The Doctor should've fought back, he figured. He should've made the Master say his own name, but there was some amount of ego behind him, some knowledge that the Master would return the name in kind. That ego, that was something that he hadn't felt in a long, long time.
"Master." It came out again, this time his voice going just a little high-pitched as the Master's hips pressed against his own. He wanted something from the Master, he thought, as he captured his mouth again. He wasn't even sure if it was just a physical connection. They needed, no, no, he needed---
"Sir?" It was the voice of someone else. A guard, no doubt alerted by the sounds of fighting within the room.
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Date: 2011-12-21 04:50 am (UTC)"Master." It came out again, this time his voice going just a little high-pitched as the Master's hips pressed against his own. He wanted something from the Master, he thought, as he captured his mouth again. He wasn't even sure if it was just a physical connection. They needed, no, no, he needed---
"Sir?" It was the voice of someone else. A guard, no doubt alerted by the sounds of fighting within the room.