Three little words
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The Master breathed out slowly and reached up, hands smoothing out some wrinkles in the Doctors awful suit. His fingers wandered down, gripping the lapels of that even more awful brown coat and pulled the Doctor closer, down to his eye level. Their noses were almost touching now and the Doctors brown eyes widened, staring back at him in surprise.
“Okay, I’ll give. Want me to tag on after you, sure. I can do that. But you know, just while I’m at it…”, The Master purred, voice dropping low with a devilish grin spread wide on his face.
“I’m going to make your life a living hell, Doctor.”
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- Part 1 of Three little words
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His voice sounded cold, and the Doctor deserved the little flinch that went through him at the icy harshness of the tone. He opened his mouth a few times, but didn’t find the right words to answer, apparently. It took him eleven seconds to look away from the Master’s equally cold stare, and eleven more to finally find the right ones.
“I- I can’t help it.” Nothing more than a whisper, but clear nonetheless. And when the Doctor looked back up- ah There was a smile now, too. A big and bright and pretty one. The one the Master came to hate the most. “With you, I feel invincible.”
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- Part 2 of Three little words
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Her thief stole another Time Lord.
And right now, he’s falling deep (he did, had, will), down and down and down.
She’s listening, humming softly to his still pounding heartsbeat.
“Oh. Oh, old girl. I- I might be in big trouble.”
He was. The sparking fire already told her.
And there might just be something beautiful in it, buried between the sadness. Hidden deep in the meaning of together.
That’s a nice word, too. Not the one she’s looking for, but it feels quite the same.
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- Part 3 of Three little words
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Like you’re my universe and I’m your stars by lohengreen for thecreatorfromgallifrey
Fandoms: Doctor Who (2005)
05 Feb 2024
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“The Alignment of Exodor.”
It took the Master a moment to respond. The teasing tongue that dared to lick up on his neck like that now was partly to blame for his continued fail to focus.
“The-. Hnh. The what?”
His voice sounded quite raspy.
“Seventeen galaxies in perfect unison, and locked in a time stasis field.”
The tongue was gone, as the Doctor needed it to talk, but it just left him with a hot breath blowing over wet skin and that was better and worse at the same time.
He swallowed and it still tasted like salt and rain.
“It means it can only be seen once. And I haven’t, yet.”
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Or: It’s never just sunflowers with the Doctor.
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- Part 4 of Three little words