She learned it the hard way. Some people were never meant to exist. Not even the Doctor wants her as a companion. But then the Master saves her from certain death and discovers that this human girl might be of more use to him than he expected.
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A/N: Alriiiiiight.... I think a fair warning should be given that you can entirely skip this chapter if you don't want to read any sexual content. (Although there is also lots of silly bantering and other stuff going on) Nothing important for the plot, however *giggle*
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The farther away we got, the more we found ourselves inside a forest. The trees stood wide apart and let almost all the moonlight shine through. We reached what might have been the walls of an old castle once, but everything that was left were rough stones and only a few wall parts that were recognisable as such. One was low enough for me to hop on and let my feet dangle.
The Master stepped in front of me, all curious and with a playful smile on his lips. "What do you think?"
"Of this? I don't even know," I confessed, laughing. "It's so weird. And... a little exciting. I wish I knew how to manipulate it."
"Why not just watch and enjoy?"
"Says you." I giggled and poked his chest. "You'd burn everything down would I let you."
His grin grew wide and he put his hands to either side of me on the stones. "And why not. The red shine would suit this place nicely, don't you think?"
He was so close, I could feel the heat of his skin and his breath ghosting over my lips. Even in a dream I could feel my heartbeat speeding up at the proximity.
"Yeah, it would," I mumbled, almost feeling his lips on mine. "Fire and moonlight." He was even closer now. "And ruins." My eyes closed, skin meeting skin in a slow, sensual kiss.
There was no urge behind his movements, but a different kind of fire shone through, one that coaxed me into opening up and letting him dip his tongue between my teeth, not speeding up at all, only enjoying the sensations of the kiss. And gods, I could get lost in this. I didn't even struggle when his hands snaked under my plaid shirt to land on my sides, his thumbs slowly stroking my skin and wandering up ever so slightly. Only when his fingers brushed the underside of my breasts did I break the kiss, giving him a look that was probably equally questioning as it was warning.
"Stop playing with me," I grumbled.
His look was quite intense, one corner of his mouth twitching upwards to a teasing smirk. "Why would I be playing?"
I scoffed and folded my arms. "Cause you think it's fun to point out just how human I am."
"Maybe. But I think I just discovered an interesting detail."
"Yeah? That you're superior and far above such human desires? Bugger off and let me sleep."
To my surprise, he actually laughed at that, retreating a little, but only to tower over me like a looming shadow. "Well, it's true. But you might be getting something wrong."
"Not sure I really want to know." There was a great deal of stubbornness emerging from somewhere, building a wall around myself. The scene he had made in the bath had been lesson enough for me and I was in no mood to play his stupid games again. "All I know is that you're not interested in something as primitive as sex and yet you keep pushing my buttons cause you find it infuriatingly funny to remind me that I have little control over what my body does. On its own, mind you."
