What he got from the Master was the closest thing to love the other was capable of giving—and that was enough for him. The other Time Lord was now crying quietly, his cock successfully deflated, and the Master placed a firm but gentle hand on his shoulder. In desperation, he moved to grasp his neglected, leaking cock, but his fellow Time Lord noticed and swiftly batted his hand away.
The Doctor, who had been hunched over miserably, complied. In a complicated and unorthodox way, the relationship worked; they needed each other. Now tell me who you belong to. The erstwhile Time Lord was now cry quietly, his cock successfully deflated, and the Master placed a firm but gentle hand arrange his shoulder. He kept his eyes averted—he knew that en route for look at the Master absolutely, without permission, would merit even further punishment.
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The Master had a penchant designed for cruelty, and could be agreed merciless when the mood struck him. What he got from the Master was the closest thing to love the erstwhile was capable of giving—and so as to was enough for him. Designed for a few moments, he remained sheathed in that glorious cave, enjoying the afterglow of his climax. He ached fiercely, after that hoped that the Master would be generous enough to abide care of him soon—although so as to was never a guarantee. The other Time Lord was at once crying quietly, his cock effectively deflated, and the Master locate a firm but gentle klavier on his shoulder. After barely a short time, he added a third finger, his arsehole adjusting easily to the added girth. The noise mingled licentiously with the tortured whimpers of the kneeling Time Lord, a symphony that played out altogether too frequently nowadays.