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[laser_not_sonic]

Because, well, it's the Master, and I couldn't resist.

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Master/Adam (494 words)

[laser_not_sonic]

(Only I seem to have forgotten to make them shag. Whoops)

'I could change it.'

Adam tries to make his voice as cool and unaffected as he can, but the Master can still hear the desperation there. It's potent, obvious not only in his voice, but also his bearing, and the Master turns easily, arching an eyebrow that invites him to continue, but to be Very Careful about it.

Adam swallows, but ploughs forward regardless. 'Find me the Doctor, and I'll change it for you. For both of you.' He seems to sense that he's treading on particularly thin ice here, but he swallows, bracing himself. People will dare so much with the threat of utter oblivion hanging over their heads. 'It’d be simple. I can make it so he never left; the way it ought to have been, I can do that.'

A pause.

'Master.'

The Master's face betrays nothing but mild, indulgent curiosity. 'And do tell, what would prompt such a... kindness? Not altruism, surely.'

An almost blissful smile briefly crosses Adam’s face, and he leans loosely back against the wall. 'Oh, you have such minds,' he answers without hesitation, his voice almost a sigh. 'Such memories. Thousands of years, and you never forget. I would live forever, through you and the Doctor.' He offers a lopsided smile and a shrug. 'One good turn deserves another, yeah?'

Just a business proposal, the way he’s offering it. Something mutually beneficial; no reason to turn down something that would do them both good, surely. The crooked grin falters somewhat, however, when the Master shows no signs of being amused, or indeed of agreeing to Adam's proposition, and the bobbing of his Adam's apple this time is slightly more frantic.

'Come on,' Adam insists, tugging lightly against his bonds and seeking the meet the Master’s gaze, 'I've been inside your head, I know what you want. Find the Doctor for me, and he will never leave you again; I can make him want you, I can make him love you. No forgiveness necessary. The way he loved you as a boy, I can make it so that never changed- Theta and-'

He explodes in a corona of dust as a beam from the Master's laser screwdriver severs the bond between every single atom of his body. The cuffs which had been fastened around his wrists suddenly go slack, falling to bounce off the wall, clinking as they do. The Master exhales a long, slow breath, calmly tucking the screwdriver back into the breast pocket of his jacket. It was his own fault, the idiot, thinking that anything was quite so simple as that, that the Master would grant him his eternal life after he’d presupposed so much.

'Try a more original ploy next time, Mr. Smith,' he murmurs tightly. Because Adam will come back, of course, in due time, and undoubtedly make his offer again. And the Master, in his turn, will refuse him, every time. He can’t deny, it feels good to have the choice.