ext_166463 ([identity profile] dntfretprecious.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] dreamtofbeing 2009-11-18 11:44 pm (UTC)

The Master grins into the pillows.

"To shut up."

He doesn't tense up in anticipation of correction; instead, he remains pointedly relaxed under the weight of the Doctor, hands open against the bed, the lines of throat and shoulders at ease, not a twitch under the Doctor's hand—though he does twitch at that slightest-touch of the Doctor's cock.

He centers himself on his breath, funneling the anticipation he feels into the muscles of his abdomen and diaphragm and out with the push of air.

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