Doctor Who fic: Prevarication.

[order_of_chaos]

Title: Prevarication
Author: order_of_chaos
Pairing: Fifth Doctor/Ainley!Master
Rating: PG-13
Wordcount: 198
AN: Written for the best_enemies Table Challenge; prompt: closet. My table is here.

His celery’s missing, there’s dust clinging to the red and beige of his coat, and the rough wood of the closet door is unsympathetically and implacably locked behind him.
He’s not breathing; hasn’t been since the first touch of the Master’s hand on his shoulder, a hungry curl of fingers that stops short of demanding only by the barest of fractions.

Now is the time to run – tumbling himself helter-skelter into another adventure and not thinking about the Master until the next time he needs thwarting.
This time, he can’t do that.
Now is the time to feign surrender – to let the weight of the Master’s hand drop him to his knees, to steal back the upper hand by sapping the Master's control with teasing so endless it borders on cruelty.
He’s good at cruelty, sometimes. Far better than he likes.

The closet is small and dark and there’s no away to move to.
Now is the time to wait.

The Doctor shivers, the Master’s smirk heavy in his imagination; too close, too dangerous, too affectionate.
Maybe the TARDIS will let them out soon, and maybe she won’t. By this stage, he doesn’t know which he’s hoping for.

Comments

[kayliemalinza.livejournal.com]

EVIL TARDIS IS EVIL.

My favorite lines:

His celery’s missing

the Master’s smirk heavy in his imagination; too close, too dangerous, too affectionate.

[kayliemalinza.livejournal.com]

P.S., I was looking at an icon post (http://gogo-didi.livejournal.com/23840.html) by gogo_didi and found one that I'm tempted to use, or perhaps you should use it:





P.S. it's been a long time since you've used your fractal icon, and I miss it. :(

[order_of_chaos]

I exist in a perpetual state of being out of icon room. And then I delete some and upload some and end up still out of icon room. It is tragic :P

The icon, it is awesome. *stares gleefully*

My fractal icon, I deleted because I was le tirede of it. But now I look at it, I'm in love with it again. Which is good :)
*contemplates ways of inserting miniature picture of TARDIS into fractal*

[(Anonymous)]

Lo, I am anon, for I am shy and sort of between LJ names, but I couldn't resist TARDIS-ing up your fractals. Two versions, because I couldn't pick.

[order_of_chaos]

Thank you thank you thank you thank you!!!! These are brilliant!

[order_of_chaos]

EVIL TARDIS IS EVIL.
YAY! / Yes, yes she is. *grin*

I'm glad you liked it!

[aralias.livejournal.com]

excellent. i like this a hungry curl of fingers that stops short of demanding only by the barest of fractions.
particularly, because it suggests that the master would let him go if he wanted and that's my favourite kind of doctor/master, particularly if the doctor realises it and lets the master think he's won, but only a bit. love regaining the upper hand. and the description of the master's smirk :)

[snowgrouse.livejournal.com]

OMG, closetsex. I liked the bit about him being too good at cruelty, lovely Fivey insight there.

[order_of_chaos]

Glad you liked! I am convinced that Fivey is sweet and innocent and adorable - and just as convinced that this is due to his evil powers of mind-control and that he really, really isn't.

[snowgrouse.livejournal.com]

Yes!

Shit, I should get to reading your latest Sparrington fic... could you link me? I'm woefully behind on my flist.<3

[order_of_chaos]

Here it is. *grins* I didn't know you read Sparrington.

[snowgrouse.livejournal.com]

I did/do indeed. And I have some ancient Jack/James manips on my LJ somewhere. I think they're all under my Pirates tag, here:
http://snowgrouse.livejournal.com/tag/pirates

Skip back to =20 and you'll find more. I've also got icons of my manips in there somewhere, some kissy and snuggly ones:).

And I also wrotede Barbossa/Anamaria somewhere, but can't be arsed to look it up now. If that piques your interest, let me know.

*goes off to read*

[dirty-smudge.livejournal.com]

I still can't get over how fluffy Five is. I hear his celery is missing and I want to ruffle his hair.

This fic makes me go mmm.

[order_of_chaos]

*grins* Fivey is made for ruffling.

:)

[bewarethespork.livejournal.com]

Epic, epic win. Every time I think I'm over Doctor/Master, I see a fic like this and decide that maybe I'm not quite over it after all...

(Why, oh why do I not have any Ainley!Master icons?)

[order_of_chaos]

I see a fic like this and decide that maybe I'm not quite over it after all...
Ha ha! Now, that's what I like to hear. You shall never be free of them. Mwahahahaha!!!!!!!
*beams* I'm very glad you liked it :D

(Not even one? Oh, that's bad. Clearly there is something terribly wrong with you. *g*)

[bewarethespork.livejournal.com]

I have a couple of Ainley!Master icons saved on my hard drive, but no icon space left. Clearly, it is time for an icon reshuffle.

[teaji.livejournal.com]

General shivery goodness.
LOVE this line: Now is the time to feign surrender – to let the weight of the Master’s hand drop him to his knees, to steal back the upper hand by sapping the Master's control with teasing so endless it borders on cruelty.

Would you consider a followup?

[order_of_chaos]

Oh, thank you! Very glad you liked it :D

Not considering a follow up at the moment, sorry. I have the feeling I'd end up staring at it for months and getting nowhere.