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To: tardiscrash
From: silvermoon07
Title: Saying I’m Sorry Isn’t Always Easy - Sometimes Actions Speak Louder Than Words
Characters and/or Pairings: Five/Ainley!Master
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Slash, fluff
Summary: The Doctor feels remorse for what happened to the Master inside Rassilon’s tomb in the Dark Tower on Gallifrey, so he sets up a meeting with him to tell him he’s sorry, but the Master has other plans. Lots of fluff in this fic.
Author’s Notes: This is only my second time writing Five/Ainley!Master, so I do hope it will be all right for you, my dear tardiscrash, as you are the expert and write the pairing so much better than I do. Please enjoy!!
Word Count: 4337
The Doctor was feeling a little upset with himself for the way he just left the Master unconscious inside Rassilon’s tomb in the dark tower after Rassilon had sent him back to his own TARDIS, and he wondered if he was all right. Oh, he would probably be very angry with him the next time they met up, and he really was not looking forward to that. So once his companions, Turlough and Tegan, were safely tucked away and sleeping in their rooms, he made his way to the console room again, and sent the Master a message using the TARDIS computer.
“Master, I know that you probably will not wish to speak with me, but I merely wanted to see if you were all right after that mess inside Rassilon’s Tomb on Gallifrey. I do hope that you will agree to meet me in a neutral spot, perhaps back on the Eye of Orion, so that we may speak to each other and clear up any bad feelings left between us. I would love to spend an evening with you. Perhaps share a light supper, where we can talk and enjoy each other’s company-yours sincerely, The Doctor.”
The Doctor sighed in exasperation as he quickly sent the message through to the Master’s own TARDIS. He hoped that he would indeed wish to meet with him, if only for the Doctor to apologize for the way he had not believed him when he told him he was trying to save him. So he waited for a total of five minutes before a message came through to him, and he beamed brightly as his blond hair moved about when he turned abruptly toward the console to read the message.
“Oh, Doctor, it’s so kind of you to send me this message, and it’s so very typical of you to show remorse AFTER the occurrence. You didn’t seem to care one bit about my well being at the time, but I will let that slide-for now. Yes, I’ll meet you on the Eye of Orion, but you will park your TARDIS and then you will make your way to my TARDIS. I will prepare the food and have a bottle of wine waiting for us. I will see you then, Doctor, and you had better not stand me up this time, or I will be even angrier than I already am-yours truly, The Master.”
The Doctor sighed and read the message a few times, just so he could understand the undertones that were contained in it. To be honest he was happy that the Master would prepare their supper, because he was definitely the better cook out of the two of them. He did not even bother to send a reply to the Master’s message; instead he quickly set the coordinates for the TARDIS to land on the Eye of Orion presently, where he knew the Master would probably be waiting for him as usual.
The Master could not believe his luck when he read the remorseful message from the Doctor, and was actually quite pleased by his old friend’s request for them to meet up on one the Eye of Orion. Oh, how he planned to make this evening as enjoyable as he possibly could for the Doctor, even though he made him look like a complete and utter fool that day inside Rassilon’s Tomb on their home planet. He set the coordinates for the Eye of Orion and let his beloved ship pilot them there, while he made his way to the kitchen to prepare a lovely supper of roasted chicken, and rosemary and thyme roasted potatoes on a bed of green beans. He also brought out his best bottle of Merlot wine that he had stored in his wine cellar on his TARDIS, and then another thought suddenly came to him when he realised that he wanted to give the Doctor a sweet surprise. He was going to make chocolate covered strawberries which they could both enjoy eating and feeding each other after they shared their intimate time together in the bedroom. It took him no time to prepare the dinner and the chocolate covered strawberries- By the time his TARDIS landed on the Eye of Orion, he had the table set in the special dining room beside the kitchen with a lovely white table cloth, four white taper candles, and the china dishes, pewter dinnerware, with two crystal glasses. He placed the dessert inside a metal container with a lid and then set them inside the refrigerator so they could harden and stay fresh.
The Master’s TARDIS landed him inside a grove of bright green grass, on top of the small mountain on the planet’s surface. He stepped outside of his ship to await the Doctor’s arrival. Just as he had suspected, he was indeed the first to arrive on the planet, and he sighed in exasperation and then cursed the Doctor in Gallifreyan for his tardiness once again. Why could he never be on time for anything? Their supper was going to be cold by the time he arrived, and that was not going to make the Master any happier. He smiled and chuckled to himself when his TARDIS sent him a message that she would keep the food hot for him and the candles lit on the table with his bottle of Merlot all waiting for the two of them. The Master was so lost in his own thoughts that he did not hear the Doctor’s TARDIS when it dematerialized beside his on the hillside, but he suddenly snapped out of his reverie when he heard the doors of the Doctor’s TARDIS as they creaked open and he watched as the Doctor stepped out with a look of remorse on his face.
“Well, my dear Doctor, I see that you did not run away this time, and have indeed come to meet with me, true to your word, for once,” the Master scoffed and chuckled wickedly and flashed the Doctor a smug grin.
“Hmm, yes, well, I did send you the message to meet me here in the first place, did I not?” the Doctor asked, as he removed his hat and rolled it up and then placed it in the pocket of his long tan coat. He then stuffed his hands in the pocket of his cream striped trousers.
“Yes, so you did indeed, and I was really quite pleased that you did, even though I am still quite angered by your rude behaviour to me earlier. I will give you the chance to make your amends now. So, shall we make our way to my TARDIS for our special supper?” the Master asked, and motioned for the Doctor to enter his TARDIS.
“I see that you are not giving me a chance to make my apologies for all that happened today on Gallifrey, am I correct?” the Doctor asked, as he sighed in resignation at the flippant way the Master was treating him. He shook his head and quickly entered with his fellow Time Lord close behind him.
The Master closed and then locked the doors of his TARDIS using the lever on the console, and then turned to face the Doctor with another smug grin on his face. “Well then, Doctor, what is it you wanted to say to me now, hmm?”
“Oh, that, yes, well, all I wanted to say was that I am very sorry for the way I treated you today, and also for the way my other selves treated you today, on Gallifrey. I am so sorry that I abandoned you and did not care when our own Rassilon sent you away after you were knocked unconscious by the Brigadier. Oh, and I’m sorry that my third self accused you of stealing the seal from the High Council. I am just sorry for everything, Master. Will you ever be able to forgive me?” the Doctor asked, as he stared at the Master with an exasperated expression.
“Oh, your little apologies and puppy dog eyes are certainly very amusing to me, and yes, I will forgive you for now so that we can enjoy our lovely supper this evening,” the Master said as he grinned wickedly at his fellow Time Lord’s shocked expression. He kept up his light teasing tone of voice, as he moved closer to the Doctor and caressed his right arm with his velvet glove covered fingers. ”You are so completely adorable when you are like this, Doctor, and I shall do my best to make sure this evening is relaxing and enjoyable for you as well.. Now, if you will please walk with me to the dining area on my TARDIS, I have a lovely dinner all prepared for us, and I am certain that you will love it as much as I will.”
“Well, that sounds positively delightful, Master, and I can smell it from here in the corridor, so please lead the way if you will?” the Doctor said, and this time he did smile at the Master as they walked side by side down the winding corridor towards the kitchen.
“Hmm, yes, of course I will, Doctor, and as you already know, the kitchen is just this way to our left,” the Master said, as he moved his hand down the Doctor’s arm and, to the Doctor’s surprise, he gripped the Doctor’s hand in his own and entwined their fingers together as they walked briskly down the corridor.
The Doctor gasped and he blushed a bright crimson and he daringly caressed the backs of his velvet covered knuckles with his thumb. He squeezed the Master’s hand in return when his fellow Time Lord grinned openly at him and hummed his approval when the Master laid his head on his shoulder. “Well, I must say, that this is a welcome change from our usual bickering. I am not averse to this at all. It is definitely so much more enjoyable, don’t you agree?”
“Yes, it most certainly is, and I am happy to hear that you are enjoying the evening so far, but it is about to get a lot better. Please, let’s make our way into the dining area where I have cooked us a lovely supper,’ the Master said. He released the Doctor’s hand and placed it on his lower back to help steer him through the doors that led into the kitchen.
The Doctor gasped again when the Master moved his hand to his lower back, and it felt like a burst of Artron Energy had moved through his body. Even though the Master was not a full Time Lord and he was mostly Trakenite, he still had some of his Time Lord essence inside of him, and he was still Alien as compared to the Humans the Doctor was used to traveling around with. His thoughts were suddenly interrupted when the Master opened the doors of the dining area and he stared in awe and wonder at the sight before him.
The Master watched the Doctor’s reaction when he saw the table and set up he had done for their special supper, and he turned to face the Doctor with a large smile on his bearded face. “Well, I can see that you approve of the setting.”
“Oh, yes, it is absolutely beautiful and so very thoughtful of you, thank you. So, shall we get inside there now and start eating that delicious smelling food you prepared?” the Doctor asked, as he turned to face the Master and smiled sweetly at him.
“Yes, we most definitely should, after you then.” The Master waited for the Doctor to enter the kitchen and followed directly behind him as they approached the table. He surprised the Doctor yet again when he stood behind his chair and helped him to remove his long tan coat. He hung it on the back of the chair as he pulled the chair out for him so the Doctor could sit down.
The Doctor bowed his head to the Master as he watched him move toward the heated food cart behind their table, and he smiled warmly at him when he wheeled it to the table so it would be within their reach where they could retrieve their food.
The Master sat down in his own chair and quickly removed his velvet gloves, and then tossed them onto the table beside him before he carefully raised the lids on all the food trays. He smiled at the Doctor’s delighted expression when he saw the roasted chicken and the rosemary and thyme roasted potatoes on the bed of green beans. He turned his attentions back to the table again, as he poured them each a glass of the Merlot wine and placed them in front of their plates. He looked up and smiled at the Doctor, waiting for his reaction, and he knew it would be complimentary from the look on his pretty face. All he wanted to do now was kiss those pretty pink lips of his, but he would be patient for a moment as he waited for the sweet words to pour from them before he did so.
“My goodness, Master, you certainly have gone all out for this special supper we are sharing this evening, and I thank you again-Mmff-” the Doctor’s words were cut short when the Master suddenly pressed a soft kiss to his lips and at first he was a little surprised and then he kissed the Master back with more passionate fury as their mouths slid open and their tongues danced together so deliciously. Oh, it had been ages since their last kiss, and the Doctor had missed the Master terribly, although he would never really admit that out loud to the Master.
The Master hummed happily around their heated kiss as he moved his hands into the Doctor’s soft blond hair and ran his fingers through the strands as he deepened their kiss for another minute. When they finally broke apart after three solid minutes of passionate kissing, they both gasped loudly and sat back in their chairs staring at each other with relieved expressions. The Master lifted their glasses of wine and handed the Doctor his glass. He was the first to break the silence. “Oh, Doctor, I must say that I have wanted to kiss you like that for a while now, and I enjoyed it very much.”
“Yes, Master.” The Doctor’s voice squeaked loudly and his eyes widened in shock. He cleared his throat, sighed softly and then tried to speak again. “Yes, that was really very lovely indeed, Master. Again, thank you for everything. This is really turning out to be a wonderful evening.”
“Mm, yes, so it is, my dear Doctor, so it is, now, shall we enjoy our lovely meal and this delicious Merlot? Perhaps afterwards we can retire to my bedroom? I would suggest some rough sex for the evening, but I do I believe that you would probably not agree to that, am I right, Doctor?” the Master teased, as he winked bawdily at the Doctor and took a quick sip of his wine.
“No, Master, I would not agree to having rough sex with you. You know that I do not like the terrible bondage stuff that you seem to enjoy so much. Unless I happen to have too much wine now and then I will agree to anything. So in answer to your question, I am sure we can work something out that we will both enjoy,” the Doctor stammered over his words, as his face blushed a bright crimson again. He took a large sip of his wine to calm his racing hearts. He was truly happy that the Master was in a playful mood this evening, and so he heartily agreed with all of his suggestions, and he really did enjoy the kiss.
“Good, I am pleased to hear you say that, Doctor, and I will make sure it is more passionate this time, as you seem to respond much better to things of that nature. Although to be honest, you do have a very broody side to you. I know that deep down inside you do enjoy the rough, kinky sex as much as the gentle lovemaking, and you cannot tell me otherwise,” the Master remarked. He smiled cheekily at the Doctor and placed his glass on the table so he could fill their plates with the food. He started with the Doctor’s first and then filled his own, as he motioned for the Doctor to start eating. He was curious to see what the Doctor thought of his cooking and waited for him to start eating first before he took a bite of his own food.
The Doctor was about to say something in reply to the Master’s last statement but stopped when the Master suddenly filled his plate with the food and he just could not wait any longer to taste it. He picked up his linen napkin and placed it on his lap, smiling when the Master did the same, and then lifted up his fork to take a few bits of the chicken and the potatoes and green beans. He chewed his food slowly and his eyes went wide at how absolutely scrumptious it was. When he finally swallowed what was in his mouth, he smiled appreciatively at the Master. “Oh, Master, this is absolutely delicious. You have certainly outdone yourself this evening. I love it very much.”
“You are welcome, Doctor. It was my pleasure to cook this meal for you, and I am pleased to hear you say that you like it. So, let’s just enjoy the rest of our meal and our wine, my dear, and then we can make our way to my bedroom. I will be sure to have you back to your TARDIS by early morning before your two companions awaken and find you gone from your own TARDIS and ask you awkward questions. They simply would not understand what we share together,“ the Master remarked, as he smiled at the Doctor and tucked into his own food.
“Yes, you are right about that one. While I think Turlough would be all right with it, Tegan surely would not understand it and would definitely go off on one of her tangents. We certainly do not want our wonderful time together ruined by that, that’s for certain,” the Doctor added, as he sipped his wine and he clinked his glass against the Master’s in salute.
“No, we most definitely do not want that loud mouthed human to ruin our time together. I must tell you that I am really pleased that you are here with me, and to inform you that this certainly makes up for all of the terrible things that happened to me today, so I thank you for that,” the Master quipped. He leaned forward again and placed another soft kiss on the Doctor’s lips, and he smiled lewdly when the Doctor whimpered from the intimate action.
The Doctor nearly dropped his glass of wine when the Master kissed him again, but he gently placed it back onto the table and leaned further into the Master’s kiss and wrapped his hands around the back of the Master’s neck. This time the kiss lasted several minutes. When they came up for air, they were both flushed and flustered and took a large drink of their wine to calm themselves.
“Why, Master, I do believe you are trying to seduce me with your kisses,” the Doctor remarked, as he sat back against his chair and tucked into his food again. As he chewed his food slowly, he watched the Master for his reaction.
“Well, Doctor, that is the reason you are here with me now, is it not?” the Master said. He stared at the Doctor with a haughty expression, and also tucked into his food with equal vigor.
“Hmm, yes, well, there is that then, and please understand that I am here to make amends for my actions today, so I will agree to anything you request now. I know before I said I would not agree to have sex with you unless I had a few glasses of wine, but I have changed my mind. I still do not want to do anything that involves the rough stuff. I just want us to enjoy each other’s company and spend some time together without the interruptions of my companions,” the Doctor said. He laughed softly and took another sip of his wine, and used his linen napkin to wipe his mouth.
“Yes, of course. I have already told you that I will not give you any of that tonight. Please eat up the rest of your food, because I have another surprise for you, and I think you will enjoy the little delicacies.” The Master grinned at the Doctor. He took another large sip of his wine, and lifted his own linen napkin to his mouth.
“Oh, really now, you have me intrigued by this now. I can only imagine what it is you have prepared for me as a little delicacy,” the Doctor teased. He chuckled playfully and did his best to finish up his meal.
The Master merely laughed softly as he motioned for them to finish their food, and within twenty minutes, they both emptied what was on their plates. Afterwards, they sat back in their chairs again to sip at their wine.
The Doctor placed another soft kiss on the Master’s lips, as he murmured against them, “Thank you for this lovely meal, Master. I enjoyed it and your company this evening.”
“You are welcome, my dear Doctor. It was my pleasure. I do think that we should take that little surprise I have for you to my bedroom, where we can enjoy them and each other for the rest of the evening,” the Master teased, as he leaned forward to caress the Doctor’s right cheek with his fingers, and chuckled wickedly when the Doctor blushed and averted his eyes for a moment.
“Yes, well, that sounds like a wonderful idea. I am still very intrigued by this little surprise you keep speaking of, but I do think you are right; we should definitely do what you suggested. Right now, in fact,” the Doctor added, as he motioned for the Master to stand up from the table. He pushed his own chair back and when he stood up he watched the Master walk toward the refrigerator inside the kitchen, but he could not see what it was he reached inside for.
The Master grinned when he felt the Doctor watching him and as he pulled out the metal container filled with his surprise. He turned to face the Doctor and lifted the lid to show him what was inside. He chuckled when the Doctor squeaked and leaned forward to grab one of the chocolate covered strawberries.
“Oh, Master, you made these especially for us?” The Doctor beamed, as he bit into the chocolate covered fruit and hummed his approval of the taste. He waggled his eyebrows up and down at the Master and then stepped toward him as he moved the rest of his dessert into the Master’s mouth.
Before the Master could reply, the Doctor pressed a passionate kiss to his lips, which took the Master by surprise. He almost dropped the metal container on the floor at the sudden action, but he soon fell into the sweet kiss and hummed at the sweetness of the fruit and chocolate on both their tongues, as he deepened the kiss. He let the Doctor lead this time as he held onto the metal container with his right hand and wrapped his left hand around the Doctor’s waist. He did his best to pull their bodies close together, as he moaned into the kiss.
The Doctor hummed happily as he moved his own hands behind the Master’s neck and caressed the soft skin with his fingertips. He let their kiss go on another few minutes, before he ended it and leaned his forehead against the Master’s, and murmured softly to him, “Mm, my Master, you taste even sweeter with the chocolate covered strawberries.”
“Well, my dear Doctor, I would say the same thing about you, so shall we make our way to my bedroom and enjoy more of the dessert and also each other’s bodies?” the Master asked. He gently moved their foreheads apart and grinned smugly at the Doctor.
“Yes, my dear Master, I thought you would never ask,” the Doctor replied. He moved his right hand down the Master’s arm and gripped his left hand. “Come along then. I think we have waited long enough to enjoy a passionate evening together, don’t you agree, Master?”
“Hmm, you are absolutely right, Doctor, and just so you know I have something that will go perfectly with these chocolate covered strawberries inside my bedroom; a bottle of the sweetest champagne is being chilled inside an ice bucket. Now, I think you know the way to my bedroom, Doctor, so why don’t you lead the way?” the Master said, as he motioned with his head for them to leave the kitchen.
The Doctor laughed softly as he shook his head. He still held the Master’s hand in his own as he led the way out into the corridor. They were lucky when the Master’s TARDIS placed his bedroom two doors down from the kitchen and dining area, so they did not have long to walk. For the rest of the evening, they each other’s company and also enjoyed the strawberries and champagne and fell asleep in each other’s arms several hours later. They did not waken until the early morning, when the Master escorted the Doctor back to his TARDIS. With several goodbye kisses and gropes, they both promised each other they would meet up again soon to enjoy another lovely evening together.
From: silvermoon07
Title: Saying I’m Sorry Isn’t Always Easy - Sometimes Actions Speak Louder Than Words
Characters and/or Pairings: Five/Ainley!Master
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Slash, fluff
Summary: The Doctor feels remorse for what happened to the Master inside Rassilon’s tomb in the Dark Tower on Gallifrey, so he sets up a meeting with him to tell him he’s sorry, but the Master has other plans. Lots of fluff in this fic.
Author’s Notes: This is only my second time writing Five/Ainley!Master, so I do hope it will be all right for you, my dear tardiscrash, as you are the expert and write the pairing so much better than I do. Please enjoy!!
Word Count: 4337
The Doctor was feeling a little upset with himself for the way he just left the Master unconscious inside Rassilon’s tomb in the dark tower after Rassilon had sent him back to his own TARDIS, and he wondered if he was all right. Oh, he would probably be very angry with him the next time they met up, and he really was not looking forward to that. So once his companions, Turlough and Tegan, were safely tucked away and sleeping in their rooms, he made his way to the console room again, and sent the Master a message using the TARDIS computer.
“Master, I know that you probably will not wish to speak with me, but I merely wanted to see if you were all right after that mess inside Rassilon’s Tomb on Gallifrey. I do hope that you will agree to meet me in a neutral spot, perhaps back on the Eye of Orion, so that we may speak to each other and clear up any bad feelings left between us. I would love to spend an evening with you. Perhaps share a light supper, where we can talk and enjoy each other’s company-yours sincerely, The Doctor.”
The Doctor sighed in exasperation as he quickly sent the message through to the Master’s own TARDIS. He hoped that he would indeed wish to meet with him, if only for the Doctor to apologize for the way he had not believed him when he told him he was trying to save him. So he waited for a total of five minutes before a message came through to him, and he beamed brightly as his blond hair moved about when he turned abruptly toward the console to read the message.
“Oh, Doctor, it’s so kind of you to send me this message, and it’s so very typical of you to show remorse AFTER the occurrence. You didn’t seem to care one bit about my well being at the time, but I will let that slide-for now. Yes, I’ll meet you on the Eye of Orion, but you will park your TARDIS and then you will make your way to my TARDIS. I will prepare the food and have a bottle of wine waiting for us. I will see you then, Doctor, and you had better not stand me up this time, or I will be even angrier than I already am-yours truly, The Master.”
The Doctor sighed and read the message a few times, just so he could understand the undertones that were contained in it. To be honest he was happy that the Master would prepare their supper, because he was definitely the better cook out of the two of them. He did not even bother to send a reply to the Master’s message; instead he quickly set the coordinates for the TARDIS to land on the Eye of Orion presently, where he knew the Master would probably be waiting for him as usual.
The Master could not believe his luck when he read the remorseful message from the Doctor, and was actually quite pleased by his old friend’s request for them to meet up on one the Eye of Orion. Oh, how he planned to make this evening as enjoyable as he possibly could for the Doctor, even though he made him look like a complete and utter fool that day inside Rassilon’s Tomb on their home planet. He set the coordinates for the Eye of Orion and let his beloved ship pilot them there, while he made his way to the kitchen to prepare a lovely supper of roasted chicken, and rosemary and thyme roasted potatoes on a bed of green beans. He also brought out his best bottle of Merlot wine that he had stored in his wine cellar on his TARDIS, and then another thought suddenly came to him when he realised that he wanted to give the Doctor a sweet surprise. He was going to make chocolate covered strawberries which they could both enjoy eating and feeding each other after they shared their intimate time together in the bedroom. It took him no time to prepare the dinner and the chocolate covered strawberries- By the time his TARDIS landed on the Eye of Orion, he had the table set in the special dining room beside the kitchen with a lovely white table cloth, four white taper candles, and the china dishes, pewter dinnerware, with two crystal glasses. He placed the dessert inside a metal container with a lid and then set them inside the refrigerator so they could harden and stay fresh.
The Master’s TARDIS landed him inside a grove of bright green grass, on top of the small mountain on the planet’s surface. He stepped outside of his ship to await the Doctor’s arrival. Just as he had suspected, he was indeed the first to arrive on the planet, and he sighed in exasperation and then cursed the Doctor in Gallifreyan for his tardiness once again. Why could he never be on time for anything? Their supper was going to be cold by the time he arrived, and that was not going to make the Master any happier. He smiled and chuckled to himself when his TARDIS sent him a message that she would keep the food hot for him and the candles lit on the table with his bottle of Merlot all waiting for the two of them. The Master was so lost in his own thoughts that he did not hear the Doctor’s TARDIS when it dematerialized beside his on the hillside, but he suddenly snapped out of his reverie when he heard the doors of the Doctor’s TARDIS as they creaked open and he watched as the Doctor stepped out with a look of remorse on his face.
“Well, my dear Doctor, I see that you did not run away this time, and have indeed come to meet with me, true to your word, for once,” the Master scoffed and chuckled wickedly and flashed the Doctor a smug grin.
“Hmm, yes, well, I did send you the message to meet me here in the first place, did I not?” the Doctor asked, as he removed his hat and rolled it up and then placed it in the pocket of his long tan coat. He then stuffed his hands in the pocket of his cream striped trousers.
“Yes, so you did indeed, and I was really quite pleased that you did, even though I am still quite angered by your rude behaviour to me earlier. I will give you the chance to make your amends now. So, shall we make our way to my TARDIS for our special supper?” the Master asked, and motioned for the Doctor to enter his TARDIS.
“I see that you are not giving me a chance to make my apologies for all that happened today on Gallifrey, am I correct?” the Doctor asked, as he sighed in resignation at the flippant way the Master was treating him. He shook his head and quickly entered with his fellow Time Lord close behind him.
The Master closed and then locked the doors of his TARDIS using the lever on the console, and then turned to face the Doctor with another smug grin on his face. “Well then, Doctor, what is it you wanted to say to me now, hmm?”
“Oh, that, yes, well, all I wanted to say was that I am very sorry for the way I treated you today, and also for the way my other selves treated you today, on Gallifrey. I am so sorry that I abandoned you and did not care when our own Rassilon sent you away after you were knocked unconscious by the Brigadier. Oh, and I’m sorry that my third self accused you of stealing the seal from the High Council. I am just sorry for everything, Master. Will you ever be able to forgive me?” the Doctor asked, as he stared at the Master with an exasperated expression.
“Oh, your little apologies and puppy dog eyes are certainly very amusing to me, and yes, I will forgive you for now so that we can enjoy our lovely supper this evening,” the Master said as he grinned wickedly at his fellow Time Lord’s shocked expression. He kept up his light teasing tone of voice, as he moved closer to the Doctor and caressed his right arm with his velvet glove covered fingers. ”You are so completely adorable when you are like this, Doctor, and I shall do my best to make sure this evening is relaxing and enjoyable for you as well.. Now, if you will please walk with me to the dining area on my TARDIS, I have a lovely dinner all prepared for us, and I am certain that you will love it as much as I will.”
“Well, that sounds positively delightful, Master, and I can smell it from here in the corridor, so please lead the way if you will?” the Doctor said, and this time he did smile at the Master as they walked side by side down the winding corridor towards the kitchen.
“Hmm, yes, of course I will, Doctor, and as you already know, the kitchen is just this way to our left,” the Master said, as he moved his hand down the Doctor’s arm and, to the Doctor’s surprise, he gripped the Doctor’s hand in his own and entwined their fingers together as they walked briskly down the corridor.
The Doctor gasped and he blushed a bright crimson and he daringly caressed the backs of his velvet covered knuckles with his thumb. He squeezed the Master’s hand in return when his fellow Time Lord grinned openly at him and hummed his approval when the Master laid his head on his shoulder. “Well, I must say, that this is a welcome change from our usual bickering. I am not averse to this at all. It is definitely so much more enjoyable, don’t you agree?”
“Yes, it most certainly is, and I am happy to hear that you are enjoying the evening so far, but it is about to get a lot better. Please, let’s make our way into the dining area where I have cooked us a lovely supper,’ the Master said. He released the Doctor’s hand and placed it on his lower back to help steer him through the doors that led into the kitchen.
The Doctor gasped again when the Master moved his hand to his lower back, and it felt like a burst of Artron Energy had moved through his body. Even though the Master was not a full Time Lord and he was mostly Trakenite, he still had some of his Time Lord essence inside of him, and he was still Alien as compared to the Humans the Doctor was used to traveling around with. His thoughts were suddenly interrupted when the Master opened the doors of the dining area and he stared in awe and wonder at the sight before him.
The Master watched the Doctor’s reaction when he saw the table and set up he had done for their special supper, and he turned to face the Doctor with a large smile on his bearded face. “Well, I can see that you approve of the setting.”
“Oh, yes, it is absolutely beautiful and so very thoughtful of you, thank you. So, shall we get inside there now and start eating that delicious smelling food you prepared?” the Doctor asked, as he turned to face the Master and smiled sweetly at him.
“Yes, we most definitely should, after you then.” The Master waited for the Doctor to enter the kitchen and followed directly behind him as they approached the table. He surprised the Doctor yet again when he stood behind his chair and helped him to remove his long tan coat. He hung it on the back of the chair as he pulled the chair out for him so the Doctor could sit down.
The Doctor bowed his head to the Master as he watched him move toward the heated food cart behind their table, and he smiled warmly at him when he wheeled it to the table so it would be within their reach where they could retrieve their food.
The Master sat down in his own chair and quickly removed his velvet gloves, and then tossed them onto the table beside him before he carefully raised the lids on all the food trays. He smiled at the Doctor’s delighted expression when he saw the roasted chicken and the rosemary and thyme roasted potatoes on the bed of green beans. He turned his attentions back to the table again, as he poured them each a glass of the Merlot wine and placed them in front of their plates. He looked up and smiled at the Doctor, waiting for his reaction, and he knew it would be complimentary from the look on his pretty face. All he wanted to do now was kiss those pretty pink lips of his, but he would be patient for a moment as he waited for the sweet words to pour from them before he did so.
“My goodness, Master, you certainly have gone all out for this special supper we are sharing this evening, and I thank you again-Mmff-” the Doctor’s words were cut short when the Master suddenly pressed a soft kiss to his lips and at first he was a little surprised and then he kissed the Master back with more passionate fury as their mouths slid open and their tongues danced together so deliciously. Oh, it had been ages since their last kiss, and the Doctor had missed the Master terribly, although he would never really admit that out loud to the Master.
The Master hummed happily around their heated kiss as he moved his hands into the Doctor’s soft blond hair and ran his fingers through the strands as he deepened their kiss for another minute. When they finally broke apart after three solid minutes of passionate kissing, they both gasped loudly and sat back in their chairs staring at each other with relieved expressions. The Master lifted their glasses of wine and handed the Doctor his glass. He was the first to break the silence. “Oh, Doctor, I must say that I have wanted to kiss you like that for a while now, and I enjoyed it very much.”
“Yes, Master.” The Doctor’s voice squeaked loudly and his eyes widened in shock. He cleared his throat, sighed softly and then tried to speak again. “Yes, that was really very lovely indeed, Master. Again, thank you for everything. This is really turning out to be a wonderful evening.”
“Mm, yes, so it is, my dear Doctor, so it is, now, shall we enjoy our lovely meal and this delicious Merlot? Perhaps afterwards we can retire to my bedroom? I would suggest some rough sex for the evening, but I do I believe that you would probably not agree to that, am I right, Doctor?” the Master teased, as he winked bawdily at the Doctor and took a quick sip of his wine.
“No, Master, I would not agree to having rough sex with you. You know that I do not like the terrible bondage stuff that you seem to enjoy so much. Unless I happen to have too much wine now and then I will agree to anything. So in answer to your question, I am sure we can work something out that we will both enjoy,” the Doctor stammered over his words, as his face blushed a bright crimson again. He took a large sip of his wine to calm his racing hearts. He was truly happy that the Master was in a playful mood this evening, and so he heartily agreed with all of his suggestions, and he really did enjoy the kiss.
“Good, I am pleased to hear you say that, Doctor, and I will make sure it is more passionate this time, as you seem to respond much better to things of that nature. Although to be honest, you do have a very broody side to you. I know that deep down inside you do enjoy the rough, kinky sex as much as the gentle lovemaking, and you cannot tell me otherwise,” the Master remarked. He smiled cheekily at the Doctor and placed his glass on the table so he could fill their plates with the food. He started with the Doctor’s first and then filled his own, as he motioned for the Doctor to start eating. He was curious to see what the Doctor thought of his cooking and waited for him to start eating first before he took a bite of his own food.
The Doctor was about to say something in reply to the Master’s last statement but stopped when the Master suddenly filled his plate with the food and he just could not wait any longer to taste it. He picked up his linen napkin and placed it on his lap, smiling when the Master did the same, and then lifted up his fork to take a few bits of the chicken and the potatoes and green beans. He chewed his food slowly and his eyes went wide at how absolutely scrumptious it was. When he finally swallowed what was in his mouth, he smiled appreciatively at the Master. “Oh, Master, this is absolutely delicious. You have certainly outdone yourself this evening. I love it very much.”
“You are welcome, Doctor. It was my pleasure to cook this meal for you, and I am pleased to hear you say that you like it. So, let’s just enjoy the rest of our meal and our wine, my dear, and then we can make our way to my bedroom. I will be sure to have you back to your TARDIS by early morning before your two companions awaken and find you gone from your own TARDIS and ask you awkward questions. They simply would not understand what we share together,“ the Master remarked, as he smiled at the Doctor and tucked into his own food.
“Yes, you are right about that one. While I think Turlough would be all right with it, Tegan surely would not understand it and would definitely go off on one of her tangents. We certainly do not want our wonderful time together ruined by that, that’s for certain,” the Doctor added, as he sipped his wine and he clinked his glass against the Master’s in salute.
“No, we most definitely do not want that loud mouthed human to ruin our time together. I must tell you that I am really pleased that you are here with me, and to inform you that this certainly makes up for all of the terrible things that happened to me today, so I thank you for that,” the Master quipped. He leaned forward again and placed another soft kiss on the Doctor’s lips, and he smiled lewdly when the Doctor whimpered from the intimate action.
The Doctor nearly dropped his glass of wine when the Master kissed him again, but he gently placed it back onto the table and leaned further into the Master’s kiss and wrapped his hands around the back of the Master’s neck. This time the kiss lasted several minutes. When they came up for air, they were both flushed and flustered and took a large drink of their wine to calm themselves.
“Why, Master, I do believe you are trying to seduce me with your kisses,” the Doctor remarked, as he sat back against his chair and tucked into his food again. As he chewed his food slowly, he watched the Master for his reaction.
“Well, Doctor, that is the reason you are here with me now, is it not?” the Master said. He stared at the Doctor with a haughty expression, and also tucked into his food with equal vigor.
“Hmm, yes, well, there is that then, and please understand that I am here to make amends for my actions today, so I will agree to anything you request now. I know before I said I would not agree to have sex with you unless I had a few glasses of wine, but I have changed my mind. I still do not want to do anything that involves the rough stuff. I just want us to enjoy each other’s company and spend some time together without the interruptions of my companions,” the Doctor said. He laughed softly and took another sip of his wine, and used his linen napkin to wipe his mouth.
“Yes, of course. I have already told you that I will not give you any of that tonight. Please eat up the rest of your food, because I have another surprise for you, and I think you will enjoy the little delicacies.” The Master grinned at the Doctor. He took another large sip of his wine, and lifted his own linen napkin to his mouth.
“Oh, really now, you have me intrigued by this now. I can only imagine what it is you have prepared for me as a little delicacy,” the Doctor teased. He chuckled playfully and did his best to finish up his meal.
The Master merely laughed softly as he motioned for them to finish their food, and within twenty minutes, they both emptied what was on their plates. Afterwards, they sat back in their chairs again to sip at their wine.
The Doctor placed another soft kiss on the Master’s lips, as he murmured against them, “Thank you for this lovely meal, Master. I enjoyed it and your company this evening.”
“You are welcome, my dear Doctor. It was my pleasure. I do think that we should take that little surprise I have for you to my bedroom, where we can enjoy them and each other for the rest of the evening,” the Master teased, as he leaned forward to caress the Doctor’s right cheek with his fingers, and chuckled wickedly when the Doctor blushed and averted his eyes for a moment.
“Yes, well, that sounds like a wonderful idea. I am still very intrigued by this little surprise you keep speaking of, but I do think you are right; we should definitely do what you suggested. Right now, in fact,” the Doctor added, as he motioned for the Master to stand up from the table. He pushed his own chair back and when he stood up he watched the Master walk toward the refrigerator inside the kitchen, but he could not see what it was he reached inside for.
The Master grinned when he felt the Doctor watching him and as he pulled out the metal container filled with his surprise. He turned to face the Doctor and lifted the lid to show him what was inside. He chuckled when the Doctor squeaked and leaned forward to grab one of the chocolate covered strawberries.
“Oh, Master, you made these especially for us?” The Doctor beamed, as he bit into the chocolate covered fruit and hummed his approval of the taste. He waggled his eyebrows up and down at the Master and then stepped toward him as he moved the rest of his dessert into the Master’s mouth.
Before the Master could reply, the Doctor pressed a passionate kiss to his lips, which took the Master by surprise. He almost dropped the metal container on the floor at the sudden action, but he soon fell into the sweet kiss and hummed at the sweetness of the fruit and chocolate on both their tongues, as he deepened the kiss. He let the Doctor lead this time as he held onto the metal container with his right hand and wrapped his left hand around the Doctor’s waist. He did his best to pull their bodies close together, as he moaned into the kiss.
The Doctor hummed happily as he moved his own hands behind the Master’s neck and caressed the soft skin with his fingertips. He let their kiss go on another few minutes, before he ended it and leaned his forehead against the Master’s, and murmured softly to him, “Mm, my Master, you taste even sweeter with the chocolate covered strawberries.”
“Well, my dear Doctor, I would say the same thing about you, so shall we make our way to my bedroom and enjoy more of the dessert and also each other’s bodies?” the Master asked. He gently moved their foreheads apart and grinned smugly at the Doctor.
“Yes, my dear Master, I thought you would never ask,” the Doctor replied. He moved his right hand down the Master’s arm and gripped his left hand. “Come along then. I think we have waited long enough to enjoy a passionate evening together, don’t you agree, Master?”
“Hmm, you are absolutely right, Doctor, and just so you know I have something that will go perfectly with these chocolate covered strawberries inside my bedroom; a bottle of the sweetest champagne is being chilled inside an ice bucket. Now, I think you know the way to my bedroom, Doctor, so why don’t you lead the way?” the Master said, as he motioned with his head for them to leave the kitchen.
The Doctor laughed softly as he shook his head. He still held the Master’s hand in his own as he led the way out into the corridor. They were lucky when the Master’s TARDIS placed his bedroom two doors down from the kitchen and dining area, so they did not have long to walk. For the rest of the evening, they each other’s company and also enjoyed the strawberries and champagne and fell asleep in each other’s arms several hours later. They did not waken until the early morning, when the Master escorted the Doctor back to his TARDIS. With several goodbye kisses and gropes, they both promised each other they would meet up again soon to enjoy another lovely evening together.