The Master's body pressed against the Doctor's, and the friction of their mutual arousals made the Doctor shudder against him. He moved his mouth to capture the Master's in another crushing kiss. His neck being stimulated, his body---the Master knew what made him feel.
God, this was....it was feeling and being felt and things he wasn't allowing himself before. It made him stronger, he believed. He felt stronger. He felt like the blood was starting to move in his veins again. He was becoming the Doctor more and more.
No, that's me.
There was half a second of shock, and then the Doctor all but threw himself away from the Master, stumbling back and falling awkwardly over a chair in the room.
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Date: 2011-12-21 05:21 pm (UTC)God, this was....it was feeling and being felt and things he wasn't allowing himself before. It made him stronger, he believed. He felt stronger. He felt like the blood was starting to move in his veins again. He was becoming the Doctor more and more.
No, that's me.
There was half a second of shock, and then the Doctor all but threw himself away from the Master, stumbling back and falling awkwardly over a chair in the room.
"He's coming."