White Day

[hideyosammich]

[White Day has always been something of an intriguing holiday. Exactly a month after Valentine's Day, it involves giving your "Valentine" some kind of present, only it has to be white.

It took a bit of thinking before the Doctor came up with the perfect idea.

He's been in the wardrobe room nearly the entire morning, panicking a bit over his reflection in the mirror. His normally brown hair has been bleached to platinum blond, his suit replaced by the getup his fifth regeneration favored, celery and all.

Well...bleach blond is a lot like white...right?]

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This is new of you. You usually want so little to do with me, buuuuuuut....

[hideyosammich]

I suppose I've had a change of hearts.

[soundsofdrums]

How terribly intriguing. You tend to be ever so stubborn, my lovely ice queen. [He climbs on the bed next to him.]

[hideyosammich]

Ice queen? [He can't help but giggle a little at that.]

All these nicknames, Master...A Time Lord might start to think you wanted me...

[soundsofdrums]

Think? I would believe that it would be something quite obvious. [He trails a finger along the Doctor's cricket jumper.]

[hideyosammich]

[He smirks a little, a hand moving to rest on his thigh.] Perhaps you should do something about that, hm?

[soundsofdrums]

Perhaps I should. [He leans in, brushing their lips ever so slightly together.]

[hideyosammich]

[He makes a tiny sound at that before pulling back, a hand brushing lightly over the Master's scruff.]

Come on then...impress me.

[soundsofdrums]

I would almost think that you would struggle more. [He licks his lower lip, pushing his jacket off for now.]

[hideyosammich]

Would you like me to? [He pulls back from the Master, grinning.]

[soundsofdrums]

You asking rather defeats the purpose. [The jacket's tossed aside, along with the damn celery.]

[hideyosammich]

Mind the celery! Now it's all squished. [He scowls.]

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Aw, poor baby. [He takes the celery before biting into it.]

[hideyosammich]

[He scowls a bit at that, tugging the celery back and biting into it himself.]

I believe this is mine.

[soundsofdrums]

And you are mine, thus, by proxy....

[hideyosammich]

Hush you, I'm not about to give myself to you so easily.

[soundsofdrums]

You may act as if you don't want it, my dear Doctor, but I am certain that I can get your body to tell me otherwise. [His vocabulary isn't quite as grandiose, but he has the voice of of his younger self down pat. The Master smirks, licking his neck.]

[hideyosammich]

Oh Master, you'll have to try very hard to do that. [He clears his throat, trying not to look too affected by that.]

[soundsofdrums]

I doubt it. [He considers pulling off his jumper, but decides otherwise, simply sliding down his hand to cup between his legs.]

[hideyosammich]

Ah...You really are the most terrible creature in all the universe, have I mentioned..

[soundsofdrums]

Plenty of times. [He starts to stroke him through those ridiculous looking trousers, chuckling lowly.]

[hideyosammich]

Oh...I shouldn't let you do this...

[soundsofdrums]

And yet, you are going to. [He presses down a little more on him.]

[hideyosammich]

Ahhh...[He shivers.] You really should...stooop...

[soundsofdrums]

You don't mean that, really. [He undoes the Doctor's pants, shoving a hand inside to pull him free.]