Luke could hardly believe what was happening. The alcohol had rendered him a bit senseless, and while he would usually realize now would be a good time to take off running the other direction, today he was staring upwards at the Valeyard after an incredible kiss. It was something that he'd never imagined could have ever happened.
And he was completely willing.
"Whatever you want," he murmured, staring up at the Valeyard.
"Of course whatever I want," the Valeyard said, grinning in amusement as he took Luke's arm again. Dragging was definitely not needed, but he couldn't help himself. There was no choice right now. He was going to have quite a bit of fun. Just not exactly the sort Luke was interested in.
When Luke said he lived a bit of his time in the TARDIS, that only meant that he was a Companion again. Interesting, really. Messing with another Doctor would be quite fun.
There was no seedy motel, no red TARDIS. The Master's junkyard would be just fine. "Clothing," he said, inspecting the shack the Master set up for himself once upon a time. "Off."
Luke couldn't help but feel a bit nervous at the instruction. He'd never actually been in any kind of relationship before, and he had no idea how it worked. Still, he undressed as he'd been told until he was standing there in boxers, shivering slightly.
The Valeyard smirked. He shouldn't be so amused, but he was. There was some kid, probably what humans termed 'virgin' or at least nearly so, standing under the sheet metal roof the Master built to keep the rain off of his inventions. "Is that suppose to entice me?"
Luke let out a muffled yelp of pain, clutching at his shoulder. His dark eyes glared at the Valeyard as he panted slightly from the unexpected pain. He was in serious trouble, and he knew it. But so long as the Valeyard touched him, kissed him, held him, he would stay without too much complaint. He was pathetic.
"God you're an asshole!" he growled, teeth gritted.
"What happens if I tell them? You gonna kill me?" Luke raised his eyebrows, pretending as though he wasn't in a lot of pain. He was in dangerous waters but somehow he didn't think the Valeyard would kill him. At least, he hadn't yet, and he could have very easily.
"Kill you? Of course not." He snorted, shaking his head. "It would serve me no purpose if I was to kill you. The Doctor's meta-crisis just likes to clean up after my messes. Do you know the Ianto Jones at the London Hub? The one with the broken hand?"
He grinned, not admitted he'd done that. He thought it would be obvious.
"Theta Sigma, stupid human, took the blame. He'd do it for you too. There is I reason I did this to you, Luke."
That got the kid's attention.
"You just need to trust me. If someone asks you who did this, you tell them it was your first Doctor. Basic truth, really."
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And he was completely willing.
"Whatever you want," he murmured, staring up at the Valeyard.
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When Luke said he lived a bit of his time in the TARDIS, that only meant that he was a Companion again. Interesting, really. Messing with another Doctor would be quite fun.
There was no seedy motel, no red TARDIS. The Master's junkyard would be just fine. "Clothing," he said, inspecting the shack the Master set up for himself once upon a time. "Off."
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"God you're an asshole!" he growled, teeth gritted.
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No, but Luke didn't try to hurt him either and he certainly could have. The Valeyard made a gamble and it paid off.
"Don't worry. Someone will be by very, very soon to come and get you. Do you think you can be a very good boy and keep it to yourself who hurt you?"
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He grinned, not admitted he'd done that. He thought it would be obvious.
"Theta Sigma, stupid human, took the blame. He'd do it for you too. There is I reason I did this to you, Luke."
That got the kid's attention.
"You just need to trust me. If someone asks you who did this, you tell them it was your first Doctor. Basic truth, really."
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