The Changing Man (Doctor Who Fan Story)

Chapter 28

Chapter Twenty-Eight:

Our limbs were like vines, wrapping and holding on to each other, our lips were hungry and our hearts hungrier. I moaned quietly as my arms wrapped around his shoulders and gently stroked his soft hair with my long fingers. His hands ran up my back, sneaking underneath my dirty shirt to stop at my bra and back down again, following my spine as though it was a train track. His mouth was warm and inviting, and our tongues danced like fire.

He growled hungrily and pushed my back slightly, parting for a moment only for him to swiftly pull his dark hoodie and shirt off at the same time, to reveal his magnificent chest and the artwork of muscles that seemed to mesmerise me. And excite me. We locked eyes for a millisecond, but then I threw myself at him once more, like a hungry tiger leaping for her prey, pushing him down onto his back so i could swirl my tongue and smother his warm and toned skin with heated kisses. I even nipped him here and there. From the corner of my eye, I saw his hands grasping the large sleeping bag and balling into fists every time i kissed and nibbled, his breathing was harsh and his hearts thudded like an epic orchestra, small and husky groans emanated from within his throat. He was my prisoner now. The scent of honey and blood, grass and chocolate, smoke and lavender only seemed to spur me on, and my skin began to tingle. I have been waiting for this moment, for me and the Master to be joined as one person, to love one and another in a way that seemed forbidden. I growled seductively and trail a line of burning kisses all the way down until i arrived at the top of his black jeans. I looked up and his eyes caught me, they were full of hungry desire, dark and inviting, urging me on, a light bead of sweat had formed on his forehead. He suddenly sat up, our lips clashing once more, his hands started to pull my shirt upwards like he wanted to tear it off, while my hands grasped for his belt buckle, clumsily fumbling to unclasp it, our breathing hot and heavy, and I felt something hard pressing against the inside of my thigh, and instantly i began to tingle.Oh god please let this happen.

But the heavy footsteps that seemed to head straight for our tent stopped us in our tracks, our lips only inches apart and our ears twitched, straining to hear who it was. Then a light wind blew towards us along with the scent of the person.

It was Jack.

Blood rushed to my cheeks and my hearts seemed to pump harder, but not from the lust. I heard the torrent of curses shouting from the masters mind as we realised that Jack was going to come inside, I quickly rolled off the master just in time for Jack to undo the zip and step inside. He ducked down so that his head didn't touch the roof, his eyes scanned the scene, both of us ruffled and in disarray, the Master shirtless.

"Jack what you doing here?!" I gasped, trying to control my harsh breathing.

"There wasn't any room for me in the other tents, so I came to join you two." There was something in his tone that suggested otherwise, his eyes were steely and his mouth was set in a straight line. I narrowed my eyes at him, knowing that there were plenty of room elsewhere.

"He's lying, just come to spy on us haven't you Captain?" Growled The Master

"Maybe. You seem to be missing a shirt..." Jack pointed out, his tone measured.

"Yes I know, the wind blew it off" The Master retorted

"I'm sure. In any case, the truth is, I am here to make sure you two don't do anything" Jack's eyes seemed to narrow even more, though I dont know how he managed it.

"Jack, why? I am 134 years old and I can do the hell I want, I don't need you to babysit me all the time like i am a petulant child! Just go and leave us alone!" I whimpered, trying to sound confident but failed miserably, the feeling of pure lust and passion drained from me, only to be replaced with sadness because we got interrupted. Again.

"Nope, sorry, i'm tired. Budge up will you?" He didn't even wait for me to reply, as he quickly lowered himself to lie next to me, wriggling to get comfortable. I was about to complain but I heard the Master shifting on the other side of me, and I saw him pulling his shirt and black hoodie back on, his eyes were half closed as though he was seething. But he saw me looking at him and he slowly shook his head, halting my words that were about to make an entrance.

"No Ashly, another time, he cannot keep an eye on us long, and besides I would need to feed tomorrow" his mental voice rang through my mind clear as crystal, and his words gave me hope. Yes, its true, we can be together without people walking in on us when we go hunting.

"fine then Jack, make yourself at home. Who was it that put you up to 'babysitting' duties?" I asked, trying to calm my fractured nerves.

"I will don't worry, and I just thought it was best, I don't want the master to take advantage of you, especially when you cannot really trust him just yet..." Jack answered, he re-adjusted the pillows and pulled the sleeping bag up to his next, wiggling to get comfortable.

"He's not taking advantage and I said I don't want to talk about this anymore, I trust him with my life and..."

"Ashly its ok, there are many reasons why Jack is talking like this, but you don't need to know. Go sleep, you look like you need it." The Masters voice began sharp but ended on a soft note as he caught my eye.

"What..." I began

"For once Ashly, The Master is right, you do look like you need a good nights sleep, so snore away" Jack interrupted once more.

I tried to protest, but not either of the two men who lay by my side would yield, swiftly ordering me to go sleep as if I was 5. I got frustrated but I knew I would be able to learn the truth somehow in the coming days, when I get the Master alone and start batting my eyes at him. But deep down, I wanted more than the truth, the reasons why Jack was talking like that, I wanted to be alone with the Master and do what I please, preferably without any clothes on..

The thought alone calmed my nerves and tiredness caught up with me, washing over me like a tsunami, and I let it, allowing my body and mind to relax as the darkness of sleep consumed me.

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It had been a good hour since Ashly fell asleep, yet the two men who lay each side of her were still wide awake, both uncomfortable in each others presence, shunning sleep away like a persistent fly.

"So what do you think are my reasons?" Whispered Jack, his voice almost blended in with the cacophony of insects tweeting and twittering outside.

"For one thing, you have feelings for her, and you just hate it that me and Ashly are together" The master replied quietly.

"Thats insane, I knew Ashly since she was a little girl" Jack hissed.

The noise caused the slumbering form of Ashly to mumble something before rolling on to her side, her arms reached out to The Master and embraced him, her head resting on his chest. She went still once more, breathing heavily.

Something flickered on Jacks expression but vanished quickly, yet The Master noticed. In that moment, he knew that he was right, Jack has feelings for his Ashly.