Gift #4 for von_gelmini
To: von_gelmini
From: silvermoon07
Title: Taboo
Characters and/or Pairings: Five/Ainley!Master
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Slash, M/M kissing, oral sex, groping
Summary: After the events inside the Dark Tower on Gallifrey, Five is thinking about the Master, and how he was sent away by Rassilon, while he was still bound and unconscious. He sends the Master a message from his own TARDIS, and they make plans to meet on the Eye of Orion. Five gives the Master his well received gift.
Notes: Set right after the Five Doctors, but AU now. This is my first time writing Five/Ainley!Master, and I hope I get their characters right. I hope you enjoy it!
Word Count: 6,510
The Doctor had just left his companions, Tegan and Turlough in the kitchen. They were sipping the last of their tea, and enjoying their chocolate digestives and other assorted biscuits. He knew that the sleeping draught he had placed inside their tea would make them sleep for many hours- perhaps even the early afternoon of the next day. That would give him enough time to check in on the Master-his old friend-well-all right, if you were going to put it that way-his old estranged lover. He had been a little worried when Rassilon had sent the Master away from his tomb, still bound and unconscious. In the first place, the Doctor had realised that the Master had told him the truth. He had not believed the Master when he told him that Borusa and members of the Inner Council had sent him into the Death Zone on Gallifrey to rescue the Doctor and all his past selves. He was a little shocked when he found out that he had indeed done his old friend quite a terrible injustice by not believing him. How could he have doubted the validity of his words?
Oh, how his mind always wandered away from him-his subconscious was getting the better of him again-making him lose his concentration. He wanted to complete the task of sending the urgent message to the Master-via the computer on his TARDIS-to the Master’s TARDIS. In the messages he would ask the Master if he would like to meet him in the Eye of Orion. He had chosen this place so they would have some privacy. Well, he wanted to be able to have a nice chat with the Master-well-no-he was looking for something more. He wanted to give a special thank you to his old friend, for coming to the Death Zone to try to save him. But he imagined that it was because of the Master’s approval of the appearance of his current self that he had agreed to rescue him in the first place. Even though what he was about to do was strictly Taboo on Gallifrey. That was why the Doctor wanted to meet the Master in someplace private, and also not to have the added distraction of Tegan and Turlough. Well-Tegan anyway-he was certain Turlough would not care too much about it-him not being human, and from the Planet Trion. Tegan was a human from 20th Century Earth. She would have all sorts of things to say about what he wanted to do. He just did not need to have that added headache from her right now.
He could hear Turlough and Tegan making their way to their rooms just then. They were saying goodnight to each other. He was really so relieved that they had learned to get along together-especially after the fiasco with the Black Guardian. His mind was wandering away from what he wanted to do again. Perhaps he was a bit nervous about all of this-after all-he and the Master had not been together in that way since their Academy days. They were the best of friends, and lovers. They were so young back then, they didn’t know any better. They did not care about the strict Taboo of having a male companion back then. Besides, they were not lads any longer, they were fully grown Time Lords. They were able to make their own decisions about things of this nature.
Yes, he would indeed send that message to the Master. He would ask if he would meet him on the Eye of Orion. What could it hurt? Maybe he would even be civil towards him? But maybe he would not? Oh, there it was again, that dreaded subconscious trying to overtake his mind again. He shook his head, and his soft, blond hair shook along with it. He stepped up to the console, and immediately typed a special message to his old friend. He composed it in their native language of Gallifreyan-in case Turlough or Tegan went snooping inside the computer. He also used their old Academy names, hoping that would sweeten things more, and bring the Master around.
“My dear Koschei, it is Theta here-your old friend, sending you this urgent message now. I was wondering if you would care to meet me in the Eye of Orion to have a little chat together. If it would not be too much of a bother to you, I would be there presently to join you.”
The Doctor quickly sent the message directly into the computer on the Master’s TARDIS. He hoped that the Master would send a return message with an affirmative answer. He paced the console room, staring at the white walls and roundels, and stuffed his hands in the pockets of his striped trousers. His white plimsoles were squeaking on the surface of the stark white floor as he paced around the large room. He adjusted switches and buttons all around the console. Then he used his bright orange handkerchief to clean up little smudges on the surface. He suddenly jumped back from the console when he heard the computer beeping loudly. She was alerting him that there was an incoming message. With as much grace as he could muster, he pressed the oversized button that would allow him to read it.
Of course the return message was also written in Gallifreyan. He was a little disheartened to see that the Master had not used their Academy names. “My dear Doctor, to what do I owe this quite perplexing request of yours? And why the use of our old Academy names, I wonder? I thought you did not wish to see me again after what occurred in the Death Zone on Gallifrey earlier today. But I digress, as I am really quite intrigued to see why you are so anxious to speak with me. I shall indeed meet you on the Eye of Orion, presently. You do not need to reply to this message. Please just meet me there now-your old friend, Koschei.”
‘Right then, it is back to the Eye of Orion again for my meeting with the Master. Come on old girl, I know you will land me in the right spot, hmm?’ the Doctor smiled brightly. It warmed his hearts to read the Master’s Academy name at the end of his message. Perhaps this meeting would not be so Taboo after all. The TARDIS soon landed on the Eye of Orion. He made sure it was well after the time that he and Tegan and Turlough had been there. The Doctor was happy to see that things were going swimmingly.
The TARDIS landed with a loud thud, and the Doctor quickly opened the outer monitor to see that she had indeed landed him on the Eye of Orion. He was gratified to see that the Master’s TARDIS-that tall Greek Pillar-was parked not too far from his own, the blue Police Public Call Box. He pressed the button to close up the outer monitor. Then he ran to the other side of the console, pushing down the red topped handle to open the doors. He dashed outside onto the planet’s surface. He reached inside the inner pocket of his cream-coloured frock coat and quickly removed his cream coloured hat-with the red band-unrolling it so he could place it on his head. He wanted to make sure he looked most presentable to his old friend. After all he had asked him there so they could share a clandestine affair-not that the Master had to know that yet. He would relay his plans to the Master after he tested the waters to see if he were angry with him.
When he exited the TARDIS, he closed the doors behind him, locking it from the outside, to assure Turlough and Tegan could not get out. When he turned to walk towards the Master’s TARDIS, he was startled to see the very man standing right in front of him. He was dressed in his usual velvet attire, and on his hands he wore those soft velvet gloves. He pictured those very same gloves caressing him in places that he knew would feel quite good. He had to clear his mind of these thoughts for now, as he was standing in front of the Master right at that very moment. ‘Master, how good of you to come. I suppose you are wondering why I asked you to meet me here in the spot-of all the places in the Universe.’
The Master chuckled wickedly. He quickly placed his arms behind his back, with his velvet glove covered hands clasped together. He bowed his head to the Doctor. ‘Mm, yes, I was indeed wondering that very same thing, my dear Doctor. So, pray tell me, why have you asked me here to this place, hmm?’
‘Well, I wanted to thank you, Master, for what you did today. Or what you tried to do-I mean, your intentions were obviously quite good-and you were telling the truth about the Time Lords sending you to the Death Zone to rescue me. I just wanted to bring you here to this neutral place to give you my sincerest thanks.’ the Doctor babbled on. He quickly removed his hat, rolling in into itself before placing it back inside the inner pocket of his cream-coloured frock coat.
The Master chuckled and moved his arms to the front of his body. He stared at the Doctor with an amused expression on his handsome face. ‘So, you wanted to thank me, eh Doctor? You found out that I was telling the truth from Borusa himself, I gather? How very noble of you. But could you not have had us meet on Gallifrey, perhaps? Or did you have other intentions of bringing us here to this remote planet, eh my dear Doctor?’
‘Well-yes-I mean-no-well-these sort of things are considered to be Taboo on Gallifrey. I thought the Eye of Orion would be as perfect a meeting place as any. And you must admit it is quite beautiful and peaceful here. I wanted us to meet here to be certain that we would not be disturbed. I wanted to give you a proper thank you--’
‘And what of your two companions, the lovely Miss Jovanka and that boy, Turlough? Have you dropped them off on their own planet? I do assume that they are both human,’ the Master cut across the Doctor’s obviously embarrassed rambling. He had an idea why he had asked him here, he just could not allow himself to believe that it was true.
‘Not exactly, Master, they are both asleep inside the TARDIS-and only Tegan is from Earth- Turlough is from the Planet Trion. I gave them both a sleeping draught inside their tea this evening. They will both be asleep for quite some time-possibly until the morning or even late afternoon-depending on how the draught affects them.’ the Doctor remarked. He noticed the Master had not moved from his spot until he had revealed this to him.
‘Oh, really, that is something I would do, not you, Doctor. I cannot believe that you would give them a sleeping draught. Why would you do that, my dear Doctor? Why would you possibly need for your two companions to sleep until the morrow, hmm?’ the Master teased his fellow Time Lord. He finally approached the Doctor-his arms now held at his sides-his bright blue eyes sparkling with mischief.
‘Well, I needed for them to sleep through our meeting, because I did not want for them to interrupt us, Master. I wanted to be certain that we would be utterly and completely alone. I really wanted to thank you properly. If they were here then I would not be able to do this-’ the Doctor replied. He suddenly reached out his arms, grabbed the Master by his velvet glove covered hands-taking him completely by surprise. He pulled their bodies together in a strong embrace. He pressed his lips to the Master’s in a chaste kiss-at first. Then he quickly turned the kiss into a slow and passionate dance of sliding tongues.
The Master was a little shocked by the Doctor’s actions at first-he was never inclined to this sort of capricious behaviour. When he pressed his lips onto his more strongly, he opened his mouth to welcome the Doctor’s wandering tongue. He moaned around the sweet kiss of his Doctor’s. He wanted to do this very same thing so many times, in all their previous meetings in this Doctor’s incarnation‘s But he never dared to take the first step, so he allowed the Doctor to take the lead in the daring kiss-their tongues danced slowly and sensuously across each other. The one thing he did dare to do was wrap his hands around the back of the Doctor’s neck and knead his velvet glove covered fingers into the Doctor’s soft fair hair. He pulled their faces closer together as they deepened their passionate kiss, and it became more insistent and intense.
The Doctor whimpered softly when he felt the Master’s soft velvet gloves kneading through his hair. He started to kiss his fellow Time Lord with a rougher intensity; and he too was shocked by his own capricious behaviour. He found that he could not stop himself. He was enjoying kissing the Master, after going so long without it. He slid his tongue over the Master’s and moaned when his fellow Time Lord grazed his tongue with his teeth. He suddenly remembered he had other things in mind, so he reluctantly ended their sweet kiss for now. They both gasped loudly when their kiss ended, but neither of them made a move to break apart from their embrace just yet.
After several minutes of standing silently holding each other, it was the Master who stepped back slightly from the embrace. He flashed the Doctor a satisfied expression. ‘Well, my dear Doctor, I must say that was really quite enjoyable. You are really quite excitable now. It is refreshing to see you this way, my dear.’
The Doctor’s face turned a bright pink and tried to hide his face in his hands. The Master was not going to allow him to turn all coquettish now, not after the passionate kiss. He quickly removed those soft hands from his face. The Doctor smiled warmly at the Master, and grabbed his velvet glove covered hands in his own, speaking in a soft whisper. ’Yes, well, Master, I know that this is not my normal behaviour. I also know that what we have just shared is considered Taboo on Gallifrey. But I just could stop myself from kissing you now. That is why I asked you to meet me here, in this tranquil place. I wanted to give you more than just a kiss, but I was not sure how you would react to my openness. You are probably wondering what has made me behave in this odd manner. I just really wanted to say thank you for-well-for agreeing with the Inner Council to help me recover my other selves. Also, that I am so sorry for doubting the validity of your story.’
The Master flashed the Doctor an amused expression. He squeezed his hands firmly in his own, caressing the backs of his knuckles with his velvet glove covered fingers. He chuckled wickedly when he saw the Doctor’s blissful look, and he felt his body shudder from the intimate contact. ‘My dear Doctor, why would you think that I would be averse to your openness? On the contrary-I find it refreshing-and may I say that it is about time that you came around to my own way of thinking. I do not care one way or the other whether this behaviour is taboo on Gallifrey. The Time Lords were always quite stuffy anyway, we have always known that even in our Academy days; As far as you doubting my honesty-that is neither here nor there-I am quite pleased that you are here now. I am also quite amused that you took the first step to arrange this meeting. Now, what is all this about you wanting to give me more than just a kiss, eh? Please do tell me what mean by that, my dear Doctor?’
The Doctor blushed again, and the Master removed his one of his velvet glove covered hands from the Doctor’s and pressed it against the side of his soft, pale cheek. He gasped when the Master used that soft velvet glove to caress his cheek. This time the Doctor sighed loudly and pressed his face against the velvet glove, turning his face to place a soft kiss there. ‘Oh, Master, I-well-I remember from our days at the Academy you always enjoyed the oral fixation I had. I wanted to-well-I wanted to give you something special. I wanted to really show my appreciation to you--’
‘My dear Doctor, are you trying to say that you want to perform fellatio on me?’ the Master laughed openly. He smiled warmly at hearing the Doctor’s stammering words, and he knew exactly what he was trying to say. He loved that fact that his fellow Time Lord was blushing like a schoolboy, at having to ask this question.
The Doctor stared wide-eyed at the Master, and he blushed a bright pink again. He bowed his head towards the floor. He gasped when the Master placed his velvet glove covered finger beneath his chin and lifted it up. Then he smiled sheepishly at the Master and shook his head imperceptibly. When he spoke again his voice was a soft, breathy whisper, as he placed his own hand over the Master’s soft velvet glove covered hand still on his face. ‘Yes, Master-that-well-that is exactly what I am suggesting-only if you would not be averse to it.’
The Master chuckled wickedly again. He placed both his velvet glove covered hands on the Doctor’s face, caressing the soft skin tenderly. ‘I cannot say that I would not enjoy it, my dear Doctor. It does sound quite a sweet prospect, to have those pretty lips of yours wrapped around my shaft again. It has been quite a long while since we were intimate-although there was a chance when we were on Castrovalva. I felt that it would have been quite unethical for me to have taken advantage of you when you had only just regenerated. Even though it was because of me that you went through that regeneration-but again-that is neither here nor there. So, my dear Doctor, where do we go from here? Shall we find a comfortable spot here, or would you care to step inside my TARDIS and retire to my bedroom?’
The Doctor laughed softly and moved his face closer to the Master’s to kiss him gently. His tongue poked out between his lips to lick the Master’s lips, and he whispered softly to his fellow Time Lord. ‘I do not think it matters where we go, Master. I know that I cannot wait to get my hands, and well, my lips upon you. If I may be so bold as to suggest we find a spot here on the surface of this lovely planet, don’t you agree?’
The Master chuckled softly as he moved the thumbs of his velvet glove covered fingers over the Doctor‘s soft lips. He smiled when the Doctor’s soft, pink tongue darted out again to lick his fingers. When the Master spoke-his voice sounded like liquid silver-soft-low and seductive. ‘Mm, yes, I quite agree my dear. I am delighted to hear that you cannot wait to get your hands and these pretty lips of yours upon me. I must admit that I too am quite excited about this, Doctor. I would not be averse to remaining on the surface of the planet, perhaps over there by that abandoned stone structure just beyond our TARDISes, hmm?’
‘Yes, Master, that will do quite nicely, I have to agree. Well then, after you.’ the Doctor said, as he smiled lasciviously at the Master.
The Master reluctantly removed his velvet glove covered hands from the Doctor’s soft face. He turned on his booted heels, making his way towards the abandoned stone structure. It looked as if it was probably used as some sort of abode for whatever species inhabited this planet in the past.
Once they reached the stone structure, the Doctor stepped up close behind the Master. He wrapped his arms around his velvet clad waist, and quickly stopped them just inside the arched doorway. ‘I think that this spot beneath the archway is as good a spot as any, Master. You can rest your body against the wall while I give you the most delicious pleasure with my mouth, my lips and my tongue. What do you say to that, eh?’
‘I say absolutely, my dear Doctor, I cannot wait for you to begin,’ the Master chuckled mischievously and turned his body around in the Doctor’s strong embrace. He wrapped his velvet glove covered hands around the back of the Doctor’s neck, pulling his mouth down towards his in a hard, bruising kiss. He shoved the Doctor’s body backward against the stone wall of the archway, prying his mouth open with his tongue. He moaned at the of sweet taste of honey, lemon and tea on the Doctor‘s breath. He could not get enough of kissing the Doctor now that he was so completely willing. He pushed the front of his velvet clad body against the Doctor’s Edwardian Cricketer’s outfit, and deepened their sensual kiss.
The Doctor moaned and whimpered around the Master’s bruising kiss. The Master’s goatee beard and mustache were tickling his mouth, as he wrapped his own arms around the Master’s waist and pulled their lower bodies together. He could feel they there were both equally aroused by their kisses and by this clandestine encounter. But he wanted more-much more-he wanted to give the Master what he had come here for. He found that he could not stop their passionate kisses and moaned lasciviously. He slid his tongue harder against the Master’s. Then he began grinding their lower bodies together. He moved his hands boldly down the Master’s lower back, and cupped his backside roughly, squeezing him hard.
They were both finding it hard to breathe around their heated, passionate kiss, and this time it is the Doctor that reluctantly ended it. They both gasped when their lips parted; he smiled seductively at the Master as he raised his hand to his own lips, knowing that they must be quite swollen. ‘Mm, your kisses are so sweet, Master. You always leave me wanting for more, and I feel like a lovesick schoolboy now.’
‘Yes, well, my dear Doctor, you certainly look the part-your soft fair hair all disheveled-your pretty pink lips all swollen from my kisses-and your eyes-those deep blue pools are dilated. You look so utterly debauched, and quite beautiful, and we have not even begun to reach our peak of sexual gratification,’ The Master chuckled wickedly. He grabbed the Doctor’s fingers from his lips and placed them against his own, sucking on the fingers lasciviously. He smiled when the Doctor hissed between his teeth and his gorgeous blue eyes became hooded.
‘Seeing you suck on my fingers reminds me, Master, there was something else that I wished to be doing to you now. But it seems that every time I think I will get there, you distract me with more of your sweet kisses. Now, you just stand there, and let me take control of things for a while, hmm? I am going to make you feel so good, just by using these pretty pink lips on areas that I know you have not been kissed for Centuries.’ the Doctor remarked. In one bold move he placed one of his hands on the Master’s crotch and squeezed him through his velvet trousers.
The Master gasped in surprise when he felt the Doctor’s hand suddenly squeezing his hard cock through his velvet trousers. He was positively brimming when he heard him speak such bawdy words. This was a man whom was usually more reserved, especially in this pretty body. He would never have believed that he would behave in such a bold manner. But he was not going to begrudge his fellow Time Lord, nor was he going to complain. ‘Very well, my dear, I shall not stop you from doing what you so obviously want. I want this just as much as you do, Doctor. You had best get on with what you want, Doctor. I am quite anxious to have those pretty pink and kiss swollen lips wrapped around my painfully hard shaft now.’
‘Yes, Master,’ the Doctor whispered heatedly as he placed a soft kiss on the Master’s lips again. He nodded his head, and his fair hair shook along with it. Then he slid his body slowly down the Master’s and knelt in front of him. His face inches from the Master’s crotch, and he could smell his arousal. It was making him feel dizzy and lightheaded. He reached his right hand forward and slowly unbuttoned the intricate black buttons that made up the front of the Master’s velvet trousers. Within minutes he had them open, and since he wanted to have full access to the Master’s lower body, he deftly lowered the soft fabric down the Master’s hips. He caressed the tanned skin with his fingertips, and gasped in surprise when the Master’s fully hard, large cock bobbed enticingly in front of his face. He wrapped his lips around the head, licking and sucking softly at first, as he lapped up the large spurt of pre-cum that covered his tongue, moaning at its surprising sweetness.
The Master gasped loudly when he felt the Doctor’s soft lips as they wrapped around the head of his painfully hard cock; and that gorgeous tongue began lapping up his pre-cum. ‘Oh, my dear Doctor, you have not forgotten how to pleasure your Master have you? Do please go on, your lips feel so magnificent wrapped around my cock.’
The Doctor moaned happily at hearing the Master’s words of approval, and it pleased him to no end. He slowly opened his mouth wider and slid his lips down the turgid shaft, gasping when the Master placed his velvet gloved hands inside his soft, fair hair. The Master did not force him to take the entire length all at once. He was merely wanted to caress his soft hair to show his appreciation at how well he was performing. The Doctor bobbed his head up and down slowly on the shaft, while he placed his hands on the Master’s hips to steady himself.
The Master was moaning and groaning loudly as his head slid backwards against the cool stone wall of the archway. His velvet glove covered hands still kneading in the Doctor’s soft, fair hair. He could feel every delicious sensation as the Doctor’s mouth down his hard shaft, that soft pink tongue licking him so enticingly. Then those soft lips slid up ever so slowly, the tongue lashing around the head, as the Doctor greedily swallowed more of his leaking pre-cum. The Master knew that he would not last too long-he cursed Tremas’ Trakenite body for its lack of control-and the fact that he had not had fellatio from his fellow Time Lord in Centuries. But, he was determined to make it last as long as he could.
The Doctor continued to slide his lips up and down slowly on the Master’s cock, and then began to move a little faster. His tongue wrapped around the shaft like a slippery snake licking and swallowing the sweet pre-cum that covered his tongue. He knew the Master was close to having his orgasm, but he wanted him to enjoy his ministrations for as long as he could. So he did something that took the Master completely by surprise-he moved his mouth all the way down the hard shaft. Using his throat he swallowed around the hard shaft a few times, holding him there for a few minutes.
The Master groaned and his body stilled when he felt the Doctor swallow his entire shaft down his throat. His legs trembled when he felt him swallow a few times around the hard shaft, and tightened his grip in his soft, fair hair. Then he felt that gorgeous mouth sliding back up his shaft again, as his tongue licked around the head of his cock a few times. The Doctor swallowed more of the pre-cum that leaked copiously from the slit. ‘Ooh, Doctor, please, you must finish me off. I fear that I cannot hold back any longer, please just go faster, my dear. I need to have my release soon.’
The Doctor hummed around his mouthful to let the Master know that he heard him. His little action almost made the Master have his orgasm then and there. He gripped the Doctor’s soft hair in his velvet glove covered fingers to still him a moment-but then he allowed him to continue again. He sighed again when he felt that gorgeous mouth begin bobbing up and down on his shaft harder and faster. The Doctor’s sweet, soft tongue licked him so lasciviously. He pumped his hips forward every time the Doctor’s mouth slid down, gripping the Doctor’s soft hair and his head harder as he jammed his cock all the way down the Doctor’s willing throat. He suddenly cried out as his sweet cream filled the Doctor’s mouth with a copious ejaculation. He moaned loudly as the Doctor swallowed every last delicious drop of his reward, lapping at the tiny slit to coax out more. The Doctor hummed happily and smiled like the cat that had just swallowed the cream-which indeed he had-and he was pleased with himself that he had given the Master this much needed pleasure. Once he was certain to milk him so copiously, he sat back on his haunches and smiled sweetly up at his Master, licking more of the cream from his lips. He watched as the Master pulled up his velvet trousers, and helped him to button the soft fabric again.
The Master thought how pretty his debauched Doctor looked just then-his beautiful fair hair all disheveled-his soft pink lips all swollen and bruised from his kisses and his ministrations-his bright blue eyes sparking with lust and mischief as they stared up at him heavily hooded. He reached out with his velvet glove covered hands for the Doctor‘s hands, pulling him up to stand in front of him again. ‘Mm, come up here, my dear. Oh, you did quite magnificently, Doctor, your Master is well pleased by your delightful ministrations. Thank you so very much, you certainly still have those sweet skills from back in our Academy days, eh, Thete? I know that you have been waiting all day to hear me speak your old Academy name. I can still read you like a book, my dear, and you are so completely amazing with that lovely oral fixation you still have.’
The Doctor laughed softly as he placed a gentle kiss on the Master’s lips, humming happily at hearing his words of approval for his ministrations. ‘I am so pleased that I could give you this much needed pleasure, Master. And, as far as you knowing me like a book, I know that you feel the same way about me. This was such a wonderful encounter, and I do not wish for it to end anytime soon.’
The Master laughed wickedly again, as he placed one of his velvet glove covered fingers on the Doctor’s still swollen lips. He caressed them tenderly as he spoke softly to him. ‘Mm, yes, I know the feeling, my dear Doctor. But it does not have to end just now, if you would not be averse to spending the rest of the evening inside my TARDIS. We could share the evening making love together in my own bedroom. What do you say, my dear Doctor, to an evening of unbridled passion and then perhaps a lovely supper afterwards?’
The Doctor blushed at hearing the Master say that he wanted to bring him to his TARDIS and make sweet love to him. But he had to admit, it was music to his ears right now. He flashed his fellow Time Lord a wolfish grin, and shook his head affirmatively. His bright blue eyes sparkled with untold mischief. ‘Yes, Master, I would love nothing more than to join you in your TARDIS at this moment. And it would be quite wonderful to have you make sweet love to me-and for me to return the favour as well. I suppose this is not so taboo after all, is it?’
The Master scoffed at the Doctor‘s words, he could not understand why he kept using that infernal word. He admonished him softly for it. ‘My dear Doctor, why do you keep going on about this encounter being taboo? I do not think such mundane thoughts, so why must you? There is nothing taboo about this! You know very well that you and I are nothing like the stogy old Time Lords on Gallifrey. We never were, my dear, and we must face the fact now, in that we never will be.’
The Doctor smiled fondly and shook his blond-haired head affirmatively at hearing the Master’s soft admonition. But he did not become angry by his words, for he knew they were true. ‘Yes, Master, you are right. We most definitely are nothing like the Time Lords on Gallifrey. This has been a lovely afternoon meeting, and I believe it will only get better as the evening progresses.’
The Master chuckled softly as he reached his velvet glove covered hand out towards the Doctor’s hand. He linked their fingers together, gently caressing the backs of the Doctor’s knuckles with the soft velvet. ‘Come on now, my sweet Doctor, I shall bring you to my TARDIS. We are not likely to be disturbed by anyone. I will take you to the highest points of ecstasy you have ever experienced. My TARDIS is well equipped for this encounter, my dear, and we shall be a lot more comfortable in my own bed.’
‘Yes-well-that sounds-well-that sounds quite brilliant, Master. Thank you. I am-well-this is really quite unexpected, but certainly not unwelcome.’ the Doctor blushed a bright pink again, and hid his face against the Master’s velvet covered shoulder. The smell the Master’s arousal was emanating through the soft fabric, and it made him feel quite intoxicated again.
The Master chuckled softly as he again raised the Doctor’s face so he could gaze up into those deep blue pools of his gorgeous eyes. He caressed his blushing pink cheeks with his velvet glove covered thumbs. ‘Oh, my dear Doctor, how you do blush so prettily when you are quite embarrassed. You have just finished performing the most wicked of sexual acts on my body and yet you are still able to blush and stammer like a schoolboy. Shall we adjourn to my TARDIS then, Doctor?’
‘Yes, Master, after you then.’ the Doctor remarked, as he flashed his fellow Time Lord a warm, welcoming smile. He motioned with his hand for him to lead them from the archway to his own TARDIS.
‘Very well, my dear Doctor, follow me if you will,’ the Master chuckled and suddenly reached for the Doctor’s right hand again, entwining their fingers together. He caressed the backs of the Doctor’s knuckles again with his velvet glove covered fingers. Then he smiled when he felt the Doctor’s body shudder from the intimate contact. The two of them walked back along the clearing where their TARDISes were parked. The Master reached inside his left velvet glove and took out his TARDIS key, unlocking the door and motioning for the Doctor to enter first. ‘After you, Doctor, and not to worry I will not hurt you, my dear. This is going to be quite a pleasurable evening. I wish to ask if you would also care to spend the evening and the morning with me as well? If that is not too much of an imposition on you, my dear Doctor.’
‘Yes, Master, I would absolutely love to stay the evening with you. I am not averse to the idea of staying with you until the morning at all. In fact I think it is a splendid idea, and I am not worried about your hurting me, after what we just shared. I want to share a lot of that sort of thing this evening and so much more. Then afterwards we will enjoy a lovely supper together. That all sounds quite delightful, thank you.’ the Doctor said. He smiled softly, shaking his head as he entered the Master’s TARDIS. He felt quite at ease as his fellow Time Lord closed the door behind them, and they meandered down the winding corridors towards the Master’s personal bedroom. He knew that they would indeed have a lovely evening together, sharing a lot more passionate love making, and this was something new for the two of them to experience. It made him happy to know that instead of fighting each other across the Cosmos they could share this alone time together. They could forget that they were enemies for now. He was a little surprised when the Master had asked for him to stay the evening, but then he realised that he would rather enjoy doing just that. He was certain that the sleeping draught he gave to Tegan and Turlough would last well into tomorrow afternoon, which gave them a lot of time to share together.
The Master read the Doctor’s myriad of thoughts, as he removed his velvet glove covered hand from the Doctor’s hand and placed it on his lower back. He moved him with a little more urgency towards his bedroom at the back of his TARDIS. He was anxious to have the Doctor naked in his bed and making passionate love to him. He was quite pleased that they decided to be together this way. He agreed with his Doctor’s thoughts of enjoying this clandestine meeting, and how well it had turned out. He would see to it that they had many encounters of this nature in their near future, It was so much better than fighting with each other. It was most definitely not Taboo at all. It was actually quite beautiful, as was his Doctor at this very moment. He was pleased to have him with him now, and he would make sure that the evening and the following morning went in quite well. Their passion would last all evening and well into the early morning hours. Then he would make love to the Doctor again when they awoke in the morning. He would be sure to prepare them a light breakfast-before they would part in the early afternoon-with the promise of meeting again-perhaps on the Eye of Orion once again.
From: silvermoon07
Title: Taboo
Characters and/or Pairings: Five/Ainley!Master
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Slash, M/M kissing, oral sex, groping
Summary: After the events inside the Dark Tower on Gallifrey, Five is thinking about the Master, and how he was sent away by Rassilon, while he was still bound and unconscious. He sends the Master a message from his own TARDIS, and they make plans to meet on the Eye of Orion. Five gives the Master his well received gift.
Notes: Set right after the Five Doctors, but AU now. This is my first time writing Five/Ainley!Master, and I hope I get their characters right. I hope you enjoy it!
Word Count: 6,510
The Doctor had just left his companions, Tegan and Turlough in the kitchen. They were sipping the last of their tea, and enjoying their chocolate digestives and other assorted biscuits. He knew that the sleeping draught he had placed inside their tea would make them sleep for many hours- perhaps even the early afternoon of the next day. That would give him enough time to check in on the Master-his old friend-well-all right, if you were going to put it that way-his old estranged lover. He had been a little worried when Rassilon had sent the Master away from his tomb, still bound and unconscious. In the first place, the Doctor had realised that the Master had told him the truth. He had not believed the Master when he told him that Borusa and members of the Inner Council had sent him into the Death Zone on Gallifrey to rescue the Doctor and all his past selves. He was a little shocked when he found out that he had indeed done his old friend quite a terrible injustice by not believing him. How could he have doubted the validity of his words?
Oh, how his mind always wandered away from him-his subconscious was getting the better of him again-making him lose his concentration. He wanted to complete the task of sending the urgent message to the Master-via the computer on his TARDIS-to the Master’s TARDIS. In the messages he would ask the Master if he would like to meet him in the Eye of Orion. He had chosen this place so they would have some privacy. Well, he wanted to be able to have a nice chat with the Master-well-no-he was looking for something more. He wanted to give a special thank you to his old friend, for coming to the Death Zone to try to save him. But he imagined that it was because of the Master’s approval of the appearance of his current self that he had agreed to rescue him in the first place. Even though what he was about to do was strictly Taboo on Gallifrey. That was why the Doctor wanted to meet the Master in someplace private, and also not to have the added distraction of Tegan and Turlough. Well-Tegan anyway-he was certain Turlough would not care too much about it-him not being human, and from the Planet Trion. Tegan was a human from 20th Century Earth. She would have all sorts of things to say about what he wanted to do. He just did not need to have that added headache from her right now.
He could hear Turlough and Tegan making their way to their rooms just then. They were saying goodnight to each other. He was really so relieved that they had learned to get along together-especially after the fiasco with the Black Guardian. His mind was wandering away from what he wanted to do again. Perhaps he was a bit nervous about all of this-after all-he and the Master had not been together in that way since their Academy days. They were the best of friends, and lovers. They were so young back then, they didn’t know any better. They did not care about the strict Taboo of having a male companion back then. Besides, they were not lads any longer, they were fully grown Time Lords. They were able to make their own decisions about things of this nature.
Yes, he would indeed send that message to the Master. He would ask if he would meet him on the Eye of Orion. What could it hurt? Maybe he would even be civil towards him? But maybe he would not? Oh, there it was again, that dreaded subconscious trying to overtake his mind again. He shook his head, and his soft, blond hair shook along with it. He stepped up to the console, and immediately typed a special message to his old friend. He composed it in their native language of Gallifreyan-in case Turlough or Tegan went snooping inside the computer. He also used their old Academy names, hoping that would sweeten things more, and bring the Master around.
“My dear Koschei, it is Theta here-your old friend, sending you this urgent message now. I was wondering if you would care to meet me in the Eye of Orion to have a little chat together. If it would not be too much of a bother to you, I would be there presently to join you.”
The Doctor quickly sent the message directly into the computer on the Master’s TARDIS. He hoped that the Master would send a return message with an affirmative answer. He paced the console room, staring at the white walls and roundels, and stuffed his hands in the pockets of his striped trousers. His white plimsoles were squeaking on the surface of the stark white floor as he paced around the large room. He adjusted switches and buttons all around the console. Then he used his bright orange handkerchief to clean up little smudges on the surface. He suddenly jumped back from the console when he heard the computer beeping loudly. She was alerting him that there was an incoming message. With as much grace as he could muster, he pressed the oversized button that would allow him to read it.
Of course the return message was also written in Gallifreyan. He was a little disheartened to see that the Master had not used their Academy names. “My dear Doctor, to what do I owe this quite perplexing request of yours? And why the use of our old Academy names, I wonder? I thought you did not wish to see me again after what occurred in the Death Zone on Gallifrey earlier today. But I digress, as I am really quite intrigued to see why you are so anxious to speak with me. I shall indeed meet you on the Eye of Orion, presently. You do not need to reply to this message. Please just meet me there now-your old friend, Koschei.”
‘Right then, it is back to the Eye of Orion again for my meeting with the Master. Come on old girl, I know you will land me in the right spot, hmm?’ the Doctor smiled brightly. It warmed his hearts to read the Master’s Academy name at the end of his message. Perhaps this meeting would not be so Taboo after all. The TARDIS soon landed on the Eye of Orion. He made sure it was well after the time that he and Tegan and Turlough had been there. The Doctor was happy to see that things were going swimmingly.
The TARDIS landed with a loud thud, and the Doctor quickly opened the outer monitor to see that she had indeed landed him on the Eye of Orion. He was gratified to see that the Master’s TARDIS-that tall Greek Pillar-was parked not too far from his own, the blue Police Public Call Box. He pressed the button to close up the outer monitor. Then he ran to the other side of the console, pushing down the red topped handle to open the doors. He dashed outside onto the planet’s surface. He reached inside the inner pocket of his cream-coloured frock coat and quickly removed his cream coloured hat-with the red band-unrolling it so he could place it on his head. He wanted to make sure he looked most presentable to his old friend. After all he had asked him there so they could share a clandestine affair-not that the Master had to know that yet. He would relay his plans to the Master after he tested the waters to see if he were angry with him.
When he exited the TARDIS, he closed the doors behind him, locking it from the outside, to assure Turlough and Tegan could not get out. When he turned to walk towards the Master’s TARDIS, he was startled to see the very man standing right in front of him. He was dressed in his usual velvet attire, and on his hands he wore those soft velvet gloves. He pictured those very same gloves caressing him in places that he knew would feel quite good. He had to clear his mind of these thoughts for now, as he was standing in front of the Master right at that very moment. ‘Master, how good of you to come. I suppose you are wondering why I asked you to meet me here in the spot-of all the places in the Universe.’
The Master chuckled wickedly. He quickly placed his arms behind his back, with his velvet glove covered hands clasped together. He bowed his head to the Doctor. ‘Mm, yes, I was indeed wondering that very same thing, my dear Doctor. So, pray tell me, why have you asked me here to this place, hmm?’
‘Well, I wanted to thank you, Master, for what you did today. Or what you tried to do-I mean, your intentions were obviously quite good-and you were telling the truth about the Time Lords sending you to the Death Zone to rescue me. I just wanted to bring you here to this neutral place to give you my sincerest thanks.’ the Doctor babbled on. He quickly removed his hat, rolling in into itself before placing it back inside the inner pocket of his cream-coloured frock coat.
The Master chuckled and moved his arms to the front of his body. He stared at the Doctor with an amused expression on his handsome face. ‘So, you wanted to thank me, eh Doctor? You found out that I was telling the truth from Borusa himself, I gather? How very noble of you. But could you not have had us meet on Gallifrey, perhaps? Or did you have other intentions of bringing us here to this remote planet, eh my dear Doctor?’
‘Well-yes-I mean-no-well-these sort of things are considered to be Taboo on Gallifrey. I thought the Eye of Orion would be as perfect a meeting place as any. And you must admit it is quite beautiful and peaceful here. I wanted us to meet here to be certain that we would not be disturbed. I wanted to give you a proper thank you--’
‘And what of your two companions, the lovely Miss Jovanka and that boy, Turlough? Have you dropped them off on their own planet? I do assume that they are both human,’ the Master cut across the Doctor’s obviously embarrassed rambling. He had an idea why he had asked him here, he just could not allow himself to believe that it was true.
‘Not exactly, Master, they are both asleep inside the TARDIS-and only Tegan is from Earth- Turlough is from the Planet Trion. I gave them both a sleeping draught inside their tea this evening. They will both be asleep for quite some time-possibly until the morning or even late afternoon-depending on how the draught affects them.’ the Doctor remarked. He noticed the Master had not moved from his spot until he had revealed this to him.
‘Oh, really, that is something I would do, not you, Doctor. I cannot believe that you would give them a sleeping draught. Why would you do that, my dear Doctor? Why would you possibly need for your two companions to sleep until the morrow, hmm?’ the Master teased his fellow Time Lord. He finally approached the Doctor-his arms now held at his sides-his bright blue eyes sparkling with mischief.
‘Well, I needed for them to sleep through our meeting, because I did not want for them to interrupt us, Master. I wanted to be certain that we would be utterly and completely alone. I really wanted to thank you properly. If they were here then I would not be able to do this-’ the Doctor replied. He suddenly reached out his arms, grabbed the Master by his velvet glove covered hands-taking him completely by surprise. He pulled their bodies together in a strong embrace. He pressed his lips to the Master’s in a chaste kiss-at first. Then he quickly turned the kiss into a slow and passionate dance of sliding tongues.
The Master was a little shocked by the Doctor’s actions at first-he was never inclined to this sort of capricious behaviour. When he pressed his lips onto his more strongly, he opened his mouth to welcome the Doctor’s wandering tongue. He moaned around the sweet kiss of his Doctor’s. He wanted to do this very same thing so many times, in all their previous meetings in this Doctor’s incarnation‘s But he never dared to take the first step, so he allowed the Doctor to take the lead in the daring kiss-their tongues danced slowly and sensuously across each other. The one thing he did dare to do was wrap his hands around the back of the Doctor’s neck and knead his velvet glove covered fingers into the Doctor’s soft fair hair. He pulled their faces closer together as they deepened their passionate kiss, and it became more insistent and intense.
The Doctor whimpered softly when he felt the Master’s soft velvet gloves kneading through his hair. He started to kiss his fellow Time Lord with a rougher intensity; and he too was shocked by his own capricious behaviour. He found that he could not stop himself. He was enjoying kissing the Master, after going so long without it. He slid his tongue over the Master’s and moaned when his fellow Time Lord grazed his tongue with his teeth. He suddenly remembered he had other things in mind, so he reluctantly ended their sweet kiss for now. They both gasped loudly when their kiss ended, but neither of them made a move to break apart from their embrace just yet.
After several minutes of standing silently holding each other, it was the Master who stepped back slightly from the embrace. He flashed the Doctor a satisfied expression. ‘Well, my dear Doctor, I must say that was really quite enjoyable. You are really quite excitable now. It is refreshing to see you this way, my dear.’
The Doctor’s face turned a bright pink and tried to hide his face in his hands. The Master was not going to allow him to turn all coquettish now, not after the passionate kiss. He quickly removed those soft hands from his face. The Doctor smiled warmly at the Master, and grabbed his velvet glove covered hands in his own, speaking in a soft whisper. ’Yes, well, Master, I know that this is not my normal behaviour. I also know that what we have just shared is considered Taboo on Gallifrey. But I just could stop myself from kissing you now. That is why I asked you to meet me here, in this tranquil place. I wanted to give you more than just a kiss, but I was not sure how you would react to my openness. You are probably wondering what has made me behave in this odd manner. I just really wanted to say thank you for-well-for agreeing with the Inner Council to help me recover my other selves. Also, that I am so sorry for doubting the validity of your story.’
The Master flashed the Doctor an amused expression. He squeezed his hands firmly in his own, caressing the backs of his knuckles with his velvet glove covered fingers. He chuckled wickedly when he saw the Doctor’s blissful look, and he felt his body shudder from the intimate contact. ‘My dear Doctor, why would you think that I would be averse to your openness? On the contrary-I find it refreshing-and may I say that it is about time that you came around to my own way of thinking. I do not care one way or the other whether this behaviour is taboo on Gallifrey. The Time Lords were always quite stuffy anyway, we have always known that even in our Academy days; As far as you doubting my honesty-that is neither here nor there-I am quite pleased that you are here now. I am also quite amused that you took the first step to arrange this meeting. Now, what is all this about you wanting to give me more than just a kiss, eh? Please do tell me what mean by that, my dear Doctor?’
The Doctor blushed again, and the Master removed his one of his velvet glove covered hands from the Doctor’s and pressed it against the side of his soft, pale cheek. He gasped when the Master used that soft velvet glove to caress his cheek. This time the Doctor sighed loudly and pressed his face against the velvet glove, turning his face to place a soft kiss there. ‘Oh, Master, I-well-I remember from our days at the Academy you always enjoyed the oral fixation I had. I wanted to-well-I wanted to give you something special. I wanted to really show my appreciation to you--’
‘My dear Doctor, are you trying to say that you want to perform fellatio on me?’ the Master laughed openly. He smiled warmly at hearing the Doctor’s stammering words, and he knew exactly what he was trying to say. He loved that fact that his fellow Time Lord was blushing like a schoolboy, at having to ask this question.
The Doctor stared wide-eyed at the Master, and he blushed a bright pink again. He bowed his head towards the floor. He gasped when the Master placed his velvet glove covered finger beneath his chin and lifted it up. Then he smiled sheepishly at the Master and shook his head imperceptibly. When he spoke again his voice was a soft, breathy whisper, as he placed his own hand over the Master’s soft velvet glove covered hand still on his face. ‘Yes, Master-that-well-that is exactly what I am suggesting-only if you would not be averse to it.’
The Master chuckled wickedly again. He placed both his velvet glove covered hands on the Doctor’s face, caressing the soft skin tenderly. ‘I cannot say that I would not enjoy it, my dear Doctor. It does sound quite a sweet prospect, to have those pretty lips of yours wrapped around my shaft again. It has been quite a long while since we were intimate-although there was a chance when we were on Castrovalva. I felt that it would have been quite unethical for me to have taken advantage of you when you had only just regenerated. Even though it was because of me that you went through that regeneration-but again-that is neither here nor there. So, my dear Doctor, where do we go from here? Shall we find a comfortable spot here, or would you care to step inside my TARDIS and retire to my bedroom?’
The Doctor laughed softly and moved his face closer to the Master’s to kiss him gently. His tongue poked out between his lips to lick the Master’s lips, and he whispered softly to his fellow Time Lord. ‘I do not think it matters where we go, Master. I know that I cannot wait to get my hands, and well, my lips upon you. If I may be so bold as to suggest we find a spot here on the surface of this lovely planet, don’t you agree?’
The Master chuckled softly as he moved the thumbs of his velvet glove covered fingers over the Doctor‘s soft lips. He smiled when the Doctor’s soft, pink tongue darted out again to lick his fingers. When the Master spoke-his voice sounded like liquid silver-soft-low and seductive. ‘Mm, yes, I quite agree my dear. I am delighted to hear that you cannot wait to get your hands and these pretty lips of yours upon me. I must admit that I too am quite excited about this, Doctor. I would not be averse to remaining on the surface of the planet, perhaps over there by that abandoned stone structure just beyond our TARDISes, hmm?’
‘Yes, Master, that will do quite nicely, I have to agree. Well then, after you.’ the Doctor said, as he smiled lasciviously at the Master.
The Master reluctantly removed his velvet glove covered hands from the Doctor’s soft face. He turned on his booted heels, making his way towards the abandoned stone structure. It looked as if it was probably used as some sort of abode for whatever species inhabited this planet in the past.
Once they reached the stone structure, the Doctor stepped up close behind the Master. He wrapped his arms around his velvet clad waist, and quickly stopped them just inside the arched doorway. ‘I think that this spot beneath the archway is as good a spot as any, Master. You can rest your body against the wall while I give you the most delicious pleasure with my mouth, my lips and my tongue. What do you say to that, eh?’
‘I say absolutely, my dear Doctor, I cannot wait for you to begin,’ the Master chuckled mischievously and turned his body around in the Doctor’s strong embrace. He wrapped his velvet glove covered hands around the back of the Doctor’s neck, pulling his mouth down towards his in a hard, bruising kiss. He shoved the Doctor’s body backward against the stone wall of the archway, prying his mouth open with his tongue. He moaned at the of sweet taste of honey, lemon and tea on the Doctor‘s breath. He could not get enough of kissing the Doctor now that he was so completely willing. He pushed the front of his velvet clad body against the Doctor’s Edwardian Cricketer’s outfit, and deepened their sensual kiss.
The Doctor moaned and whimpered around the Master’s bruising kiss. The Master’s goatee beard and mustache were tickling his mouth, as he wrapped his own arms around the Master’s waist and pulled their lower bodies together. He could feel they there were both equally aroused by their kisses and by this clandestine encounter. But he wanted more-much more-he wanted to give the Master what he had come here for. He found that he could not stop their passionate kisses and moaned lasciviously. He slid his tongue harder against the Master’s. Then he began grinding their lower bodies together. He moved his hands boldly down the Master’s lower back, and cupped his backside roughly, squeezing him hard.
They were both finding it hard to breathe around their heated, passionate kiss, and this time it is the Doctor that reluctantly ended it. They both gasped when their lips parted; he smiled seductively at the Master as he raised his hand to his own lips, knowing that they must be quite swollen. ‘Mm, your kisses are so sweet, Master. You always leave me wanting for more, and I feel like a lovesick schoolboy now.’
‘Yes, well, my dear Doctor, you certainly look the part-your soft fair hair all disheveled-your pretty pink lips all swollen from my kisses-and your eyes-those deep blue pools are dilated. You look so utterly debauched, and quite beautiful, and we have not even begun to reach our peak of sexual gratification,’ The Master chuckled wickedly. He grabbed the Doctor’s fingers from his lips and placed them against his own, sucking on the fingers lasciviously. He smiled when the Doctor hissed between his teeth and his gorgeous blue eyes became hooded.
‘Seeing you suck on my fingers reminds me, Master, there was something else that I wished to be doing to you now. But it seems that every time I think I will get there, you distract me with more of your sweet kisses. Now, you just stand there, and let me take control of things for a while, hmm? I am going to make you feel so good, just by using these pretty pink lips on areas that I know you have not been kissed for Centuries.’ the Doctor remarked. In one bold move he placed one of his hands on the Master’s crotch and squeezed him through his velvet trousers.
The Master gasped in surprise when he felt the Doctor’s hand suddenly squeezing his hard cock through his velvet trousers. He was positively brimming when he heard him speak such bawdy words. This was a man whom was usually more reserved, especially in this pretty body. He would never have believed that he would behave in such a bold manner. But he was not going to begrudge his fellow Time Lord, nor was he going to complain. ‘Very well, my dear, I shall not stop you from doing what you so obviously want. I want this just as much as you do, Doctor. You had best get on with what you want, Doctor. I am quite anxious to have those pretty pink and kiss swollen lips wrapped around my painfully hard shaft now.’
‘Yes, Master,’ the Doctor whispered heatedly as he placed a soft kiss on the Master’s lips again. He nodded his head, and his fair hair shook along with it. Then he slid his body slowly down the Master’s and knelt in front of him. His face inches from the Master’s crotch, and he could smell his arousal. It was making him feel dizzy and lightheaded. He reached his right hand forward and slowly unbuttoned the intricate black buttons that made up the front of the Master’s velvet trousers. Within minutes he had them open, and since he wanted to have full access to the Master’s lower body, he deftly lowered the soft fabric down the Master’s hips. He caressed the tanned skin with his fingertips, and gasped in surprise when the Master’s fully hard, large cock bobbed enticingly in front of his face. He wrapped his lips around the head, licking and sucking softly at first, as he lapped up the large spurt of pre-cum that covered his tongue, moaning at its surprising sweetness.
The Master gasped loudly when he felt the Doctor’s soft lips as they wrapped around the head of his painfully hard cock; and that gorgeous tongue began lapping up his pre-cum. ‘Oh, my dear Doctor, you have not forgotten how to pleasure your Master have you? Do please go on, your lips feel so magnificent wrapped around my cock.’
The Doctor moaned happily at hearing the Master’s words of approval, and it pleased him to no end. He slowly opened his mouth wider and slid his lips down the turgid shaft, gasping when the Master placed his velvet gloved hands inside his soft, fair hair. The Master did not force him to take the entire length all at once. He was merely wanted to caress his soft hair to show his appreciation at how well he was performing. The Doctor bobbed his head up and down slowly on the shaft, while he placed his hands on the Master’s hips to steady himself.
The Master was moaning and groaning loudly as his head slid backwards against the cool stone wall of the archway. His velvet glove covered hands still kneading in the Doctor’s soft, fair hair. He could feel every delicious sensation as the Doctor’s mouth down his hard shaft, that soft pink tongue licking him so enticingly. Then those soft lips slid up ever so slowly, the tongue lashing around the head, as the Doctor greedily swallowed more of his leaking pre-cum. The Master knew that he would not last too long-he cursed Tremas’ Trakenite body for its lack of control-and the fact that he had not had fellatio from his fellow Time Lord in Centuries. But, he was determined to make it last as long as he could.
The Doctor continued to slide his lips up and down slowly on the Master’s cock, and then began to move a little faster. His tongue wrapped around the shaft like a slippery snake licking and swallowing the sweet pre-cum that covered his tongue. He knew the Master was close to having his orgasm, but he wanted him to enjoy his ministrations for as long as he could. So he did something that took the Master completely by surprise-he moved his mouth all the way down the hard shaft. Using his throat he swallowed around the hard shaft a few times, holding him there for a few minutes.
The Master groaned and his body stilled when he felt the Doctor swallow his entire shaft down his throat. His legs trembled when he felt him swallow a few times around the hard shaft, and tightened his grip in his soft, fair hair. Then he felt that gorgeous mouth sliding back up his shaft again, as his tongue licked around the head of his cock a few times. The Doctor swallowed more of the pre-cum that leaked copiously from the slit. ‘Ooh, Doctor, please, you must finish me off. I fear that I cannot hold back any longer, please just go faster, my dear. I need to have my release soon.’
The Doctor hummed around his mouthful to let the Master know that he heard him. His little action almost made the Master have his orgasm then and there. He gripped the Doctor’s soft hair in his velvet glove covered fingers to still him a moment-but then he allowed him to continue again. He sighed again when he felt that gorgeous mouth begin bobbing up and down on his shaft harder and faster. The Doctor’s sweet, soft tongue licked him so lasciviously. He pumped his hips forward every time the Doctor’s mouth slid down, gripping the Doctor’s soft hair and his head harder as he jammed his cock all the way down the Doctor’s willing throat. He suddenly cried out as his sweet cream filled the Doctor’s mouth with a copious ejaculation. He moaned loudly as the Doctor swallowed every last delicious drop of his reward, lapping at the tiny slit to coax out more. The Doctor hummed happily and smiled like the cat that had just swallowed the cream-which indeed he had-and he was pleased with himself that he had given the Master this much needed pleasure. Once he was certain to milk him so copiously, he sat back on his haunches and smiled sweetly up at his Master, licking more of the cream from his lips. He watched as the Master pulled up his velvet trousers, and helped him to button the soft fabric again.
The Master thought how pretty his debauched Doctor looked just then-his beautiful fair hair all disheveled-his soft pink lips all swollen and bruised from his kisses and his ministrations-his bright blue eyes sparking with lust and mischief as they stared up at him heavily hooded. He reached out with his velvet glove covered hands for the Doctor‘s hands, pulling him up to stand in front of him again. ‘Mm, come up here, my dear. Oh, you did quite magnificently, Doctor, your Master is well pleased by your delightful ministrations. Thank you so very much, you certainly still have those sweet skills from back in our Academy days, eh, Thete? I know that you have been waiting all day to hear me speak your old Academy name. I can still read you like a book, my dear, and you are so completely amazing with that lovely oral fixation you still have.’
The Doctor laughed softly as he placed a gentle kiss on the Master’s lips, humming happily at hearing his words of approval for his ministrations. ‘I am so pleased that I could give you this much needed pleasure, Master. And, as far as you knowing me like a book, I know that you feel the same way about me. This was such a wonderful encounter, and I do not wish for it to end anytime soon.’
The Master laughed wickedly again, as he placed one of his velvet glove covered fingers on the Doctor’s still swollen lips. He caressed them tenderly as he spoke softly to him. ‘Mm, yes, I know the feeling, my dear Doctor. But it does not have to end just now, if you would not be averse to spending the rest of the evening inside my TARDIS. We could share the evening making love together in my own bedroom. What do you say, my dear Doctor, to an evening of unbridled passion and then perhaps a lovely supper afterwards?’
The Doctor blushed at hearing the Master say that he wanted to bring him to his TARDIS and make sweet love to him. But he had to admit, it was music to his ears right now. He flashed his fellow Time Lord a wolfish grin, and shook his head affirmatively. His bright blue eyes sparkled with untold mischief. ‘Yes, Master, I would love nothing more than to join you in your TARDIS at this moment. And it would be quite wonderful to have you make sweet love to me-and for me to return the favour as well. I suppose this is not so taboo after all, is it?’
The Master scoffed at the Doctor‘s words, he could not understand why he kept using that infernal word. He admonished him softly for it. ‘My dear Doctor, why do you keep going on about this encounter being taboo? I do not think such mundane thoughts, so why must you? There is nothing taboo about this! You know very well that you and I are nothing like the stogy old Time Lords on Gallifrey. We never were, my dear, and we must face the fact now, in that we never will be.’
The Doctor smiled fondly and shook his blond-haired head affirmatively at hearing the Master’s soft admonition. But he did not become angry by his words, for he knew they were true. ‘Yes, Master, you are right. We most definitely are nothing like the Time Lords on Gallifrey. This has been a lovely afternoon meeting, and I believe it will only get better as the evening progresses.’
The Master chuckled softly as he reached his velvet glove covered hand out towards the Doctor’s hand. He linked their fingers together, gently caressing the backs of the Doctor’s knuckles with the soft velvet. ‘Come on now, my sweet Doctor, I shall bring you to my TARDIS. We are not likely to be disturbed by anyone. I will take you to the highest points of ecstasy you have ever experienced. My TARDIS is well equipped for this encounter, my dear, and we shall be a lot more comfortable in my own bed.’
‘Yes-well-that sounds-well-that sounds quite brilliant, Master. Thank you. I am-well-this is really quite unexpected, but certainly not unwelcome.’ the Doctor blushed a bright pink again, and hid his face against the Master’s velvet covered shoulder. The smell the Master’s arousal was emanating through the soft fabric, and it made him feel quite intoxicated again.
The Master chuckled softly as he again raised the Doctor’s face so he could gaze up into those deep blue pools of his gorgeous eyes. He caressed his blushing pink cheeks with his velvet glove covered thumbs. ‘Oh, my dear Doctor, how you do blush so prettily when you are quite embarrassed. You have just finished performing the most wicked of sexual acts on my body and yet you are still able to blush and stammer like a schoolboy. Shall we adjourn to my TARDIS then, Doctor?’
‘Yes, Master, after you then.’ the Doctor remarked, as he flashed his fellow Time Lord a warm, welcoming smile. He motioned with his hand for him to lead them from the archway to his own TARDIS.
‘Very well, my dear Doctor, follow me if you will,’ the Master chuckled and suddenly reached for the Doctor’s right hand again, entwining their fingers together. He caressed the backs of the Doctor’s knuckles again with his velvet glove covered fingers. Then he smiled when he felt the Doctor’s body shudder from the intimate contact. The two of them walked back along the clearing where their TARDISes were parked. The Master reached inside his left velvet glove and took out his TARDIS key, unlocking the door and motioning for the Doctor to enter first. ‘After you, Doctor, and not to worry I will not hurt you, my dear. This is going to be quite a pleasurable evening. I wish to ask if you would also care to spend the evening and the morning with me as well? If that is not too much of an imposition on you, my dear Doctor.’
‘Yes, Master, I would absolutely love to stay the evening with you. I am not averse to the idea of staying with you until the morning at all. In fact I think it is a splendid idea, and I am not worried about your hurting me, after what we just shared. I want to share a lot of that sort of thing this evening and so much more. Then afterwards we will enjoy a lovely supper together. That all sounds quite delightful, thank you.’ the Doctor said. He smiled softly, shaking his head as he entered the Master’s TARDIS. He felt quite at ease as his fellow Time Lord closed the door behind them, and they meandered down the winding corridors towards the Master’s personal bedroom. He knew that they would indeed have a lovely evening together, sharing a lot more passionate love making, and this was something new for the two of them to experience. It made him happy to know that instead of fighting each other across the Cosmos they could share this alone time together. They could forget that they were enemies for now. He was a little surprised when the Master had asked for him to stay the evening, but then he realised that he would rather enjoy doing just that. He was certain that the sleeping draught he gave to Tegan and Turlough would last well into tomorrow afternoon, which gave them a lot of time to share together.
The Master read the Doctor’s myriad of thoughts, as he removed his velvet glove covered hand from the Doctor’s hand and placed it on his lower back. He moved him with a little more urgency towards his bedroom at the back of his TARDIS. He was anxious to have the Doctor naked in his bed and making passionate love to him. He was quite pleased that they decided to be together this way. He agreed with his Doctor’s thoughts of enjoying this clandestine meeting, and how well it had turned out. He would see to it that they had many encounters of this nature in their near future, It was so much better than fighting with each other. It was most definitely not Taboo at all. It was actually quite beautiful, as was his Doctor at this very moment. He was pleased to have him with him now, and he would make sure that the evening and the following morning went in quite well. Their passion would last all evening and well into the early morning hours. Then he would make love to the Doctor again when they awoke in the morning. He would be sure to prepare them a light breakfast-before they would part in the early afternoon-with the promise of meeting again-perhaps on the Eye of Orion once again.