Unprepared (Drabble Project, Day 263)
Sep. 19th, 2012 02:07 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
were_lemurThe Doctor wasn't expecting that.
TRIGGER WARNING: RAPE/NON-CON
Trapped in his artificially aged body as much as he is by the chains around his wrists and ankles, the Doctor can only watch helplessly as the Master crosses the room. He shoves the Doctor roughly, until he's kneeling face-down on the edge of the bed. He yanks the Doctor's trousers down until they puddle around his knees, and shoves his jacket and shirt up his back, leaving him exposed.
The Doctor buries his face into the bedcovers and breathes deeply, as the Master parts his buttocks. But nothing can prepare him for when the Master presses his tongue there.
TRIGGER WARNING: RAPE/NON-CON
Trapped in his artificially aged body as much as he is by the chains around his wrists and ankles, the Doctor can only watch helplessly as the Master crosses the room. He shoves the Doctor roughly, until he's kneeling face-down on the edge of the bed. He yanks the Doctor's trousers down until they puddle around his knees, and shoves his jacket and shirt up his back, leaving him exposed.
The Doctor buries his face into the bedcovers and breathes deeply, as the Master parts his buttocks. But nothing can prepare him for when the Master presses his tongue there.
