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best_enemies2012-04-16 04:18 am
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The Endorphin Cure
100 words, all ages, not mine. The Doctor finds a cure for the Master's drums.
TRIGGER WARNING: non-sexual BDSM
The Master's back is striped with welts by the time his fingers stop keeping time with the drums in his head.
The Doctor keeps careful watch, and notices the exact moment that the tension drains from the Master's body. That's his cue to set down the cane and kneel by the side of the Master's bed.
The Master opens his eyes long enough to give the Doctor a blissed-out smile, before slipping into sleep.
It's a temporary solution; the endorphins will wear off all too quickly. But at least for those few hours, the Master will be able to rest.
TRIGGER WARNING: non-sexual BDSM
The Master's back is striped with welts by the time his fingers stop keeping time with the drums in his head.
The Doctor keeps careful watch, and notices the exact moment that the tension drains from the Master's body. That's his cue to set down the cane and kneel by the side of the Master's bed.
The Master opens his eyes long enough to give the Doctor a blissed-out smile, before slipping into sleep.
It's a temporary solution; the endorphins will wear off all too quickly. But at least for those few hours, the Master will be able to rest.