Best Enemies

Title: Snow - A Meeting
Pairing: Eight/Jacobi!Master
Length: Almost 4,500
Summary: The Doctor is rescued from an ice storm, only to be placed in a still more awkward position.
Rating/warnings: R. Not really any crackier than the show itself.
Author on LJ: x_los (at x_losfic)

Why this must be read:
Because Eight/Jacobi!Master is an infrequent variation on Doctor/Master that I love to bits. I just like to picture them flowing-sleeves-velvet-and-waistcoated together. ♥♥ This one is as delightfully romantic as a cuddle on a wintry night, which, in fact, it is. It ranges from humourous (the Doctor nearly lands in a harem over lack of facial hair) to poignant (twenty years, seven months, and almost six days) to the mellow, tender sexuality of those long married and still in love. The Doctor doth protest too much, methinks.

Excerpt:
“Yes,” the Master granted, “mine is the prior claim. For better—”

“Or for much worse,” the Doctor put in. “I’m not very good at weddings, but I do remember that part.”

“Really?” The Master raised an eyebrow. “Usually you’re conveniently amnesiac on that point.”

“Now that you mention it, I do seem to be going through rather a lot of memory loss recently. It’s quite distressing really—”

“Enough!” The king waved a massive paw, and the Master took a discrete step back to avoid being inadvertently cuffed. “Off with you, then. And take your garrulous mate.”

"With pleasure," the Master said.

Link to the story: Here