doctor did as he was commanded, and kept his mind blank of all his thoughts. Koschei quickly flashed him an arrogant expression. He loved how easy it was for him to keep this Doctor under control. Oh yes! This Doctor was so much like his own Theta. ‘Good, that’s much better. Now, Doctor, let’s get the rest of these clothes off. I am growing impatient!’
The Doctor was about to protest, when Koschei threw him up against the tree again. Then the younger Time Lord divested him of the rest of his clothes. Koschei quickly removed the brown tie, with the swirls on it. He placed it over his shoulder, thinking he would use it in a few minutes to bind the Doctor’s wrists to the tree. Next he deftly unbuttoned his light blue shirt, his fingers slipping through the button holes with practiced ease. He jammed it down the Doctor’s arms, and threw it on top of his brown pinstriped jacket on the red grass. He glared at the Doctor and motioned for him to kick off his white Converse trainers. He made quick work of the button and zip of the Doctor’s brown-pinstriped trousers-sliding them forcefully down his slim hips. He smiled when he noticed that the older Time Lord was not wearing any pants. ‘Mm, you finally have some dress sense Doctor-no pants! Mm, yes, you are still so much like my Thete-in that respect-you’ve not changed. Now, let me look at you. Hmm, you’re a bit too thin for my liking. But that doesn’t really matter too much. Turn around and press that gorgeous face up against the trunk of that Kaden wood tree. Make sure you place your hands above your head, Doctor! I’m going to use this ridiculous looking tie to bind those gorgeous slim wrists of yours so you cannot move!’
The Doctor flashed Koschei a submissive smile, and shook his head. He turned around and pressed his face against the soft surface of the Kaden wood tree. Oh, how he’d missed these beautiful trees, with their tinkling silver leaves. But he knew that he needed to stay focused, so he quickly cleared his mind again. He had forgotten to raise his arms above his head; he hoped that the younger Time Lord wouldn’t be too angry with his disobedient behaviour.
Koschei leaned forward and pressed his body flush against the Doctor’s back. He shoved his hard-but still confined-cock up against the Doctor’s gorgeous naked arse. He suddenly grabbed the older Time Lord’s hands and moved them forcefully over his head. Then he used the tie to bind them together on one of the low hanging branches. Koschei smiled smugly when he heard the Doctor’s surprised gasp. He had read the Doctor’s mind and realised that he was happy when his fingers came into contact with the silver leaves on the tree branch. ‘Mm, there now, that’s much better. You look so pretty all naked and bound to this tree, Doctor. Now, I’m going to give you your wish and fuck you so hard you will not remember your own name. I do have some Venusian lube here-that I will be using on your younger self later-seeing as I don’t want to hurt you…much.’
The Doctor whimpered when he heard Koschei’s words of dominance. He gasped when he suddenly felt the younger Time Lords fingers shoved hard inside his arse. The Doctor knew that Koschei was searching for his Time Lord prostate, and gasped when that gorgeous long, thin finger suddenly found its target. The Doctor cried out in ecstasy. He could no longer hold back his lust and his need to be taken. He still wished it was his own Master doing this to him. But Koschei was certainly doing quite brilliantly. ‘Ooh, Master. Please hurry, please take me. I can’t wait any longer-please just fuck me now!!’
Koschei chuckled wickedly when he heard this Doctor’s sweet pleas. He was begging him so prettily now. He had merely shoved his fingers inside his arse-getting him ready for his cock-and he was already submitting his body to him. He used his free hand to smack the Doctor‘s naked arse. He smiled when it left a red mark behind in its wake-and again when the older Time Lord yelped. He noticed that the Doctor did not move away from his smacking hand. He actually moved his arse harder against his invading fingers, squirming delightfully. ‘Mm, fucking puppy, you still squirm so beautifully. That’s another thing that hasn’t changed, has it, Doctor? It is quite refreshing to hear you begging me already. But not to worry-I shall be fucking your tight little arse soon. I just wanted to make sure you were well prepared for me.’
The Doctor had yelped when he felt Koschei’s strong hand smacking his naked arse. He moved his arse back against those long, invading fingers-whimpering and mewling impatiently. ‘Please, Master! Oh, please just fuck me now. You are being quite unreasonable, you know, Koschei? That’s one thing that hasn’t changed with you either-you were always so patient when it came to our love making. Don’t get me wrong, I love it! I think it’s brilliant that you are like this, it is so very you. You are still so full of all that dominance and bravado-still so in control-of everything. Oww! Blimey, that bloody hurts!’
Koschei growled and smacked his free hand against the Doctor’s naked arse. ‘Be silent, Doctor! Do you hear me?! I did not say that you could speak just now!’ Koschei glared at the older Time Lord, as he continued his tirade. ‘Oh, how that’s not changed either-that gob of yours can never stop yammering away!’
Koschei shoved his fingers hard against the Doctor’s prostate one last time. He smiled when the Doctor moaned loudly from the movement. Koschei just grinned smugly at the Doctor and then pulled them out. His other hand was busy as he removed his cock from his brown linen trousers; then he quickly lubed up his own hard cock. He chuckled wickedly as he pressed the head of his cock up against the Doctor’s entrance. Before the babbling Doctor could say another word, he shoved his cock hard inside the Doctor’s tight arse. He groaned in pleasure when the older Time Lord cried out; but he still pushed his arse backward against his cock. ‘Mm, ooh, yes, Doctor. You are still as tight as you always were, so refreshingly sweet. Oh, yes, you are still my fucking puppy. You just can’t get enough of me, can you? Is this what you wanted, Doctor? Hmm, is this good for you? Is this why you crossed over your own Time Line and took the Risk of causing a Paradox? Answer me, Doctor?! Is this what you came here for?!’
The Doctor cried out when Koschei shoved his cock harder and faster inside of him-the head pressing up insistently against his prostate. He knew that he had to answer him. ‘Oh, yes, Master! Yes, this is what I wanted, what I needed. Ooh, yes-this is brilliant-ooh-and it feels so good.’
‘Mm, yes, I know it does. You horny beast-you’re still so much like my own Thete. You are so beautifully submissive to me.’ Koschei replied. He moved his face towards the back of the Doctor’s neck-and bit into it-his sharp teeth sinking into the pale, soft skin. The older Time Lord howled in ecstasy when he felt the younger Time Lord biting and sucking on his neck. Koschei drew blood and the Artron Energy filled his mouth.
The Doctor could not believe that Koschei had broken the skin, and was lapping away at the small amount of blood and artron energy; it was so completely erotic-but not unwelcome-it made his own cock become harder. Koschei moaned happily as he lapped up the strong artron energy from this Doctor. He could not believe how sweet he tasted. He moved his hands up towards the Doctor’s bound hands, gripping them hard. Then he shoved his cock harder and faster inside the Doctor’s tight arse, his own twin hearts beating madly inside his chest-and against the Doctor’s back.
The Doctor moaned and whimpered softly; and Koschei shoved his cock so hard and so deep inside him. The Doctor closed his eyes and envisioned his own Master taking him-fucking him into oblivion. He allowed the visions to dance across his mind so sweetly. Koschei, meanwhile, continued to push his cock faster and harder inside him. The Doctor murmured softly in their native language of Gallifreyan. Koschei was surprised to hear him speaking it at first. He listened to the Doctor’s pained words-and it nearly broke Koschei’s hearts. ‘Ooh, Master-ooh-my Master. I miss you so much. Oh, how I loved you so much. We could have been so wonderful together. Ooh, why couldn’t you just listen to me? We could have been together right now.’
Koschei closed his own eyes and gritted his teeth. He removed his hands from the Doctor’s bound hands, sliding them down his naked sides. He smiled when he felt the older Time Lords body shudder. But that didn’t stop him as he moved his right hand around to the Doctor’s groin, gripping his painfully hard cock in his hand. ‘Now, Doctor, just fuck my hand with your hard cock. And I will fuck your gorgeous tight arse with mine. Then you will come with me when I tell you to, have you got that?’
‘Yes, Master. Yes, I will obey you. I will always obey you, Master.’ the Doctor whispered softly and heatedly to Koschei, his slim hips moved forward, then he pushed his cock harder and faster inside Koschei’s stroking hand. His aching arse moved backward on the younger Time Lord’s invading cock. And it felt so good, so bloody good. The Doctor never wanted this to end. He wanted to feel Koschei fucking him forever. Well, that wasn’t true, he was really thinking about the Master now. He could feel him right now, if he closed his eyes and pictured him in his mind, yes, there he was. The handsome, scowling face was staring back at him. It was still his Master there fucking him hard against the Kaden wood tree.
Koschei pumped his cock harder inside the Doctor’s arse, moving his hips in short sharp thrusts. Oh, how wonderful this Doctor felt inside. He felt as if his cock were inside a vice-just like his Thete-so sweet and so submissive. Koschei’s hand pumped the Doctor’s large cock faster. His thumb moved gently over the tiny slit to coax out his sweet pre-cum, and he used it to copiously slick up the shaft. The two of them began a sensual dance against each others bodies. Koschei knew that he himself was close to having his orgasm. He knew they needed to finish this up, because he would be joined by his Theta within the next twenty minutes. He wanted to make sure he was composed and ready for his lover. ‘Ooh, Doctor, I’m so close now. I can feel that you are too. I want you to come for me. I want you to shoot your sweet cream all over your stomach and chest for me.’
‘Yes, Master. Yes, I’m close too, so close.’ the Doctor moaned and whimpered. He continued to shove his cock hard inside Koschei’s hand and his arse back against the lad’s invading cock. His prostate was being battered so beautifully by Koschei’s hard, pounding cock. This was definitely what he needed, just what he wanted and craved; it was simply beautiful and so exciting and so very sensual.
Koschei’s hand raced over the Doctor’s cock, his thumb coaxing out more of his pre-cum. The Doctor cried out again when he felt Koschei’s cock battering against his prostate, once, twice, three times. The Doctor’s body arched backward against Koschei’s, and he suddenly exploded all over the lad‘s hand, covering his own stomach and his chest. He was trembling like the silver leaves on the Kaden wood tree. His wrists were sore from being bound so tightly to the tree branch with his tie. His arse was sore from the beating he was taking from Koschei. But he wasn’t going to complain, because this is exactly what he had wanted. This is what he had risked crossing his own Time Line for.
Koschei grunted when he felt his cock being squeezed so tightly inside the Doctor’s clenching arse when the older Time Lord had his orgasm. He could no longer control himself-he suddenly had his own wrenching orgasm. He moaned loudly as he filled the Doctor’s tight arse with his sweet cream. Once he had completely emptied himself inside the older Time Lord, he wrapped his arms around the Doctor’s slim waist holding him close for a few fleeting moments. Their twin hearts were beating madly in their chests, and their breathing was finally coming under control as well. They stood there in companionable silence, waiting for the euphoria of their steamy, forbidden sex to pass.
It was the Doctor who broke that companionable silence, as he opened his eyes and turned his head towards Koschei. He smiled warmly the younger Time Lord, muttering softly. ‘Thank you, Koschei. You were-well-you were brilliant, lad. This was just what I wanted and needed.’
Koschei chuckled softly. He moved his body away from the Doctor’s, reaching up to untie his wrists from the branch. He threw his tie at him when he spun his body to face him. ‘Yes, I know I am, Doctor. My Theta tells me that all the time. Now, you best gather up your clothes and get back to your TARDIS. You need to get yourself back to your own Time Line again. Before those Reapers descend upon Gallifrey-or worst yet-the Time Lords. I for one do not want to explain to them why you were here, crossing your own Time Line. And-you are welcome-you were pretty magnificent yourself. Now be gone with you! I have to clean myself up before my Theta gets here, and he will be here any minute now.’
‘Yes, of course-Koschei-of course. Thanks again,’ the Doctor muttered. He bent down to pull up his brown pinstriped trousers, zipping and buttoning them. He picked up his light blue shirt, and buttoned it up, not bothering to tuck it in. Then he retrieved the rest of his clothes, his jacket and trainers, smiling warmly at the younger Time Lord. He walked briskly out of the hidden clearing towards his TARDIS. She hummed happily when she saw him approach, opening her doors to him. Before he entered the old time ship, he turned and waved to young Koschei, one last time.
Koschei smiled smugly and waved to the older Time Lord. He watched as he closed the doors to the old Type 40 TARDIS behind him as he entered, and several minutes later he watched as the TARDIS dematerialized out of the clearing. He chuckled and shook his head fondly, muttering in Gallifreyan to himself. ‘Yeah, that’s right, Doctor. I knew you’d give one final wave goodbye-fucking puppy-sweet-lonely Doctor. I hope you’ll be all right. It was so good to see you- well-the future you. You better stay safe, you idiot.’
Once the Doctor was safely inside the TARDIS again, he sent her a silent thank you. Then he dropped his clothes onto the pilot chair, and quickly dematerialized off Gallifrey. He moved his beautiful time ship back inside the Vortex. Then fondly at the wonderful memory he now had of his young Koschei-the pretty younger version of his Master-giving him what he had wanted that day. He was well pleased with himself for crossing his own Time Line. He was also happy that the TARDIS kept things under control for him. The TARDIS made sure that their trip back into their own Time Line was shorter. The Doctor sighed and ran his fingers nervously through his soft, tawny hair, and chuckled at the brilliant memory. He giggled loudly, and bounced up and down on his white Converse trainers. He was proud of what he had done today. He was happy that it had turned out so well, and that the Reapers had not descended down upon Gallifrey.
He sighed with contentment. Then he picked up his clothes from the pilot chair, walking out of the console room. He meandered down the corridor to his own bedroom, where he opened the door-dumped the clothes onto the velvet chair in the middle of the room-and crashed out on his bed. He soon fell into a happy contented sleep. But it was not a dreamless sleep. He had pleasant dreams of himself and his own Master making passionate love together-their bodies dancing together so beautifully.
From: silvermoon07
Title: Risk
Characters and/or Pairings: Ten/Koschei
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Slash, Kissing, D/s, Dub-Con, Explicit Sex, swearing, timey-wimey
Summary: Set after Last of the Time Lords, Ten has just burned the Master’s body, after he was shot by Lucy; he is despondent and begs the TARDIS to do something risky for him, he wants to find a Master from his past, any one will do, anywhere, any when; The TARDIS reluctantly takes him across his own Time Line, to his Planet, Gallifrey where he is confronted by a very young Koschei.
Word Count: 6,049
The Doctor was inside the TARDIS again, alone with his thoughts, after having just left Martha and Jack on Earth. They both turned down his offer to travel with him again. It hurt him terribly when they both said they needed to stay on Earth. Jack mentioned having to make amends with his Torchwood team. Martha said goodbye to him, once and for all, and told him she had to be with her family. He told her he understood that she needed to be with her family to comfort them after the terrible ordeal they had all gone through in that year when the Master had reign over the Earth. After all the terrible things the Master had done to them, he couldn’t blame them for the way they had all reacted. He pictured himself standing on that lonely plateau again, watching the Master’s body burn on the funeral pyre. Tears still streamed down his face at the memory. Oh how he hated losing his old friend, his old lover. His hearts were aching, but he had to leave or he would have had a breakdown. He had reluctantly turned and walked away from the devastating scene. His face suddenly turned stoic, as he hid his pain from the world, from the Universe, from his friends even. He silently mourned the loss of his fellow Time Lord. He thrust his hands deep inside the pockets of his brown pinstriped trousers, his long brown coat billowing in the breeze, as he made his way back to the safety of his TARDIS.
All he could think about was the Master. How he had wanted to save him, how he had begged him to just come away with him. He wanted them to start over again. Why did the Master have to try to take over the Earth the way he did? Why had the Master refused to regenerate after Lucy shot him with that dreaded gun? Did he do it just to spite him? The Master also claimed hat he had won that round. But the Doctor didn’t think of it as a game. He really wanted the Master to live so that they could be together. He wanted to try to make things right again between them. But the Master had to go and beat him again, didn’t he? The Master had to go and die on him, leaving him all alone again.
The TARDIS was floating inside the Vortex, just drifting. The Doctor was trying to decide where he wanted to go, or what he wanted to do. He really had no idea. He hated the lonely silence of the TARDIS now. He sat on the pilot chair, still dressed in his brown pinstriped suit. He pulled his knees up to his chest, and placed his arms on them, leaning his chin on top of the linked arms. He sat in contemplative and painful silence for several minutes. Then a thought suddenly popped into his head; and he was adamant about what he was going to do.
‘Right, well, I’ll just pop back to a time when the Master was still alive, any Master will do. All I have to do is find a way to cross into my own Time line. That shouldn’t be a problem, should it old girl? You will help me with this, right?’ the Doctor asked, as he jumped up off the pilot seat. He bounded over to the console, but when he went to set the coordinates for his destination, she gave him a terrible shock, trying to stop him.
‘Ow! Blimey, that bloody hurt!!’ the Doctor yelped. He felt the strong shock from his ship, and leapt back from the console, glaring up at her. ‘Oi, there’s no need for that! I’ve already made up my mind! We are going to find the Master, any Master, in any time!’
No, Doctor, I will not do this for you! Nor will I let you do this! You know it is dangerous to cross your own time line! It is also forbidden by the Time Lords--
‘What are you saying to me, old girl?!! That is just sheer and utter nonsense, do you hear me?!’ the Doctor suddenly called out incredulously. He cut across her telepathic tirade, as he waved his hands in the air. He ran his long, thin fingers, exasperatedly, through his soft, tawny hair, making it stick up in all directions. ‘There are no more Time Lords left, old girl. You know that I am now truly the Last of the Time Lords. Please, I’ve got to see him one last time? Please help me old girl? My hearts are breaking. I just want to see him again, any old him, it doesn’t really matter. Please? I won’t ask you to do this again. I just need this now…for closure.’
Oh, very well, Doctor, but you better be careful. This is a very big risk we are both taking, crossing Time Lines just so you can find an older Master to have a kiss and a cuddle with. The TARDIS lights flickered off and on, and the Time Rotor suddenly began moving up and down. Then the Doctor felt her hurtling through the Time Vortex at a breakneck speed. He had to grab hold of the edge of the console to stop from being thrown forcefully to the metal grating. But he managed to pull the computer screen towards him as he watched the Gallifreyan symbols flashing in front of his eyes.
The Doctor laughed gleefully as he watched the TARDIS crossing over his Time Line at that breakneck speed. They quickly raced passed his Ninth regeneration. Meeting Rose for the first time in that building where he was trying to stop the Nestene Consciousness. Then meeting Jack the ex-Time Agent, con-man. The next vision he saw inside his mind was his very pretty Eighth Regeneration. He remembered meeting that strange-but good looking-American version of the Master. He wouldn’t mind having a go with that one. But the TARDIS just raced past that time. He watched as the Time War raced across his memory. He experienced that pain all over again. But it only lasted a fleeting moment, as she next brought him to his Seventh Body. He watched as he and the Master met on that Cheetah planet. The TARDIS was still flying through the Vortex and not stopping. He wondered where she was taking him, as they hurtled faster and faster through the Vortex. She passed through his Sixth, Fifth, Fourth, Third and Second Incarnations. She finally made it to his first regeneration and he saw himself leaving Gallifrey, fleeing with his granddaughter, Susan. Could the TARDIS be taking him back to his old Planet, Gallifrey? How could she possibly do that? More importantly, why was she doing that? Surely he would have run into his old Academy self, Theta Sigma? He was confused and disoriented as he felt all of his Regenerations racing through his mind. He suddenly lost his grip on the edge of the console, when he felt her hurtling from the Time Vortex. In the next instant, he was thrown onto his arse on the metal grating, as she landed with a hard thump. The Time Rotor stilled, and the lights dimmed slightly, letting him know that she had taken him where he wanted to go.
You best hurry, Doctor, if you do not wish to cause a Paradox and the Time Lines to split wide open. Do what you have to do now, and be done with it. You don’t want the Reapers bearing down on you again, do you?
The Doctor stared up at her. His face was a mask of confusion. His head was spinning from having crossed over all those time lines at once. When he spoke his voice sounded pained and soft. ‘Have you taken me back to Gallifrey, old girl? Have you taken me back to the time when Koschei and I were still at the Academy?’
Yes, Doctor, we are sitting in a grove in the fields of Mt. Perdition. Koschei is waiting for you, well, for Theta, to meet him in their, well, your secret hiding place. Go now, before I change my mind and leave here.
The Doctor smiled warmly and leapt up from the metal grating. He knew she had taken this Risk just for him. He was really quite thankful towards her, and he sent her a telepathic thanks. Then he raced down the landing and towards the doors, throwing them open with a flurry. He was suddenly greeted by a young raven-haired Koschei. He was standing in the middle of the field, on the dewy red grass of their beautiful Planet Gallifrey. He was staring open-mouthed at the Doctor as he bounded out of the TARDIS.
The Doctor began talking nineteen to the dozen. He ran up into the young Time Lord‘s personal space, as he babbled away in his usual boisterous voice. ‘Oh, yes! I’m really here? I can’t believe this? I’m back on Gallifrey! Ooh, yes! This is brilliant! Molto Bene! Well done, old girl! Thank you so much. Oh, how beautiful this is, all of it! Mt. Perdition, the gorgeous soft, red grass, and you, Koschei, it really is you?!’
Koschei’s look of shock turned to haughtiness when he realised that it was the Doctor now standing in front of him. Well, one of the Doctor’s regenerations anyway, but just which one he couldn’t tell at the moment. He knew it was definitely the Doctor, he could tell that from his incessant babbling and that usual enthusiasm of the excited little puppy. He quickly approached the Doctor, with an angry glare on his beautiful young face, and began berating him. ‘What are you doing here now?! Don’t you realise that you can cause a Paradox, you idiot?!’
The Doctor held out his arms to Koschei, a goofy grin on his face. He wanted nothing more than to wrap his arms around him and kiss him senseless. ‘So you do know who I am, Koschei? And, don’t worry about the Paradox thingy, I’ve got things under control. Well, my TARDIS does anyway-well, so do I-well-she does more than me actually--’
‘Doctor, will you please shut up!!’ Koschei suddenly cut across the Doctor’s incessant and over-excited babbling. He glared complacently at the older Time Lord. Then he continued to berate him. ‘Of course I know who you are, you idiot! Only you would do something as stupid and careless as this, Doctor! Only you would take the Risk of getting caught and for what? Why are you even here now?! The Time Lords will be livid when they find out what you have done! You cannot stay here! You have to leave now! Besides, I’m waiting for your younger self to arrive. You are just wasting your time as you-well-the younger version of you will be here within the hour!’ Koschei ranted, as he glared at the Doctor, slighting him with his snide remarks. He shoved the Doctor against the Kaden wood tree when he tried to move his body closer to his. He knew the Doctor was trying to sneak in an embrace; and he was having none of that.
The Doctor frowned at Koschei’s slight of his advances. He really wanted to give the younger version of the Master a huge hug. But he knew the younger Time Lord was trying to prevent that. So he slid his hands into the pockets of his brown pinstriped trousers. When he tried to step around the young Time Lord so he could have a bit of space between the two of them, he gasped when Koschei shoved him hard against the Kaden wood tree. When the Doctor spoke again, his voice sounded dejected, but still had a bit of manic energy in it. ‘Oh, that is nonsense, Koschei! It’s all just a bit of wibbly, wobbly, timey-wimey. The Time Lords will not even know I was here. I know for a fact that my younger self is still inside that study hall. If I remember correctly-and I do-because I’m brilliant-he is doing his penance for Borusa catching him passing love notes to you in one of your Temporal Engineering classes yesterday. As you have just said, he will not be here for-oh another quarter of an hour-or even an hour-that gives us plenty of time to-’
‘Plenty of time to do what? What are you talking about, Doctor?’ Koschei cut across the Doctor’s babbling words. He placed his hands on the Doctor’s chest-and pinned him harder against the Kaden wood tree-when he tried to get free of him. ‘What is it you want, hmm? Oh, Doctor. I can feel all the strong emotions just pouring off your body. They are whirling inside your mind. What has happened to you-or should I say to ME-that has made you risk crossing your own Time Line, hmm?!’
The Doctor sighed and shook his head. Then he turned his face down towards the floor. He stared at the small patch of the lush red grass-mumbling incoherently-as his brown eyes filled with tears that threatened to spill over any minute. ‘I cannot tell you that, Kosch, you know that. What with the Time Lines and all. I just wanted to see you-well-a younger version of yourself-again. I miss you so much Mast-erm-Koschei. I just wanted to come back to talk, or to maybe share a kiss and a cuddle?’
‘Oh, I see, so you risked crossing your own Time Line? Possibly causing a Paradox just for a kiss and a cuddle?! Why can’t you get that from your own Master in your own time? Ooh, yes, now I understand. Something has happened to me in your time, hasn’t it, Doctor? Something really bad-I did something bad-didn’t I?’ Koschei asked. He stared at the Doctor, and almost missed the imperceptible nod of his head; almost, but not quite. He suddenly took pity on this Doctor and gave in to his pleas. ‘Oh, very well, Doctor. I guess it couldn’t hurt to just share a sweet little kiss and a cuddle. No that you have come all this way, and took this huge risk just to see me. Look at me, you idiot, let me see those pretty brown eyes.’ Koschei carefully lifted the Doctor’s face up from the floor. He flashed him a self-satisfied expression. ‘There that is much better, isn’t it, Doctor?’
The Doctor smiled softly at Koschei. Before he could say another word, the lad’s face was moving towards his. Their lips were locked together in a heated and fiery kiss. He’d forgotten how strong Koschei was at this young age. How commanding and controlling he was-well he was still that way in his own time-but now his Master was gone. Oh, how he missed that terribly. He wondered how old was Koschei now, 100, 200? But he found that he did not care about that now, all he cared about was that he was kissing him so passionately. He opened his mouth to allow the lad’s tongue to slide against his own. Then he felt Koschei’s strong arms wrap around his waist, pulling their bodies in closer together. He felt so light-headed now, and his hearts were hammering in his chest. Well, they were hammering against Koschei’s own twin hearts. The Doctor felt his body being pressed harder against the trunk of the Kaden wood tree, but young Koschei was taking control of him so masterfully.
Koschei could not believe how submissive the Doctor still was in this older Time Lord body. It was obvious to him now, from his Time Sense that this was the Doctor’s Tenth Regeneration. He also realised he could still command him with a dominant kiss. He could still possess his very soul just by taking control of him. He was pleased to know that he would always be the dominant one when it came to the two of them. He loved kissing this version of the Doctor. His lips were so soft and willing, not unlike his own Theta’s gorgeous pouty lips. He loved hearing him as he whimpered and moaned around their kiss. But he wanted to have more of him. He wanted to see how far this Doctor would go. They did have a long while before his Theta would be meeting him there. He suddenly stopped the kiss, and grabbed this Doctor’s hands, pinning them above his head against the tree trunk. He glared at the Doctor when he began to protest. ’Mm, you taste so very sweet, Doctor. It pleases me to see you this way. It is so wonderful to see that you are still so submissive. I wonder how far I can take this. How much do you really want now, hmm? What more do you want from me, Doctor?’
The Doctor was breathing heavily and still trying to recover from the bruising kiss that Koschei had surprised him with not mere minutes before. The lad pressed their bodies tightly together again. The Doctor whimpered when he felt the prominent bulge of the young Time Lord’s cock pressing against his own now hard cock. When he finally spoke, he stuttered over his words, as his face turned a bright crimson. ‘Well-I want to-it would be-I think we should. I mean, if you don’t mind-I would like for you to-well-I mean-would you please take me, Koschei? Please fuck me so hard I forget my own name? And-if you wouldn’t mind if I called you, Master?’
Koschei chuckled wickedly at hearing the Doctor’s stammering words. His request for him to use the name he had only just chosen to go by made him smile cheekily. He shoved his hard cock against the Doctor’s own hard cock again-speaking in a breathy whisper to him. ‘Oh, you are still such a horny little beast, aren’t you, Doctor? You still cannot get enough of me fucking you, eh? Very well then-Doctor, you shall have your wish-and you may call me Master. Now, I suggest you get yourself out of that ridiculous brown pinstriped suit. I want to see that gorgeous slim body of yours in the flesh, hmm? I haven’t got all day to sit here and chat with you! You have to get back to your own Time Line soon, before the Reapers pay us a lovely little visit! Come on now! Don’t keep me waiting, Doctor!’
The Doctor stared at Koschei for a fleeting moment. When he did not move fast enough for the young Time Lord, Koschei took it upon himself to start quickly undressing the older Time Lord. His young fingers deftly unbuttoned the Doctor’s brown pinstriped jacket. He shoved it down the Doctor’s slim shoulders, and threw it onto the soft, dewy red grass beside them. The Doctor suddenly woke up from his malaise. He started to move his hands up so he could remove his tie. Koschei glared at him and shook his head, shoving his hands back down to his side. ‘No, Doctor, you will not move now! You will do as I command you. I am in charge here now, so you just keep still! And be sure to keep that babbling gob of yours shut tight! The only things I want to hear out of your gob are your screams when I fuck that tight arse of yours! Do you understand me?!’
‘Yes, Master, I will obey you.’ the Doctor said. He smiled warily at the young Time Lord. He was shocked by his commanding and powerful voice. Oh, how he had missed all of this with his own Master. He missed all the times he had used his laser screwdriver to make him young again. All the times they had had sex on the Valiant in the events that had just passed---
‘And clear your mind of those thoughts, Doctor! I do not need to read them now! You never could control your myriad of thoughts, could you? You never do change-fucking puppy.’ Koschei suddenly cut across the Doctor’s thoughts. Koschei knew that he’d startled the Doctor, and he loved seeing the Doctor like that. He knew that this Doctor must have forgotten how strong young Koschei’s mind was. The younger Time Lord smiled again when he noticed this Doctor did as he was commanded, and kept his mind blank of all his thoughts. Koschei quickly flashed him an arrogant expression. He loved how easy it was for him to keep this Doctor under control. Oh yes! This Doctor was so much like his own Theta. ‘Good, that’s much better. Now, Doctor, let’s get the rest of these clothes off. I am growing impatient!’
The Doctor was about to protest, when Koschei threw him up against the tree again. Then the younger Time Lord divested him of the rest of his clothes. Koschei quickly removed the brown tie, with the swirls on it. He placed it over his shoulder, thinking he would use it in a few minutes to bind the Doctor’s wrists to the tree. Next he deftly unbuttoned his light blue shirt, his fingers slipping through the button holes with practiced ease. He jammed it down the Doctor’s arms, and threw it on top of his brown pinstriped jacket on the red grass. He glared at the Doctor and motioned for him to kick off his white Converse trainers. He made quick work of the button and zip of the Doctor’s brown-pinstriped trousers-sliding them forcefully down his slim hips. He smiled when he noticed that the older Time Lord was not wearing any pants. ‘Mm, you finally have some dress sense Doctor-no pants! Mm, yes, you are still so much like my Thete-in that respect-you’ve not changed. Now, let me look at you. Hmm, you’re a bit too thin for my liking. But that doesn’t really matter too much. Turn around and press that gorgeous face up against the trunk of that Kaden wood tree. Make sure you place your hands above your head, Doctor! I’m going to use this ridiculous looking tie to bind those gorgeous slim wrists of yours so you cannot move!’
The Doctor flashed Koschei a submissive smile, and shook his head. He turned around and pressed his face against the soft surface of the Kaden wood tree. Oh, how he’d missed these beautiful trees, with their tinkling silver leaves. But he knew that he needed to stay focused, so he quickly cleared his mind again. He had forgotten to raise his arms above his head; he hoped that the younger Time Lord wouldn’t be too angry with his disobedient behaviour.
Koschei leaned forward and pressed his body flush against the Doctor’s back. He shoved his hard-but still confined-cock up against the Doctor’s gorgeous naked arse. He suddenly grabbed the older Time Lord’s hands and moved them forcefully over his head. Then he used the tie to bind them together on one of the low hanging branches. Koschei smiled smugly when he heard the Doctor’s surprised gasp. He had read the Doctor’s mind and realised that he was happy when his fingers came into contact with the silver leaves on the tree branch. ‘Mm, there now, that’s much better. You look so pretty all naked and bound to this tree, Doctor. Now, I’m going to give you your wish and fuck you so hard you will not remember your own name. I do have some Venusian lube here-that I will be using on your younger self later-seeing as I don’t want to hurt you…much.’
The Doctor whimpered when he heard Koschei’s words of dominance. He gasped when he suddenly felt the younger Time Lords fingers shoved hard inside his arse. The Doctor knew that Koschei was searching for his Time Lord prostate, and gasped when that gorgeous long, thin finger suddenly found its target. The Doctor cried out in ecstasy. He could no longer hold back his lust and his need to be taken. He still wished it was his own Master doing this to him. But Koschei was certainly doing quite brilliantly. ‘Ooh, Master. Please hurry, please take me. I can’t wait any longer-please just fuck me now!!’
Koschei chuckled wickedly when he heard this Doctor’s sweet pleas. He was begging him so prettily now. He had merely shoved his fingers inside his arse-getting him ready for his cock-and he was already submitting his body to him. He used his free hand to smack the Doctor‘s naked arse. He smiled when it left a red mark behind in its wake-and again when the older Time Lord yelped. He noticed that the Doctor did not move away from his smacking hand. He actually moved his arse harder against his invading fingers, squirming delightfully. ‘Mm, fucking puppy, you still squirm so beautifully. That’s another thing that hasn’t changed, has it, Doctor? It is quite refreshing to hear you begging me already. But not to worry-I shall be fucking your tight little arse soon. I just wanted to make sure you were well prepared for me.’
The Doctor had yelped when he felt Koschei’s strong hand smacking his naked arse. He moved his arse back against those long, invading fingers-whimpering and mewling impatiently. ‘Please, Master! Oh, please just fuck me now. You are being quite unreasonable, you know, Koschei? That’s one thing that hasn’t changed with you either-you were always so patient when it came to our love making. Don’t get me wrong, I love it! I think it’s brilliant that you are like this, it is so very you. You are still so full of all that dominance and bravado-still so in control-of everything. Oww! Blimey, that bloody hurts!’
Koschei growled and smacked his free hand against the Doctor’s naked arse. ‘Be silent, Doctor! Do you hear me?! I did not say that you could speak just now!’ Koschei glared at the older Time Lord, as he continued his tirade. ‘Oh, how that’s not changed either-that gob of yours can never stop yammering away!’
Koschei shoved his fingers hard against the Doctor’s prostate one last time. He smiled when the Doctor moaned loudly from the movement. Koschei just grinned smugly at the Doctor and then pulled them out. His other hand was busy as he removed his cock from his brown linen trousers; then he quickly lubed up his own hard cock. He chuckled wickedly as he pressed the head of his cock up against the Doctor’s entrance. Before the babbling Doctor could say another word, he shoved his cock hard inside the Doctor’s tight arse. He groaned in pleasure when the older Time Lord cried out; but he still pushed his arse backward against his cock. ‘Mm, ooh, yes, Doctor. You are still as tight as you always were, so refreshingly sweet. Oh, yes, you are still my fucking puppy. You just can’t get enough of me, can you? Is this what you wanted, Doctor? Hmm, is this good for you? Is this why you crossed over your own Time Line and took the Risk of causing a Paradox? Answer me, Doctor?! Is this what you came here for?!’
The Doctor cried out when Koschei shoved his cock harder and faster inside of him-the head pressing up insistently against his prostate. He knew that he had to answer him. ‘Oh, yes, Master! Yes, this is what I wanted, what I needed. Ooh, yes-this is brilliant-ooh-and it feels so good.’
‘Mm, yes, I know it does. You horny beast-you’re still so much like my own Thete. You are so beautifully submissive to me.’ Koschei replied. He moved his face towards the back of the Doctor’s neck-and bit into it-his sharp teeth sinking into the pale, soft skin. The older Time Lord howled in ecstasy when he felt the younger Time Lord biting and sucking on his neck. Koschei drew blood and the Artron Energy filled his mouth.
The Doctor could not believe that Koschei had broken the skin, and was lapping away at the small amount of blood and artron energy; it was so completely erotic-but not unwelcome-it made his own cock become harder. Koschei moaned happily as he lapped up the strong artron energy from this Doctor. He could not believe how sweet he tasted. He moved his hands up towards the Doctor’s bound hands, gripping them hard. Then he shoved his cock harder and faster inside the Doctor’s tight arse, his own twin hearts beating madly inside his chest-and against the Doctor’s back.
The Doctor moaned and whimpered softly; and Koschei shoved his cock so hard and so deep inside him. The Doctor closed his eyes and envisioned his own Master taking him-fucking him into oblivion. He allowed the visions to dance across his mind so sweetly. Koschei, meanwhile, continued to push his cock faster and harder inside him. The Doctor murmured softly in their native language of Gallifreyan. Koschei was surprised to hear him speaking it at first. He listened to the Doctor’s pained words-and it nearly broke Koschei’s hearts. ‘Ooh, Master-ooh-my Master. I miss you so much. Oh, how I loved you so much. We could have been so wonderful together. Ooh, why couldn’t you just listen to me? We could have been together right now.’
Koschei closed his own eyes and gritted his teeth. He removed his hands from the Doctor’s bound hands, sliding them down his naked sides. He smiled when he felt the older Time Lords body shudder. But that didn’t stop him as he moved his right hand around to the Doctor’s groin, gripping his painfully hard cock in his hand. ‘Now, Doctor, just fuck my hand with your hard cock. And I will fuck your gorgeous tight arse with mine. Then you will come with me when I tell you to, have you got that?’
‘Yes, Master. Yes, I will obey you. I will always obey you, Master.’ the Doctor whispered softly and heatedly to Koschei, his slim hips moved forward, then he pushed his cock harder and faster inside Koschei’s stroking hand. His aching arse moved backward on the younger Time Lord’s invading cock. And it felt so good, so bloody good. The Doctor never wanted this to end. He wanted to feel Koschei fucking him forever. Well, that wasn’t true, he was really thinking about the Master now. He could feel him right now, if he closed his eyes and pictured him in his mind, yes, there he was. The handsome, scowling face was staring back at him. It was still his Master there fucking him hard against the Kaden wood tree.
Koschei pumped his cock harder inside the Doctor’s arse, moving his hips in short sharp thrusts. Oh, how wonderful this Doctor felt inside. He felt as if his cock were inside a vice-just like his Thete-so sweet and so submissive. Koschei’s hand pumped the Doctor’s large cock faster. His thumb moved gently over the tiny slit to coax out his sweet pre-cum, and he used it to copiously slick up the shaft. The two of them began a sensual dance against each others bodies. Koschei knew that he himself was close to having his orgasm. He knew they needed to finish this up, because he would be joined by his Theta within the next twenty minutes. He wanted to make sure he was composed and ready for his lover. ‘Ooh, Doctor, I’m so close now. I can feel that you are too. I want you to come for me. I want you to shoot your sweet cream all over your stomach and chest for me.’
‘Yes, Master. Yes, I’m close too, so close.’ the Doctor moaned and whimpered. He continued to shove his cock hard inside Koschei’s hand and his arse back against the lad’s invading cock. His prostate was being battered so beautifully by Koschei’s hard, pounding cock. This was definitely what he needed, just what he wanted and craved; it was simply beautiful and so exciting and so very sensual.
Koschei’s hand raced over the Doctor’s cock, his thumb coaxing out more of his pre-cum. The Doctor cried out again when he felt Koschei’s cock battering against his prostate, once, twice, three times. The Doctor’s body arched backward against Koschei’s, and he suddenly exploded all over the lad‘s hand, covering his own stomach and his chest. He was trembling like the silver leaves on the Kaden wood tree. His wrists were sore from being bound so tightly to the tree branch with his tie. His arse was sore from the beating he was taking from Koschei. But he wasn’t going to complain, because this is exactly what he had wanted. This is what he had risked crossing his own Time Line for.
Koschei grunted when he felt his cock being squeezed so tightly inside the Doctor’s clenching arse when the older Time Lord had his orgasm. He could no longer control himself-he suddenly had his own wrenching orgasm. He moaned loudly as he filled the Doctor’s tight arse with his sweet cream. Once he had completely emptied himself inside the older Time Lord, he wrapped his arms around the Doctor’s slim waist holding him close for a few fleeting moments. Their twin hearts were beating madly in their chests, and their breathing was finally coming under control as well. They stood there in companionable silence, waiting for the euphoria of their steamy, forbidden sex to pass.
It was the Doctor who broke that companionable silence, as he opened his eyes and turned his head towards Koschei. He smiled warmly the younger Time Lord, muttering softly. ‘Thank you, Koschei. You were-well-you were brilliant, lad. This was just what I wanted and needed.’
Koschei chuckled softly. He moved his body away from the Doctor’s, reaching up to untie his wrists from the branch. He threw his tie at him when he spun his body to face him. ‘Yes, I know I am, Doctor. My Theta tells me that all the time. Now, you best gather up your clothes and get back to your TARDIS. You need to get yourself back to your own Time Line again. Before those Reapers descend upon Gallifrey-or worst yet-the Time Lords. I for one do not want to explain to them why you were here, crossing your own Time Line. And-you are welcome-you were pretty magnificent yourself. Now be gone with you! I have to clean myself up before my Theta gets here, and he will be here any minute now.’
‘Yes, of course-Koschei-of course. Thanks again,’ the Doctor muttered. He bent down to pull up his brown pinstriped trousers, zipping and buttoning them. He picked up his light blue shirt, and buttoned it up, not bothering to tuck it in. Then he retrieved the rest of his clothes, his jacket and trainers, smiling warmly at the younger Time Lord. He walked briskly out of the hidden clearing towards his TARDIS. She hummed happily when she saw him approach, opening her doors to him. Before he entered the old time ship, he turned and waved to young Koschei, one last time.
Koschei smiled smugly and waved to the older Time Lord. He watched as he closed the doors to the old Type 40 TARDIS behind him as he entered, and several minutes later he watched as the TARDIS dematerialized out of the clearing. He chuckled and shook his head fondly, muttering in Gallifreyan to himself. ‘Yeah, that’s right, Doctor. I knew you’d give one final wave goodbye-fucking puppy-sweet-lonely Doctor. I hope you’ll be all right. It was so good to see you- well-the future you. You better stay safe, you idiot.’
Once the Doctor was safely inside the TARDIS again, he sent her a silent thank you. Then he dropped his clothes onto the pilot chair, and quickly dematerialized off Gallifrey. He moved his beautiful time ship back inside the Vortex. Then fondly at the wonderful memory he now had of his young Koschei-the pretty younger version of his Master-giving him what he had wanted that day. He was well pleased with himself for crossing his own Time Line. He was also happy that the TARDIS kept things under control for him. The TARDIS made sure that their trip back into their own Time Line was shorter. The Doctor sighed and ran his fingers nervously through his soft, tawny hair, and chuckled at the brilliant memory. He giggled loudly, and bounced up and down on his white Converse trainers. He was proud of what he had done today. He was happy that it had turned out so well, and that the Reapers had not descended down upon Gallifrey.
He sighed with contentment. Then he picked up his clothes from the pilot chair, walking out of the console room. He meandered down the corridor to his own bedroom, where he opened the door-dumped the clothes onto the velvet chair in the middle of the room-and crashed out on his bed. He soon fell into a happy contented sleep. But it was not a dreamless sleep. He had pleasant dreams of himself and his own Master making passionate love together-their bodies dancing together so beautifully.