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The Master @standsonhigh.bsky.social · 05/04/2026

back in the booth to think, sighing up at the ceiling. What to tell her, what won’t entirely spoil the mood, what won’t scar her for life because Jack Harkness… “…The Master and I get along for the most part, now. If you can believe it. He actually tolerates discussion and shared autonomy.”

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The Master @standsonhigh.bsky.social · 05/04/2026

Yeah. He’s more than a little unhappy, which is part of why Koschei intends on staying awake and in charge as long as he can. Just…to let him cool down a bit. Even the Master would never /physically/ hurt her, but emotionally…best not to risk it. Koschei chuckles at her enthusiasm and leans—

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The Master @standsonhigh.bsky.social · 05/04/2026

…even if he isn’t, actually, at all, in the slightest. “I’d certainly keep him away from you, I can assure you of that.”

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The Master @standsonhigh.bsky.social · 05/04/2026

“It would be my honor.” It’s a quick, automatic answer, his eyes finding hers and instantly softening again. He’s always a little embarrassed by how readily he’d slip into that role without needing to be asked for her, but he just can’t help it. For all intents and purposes, he’s her father, too.-

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The Master @standsonhigh.bsky.social · 05/04/2026

only truly breaks the kiss when they fall back onto the bed. Kicking off his shoes only takes a moment, and now comes the bundling his Jack to his chest under the covers and clutching him /close/.

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The Master @standsonhigh.bsky.social · 05/04/2026

through Jack’s hair and nods in lieu of answering, walking them backwards down the hall and into a doorframe — ow — before getting around it into their room. He only lets Jack breathe enough to stay conscious, trying to kiss away all the fear something else /dared/ to cause him, and he —

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The Master @standsonhigh.bsky.social · 05/04/2026

Koschei, for his part, wakes up just enough to press all his love towards Jack, joining in on the kiss with a sweet, distinctive nip before gently fading back into rest. He’d been awake — worrying, panicking — for a while. Won’t stop him from trying, though. The Master threads his fingers—

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The Master @standsonhigh.bsky.social · 05/04/2026

always pretend to be your own twin in that case, I suppose. Or your own ghost, coming back to haunt your former lover….” And where’s the Doctor now?? Koschei can’t help but scan around the cafe for him, frowning a little when — of course — no one familiar looks back. She’s just alone. Again.

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The Master @standsonhigh.bsky.social · 05/04/2026

That /really/ rubs Koschei the wrong way. She should be the absolute center of the Doctor’s attention at all times, in his opinion, but — it’s just not his place to say. Not right now, anyways. Instead, he forces out another little laugh, his smile at her antics wholly genuine. “You could—

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The Master @standsonhigh.bsky.social · 05/04/2026

shaking his head fondly. “I’m sure I don’t have to tell you how horribly wrong that could’ve gone,” he chuckles. She can take care of herself — that just won’t stop him from worrying. “Did he take the news well? Did your father actually involve himself?” Or was he too busy licking dirt or running?

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The Master @standsonhigh.bsky.social · 05/04/2026

Thank all the stars for the TARDIS. Even if their relationship is complicated, Koschei at least trusts that she’s keeping Val as safe as possible. …while she’s inside, at least. He can’t help but snort at the mental image of some poor medieval fellow desperately showering her with gifts, —

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The Master @standsonhigh.bsky.social · 05/04/2026

The Master’s finally resting, which means I’m finally /not/. Hello, all.

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The Master @standsonhigh.bsky.social · 05/04/2026

Jack being audibly frightened and /kissing/ him is, unfortunately, the perfect recipe to sap all the remaining heat and anger right from the Master’s hearts. He wraps his arms around Jack’s neck and pulls him in closer, pressing up into the kiss and huffing into it. /You’re home now. With me.—

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The Master @standsonhigh.bsky.social · 05/04/2026

that. “….Where did you end up? Dare I ask?” He already regrets doing so.

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The Master @standsonhigh.bsky.social · 05/04/2026

Oh yes he does. His smile goes a little bittersweet at the mention, even though her adorable joy is /incredibly/ hard to feel bad in front of — even if only for a moment. The Doctor probably carried on for /quite/ some time before noticing she was there. Koschei really doesn’t like the idea of—

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The Master @standsonhigh.bsky.social · 05/04/2026

his rage is replaced by concern the moment Jack mentions being in danger. Once more: damn him. “…..were you hurt?” It is /ridiculous/ how much softer his voice already sounds, his forehead gently bonking Jack’s as a silent apology.

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The Master @standsonhigh.bsky.social · 05/04/2026

Jack’s pheromones almost immediately flood the Master’s senses and force his muscles to relax further, every ounce of his body recognizing /home/ standing in front of him. His crossed arms loosen, his chest subconsciously angling closer until it can brush against Jack’s, and far too much of—

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The Master @standsonhigh.bsky.social · 05/04/2026

he’s mad enough to pretend otherwise, “then /where the bloody hell have you been/?” The poking should piss him off more. It is having the opposite effect. /Damn him so hard and all the way/.

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The Master @standsonhigh.bsky.social · 05/04/2026

against his will and his scowl starts to fade into more of a pout, even as his eyes stay narrowed and /enraged/ — petulant it may be — as they glare at Jack’s lips. Because of course that’s where they end up. “If you missed me so much, if you /love/ me so much,” and he knows Jack does, but —

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The Master @standsonhigh.bsky.social · 05/04/2026

Damn him. /Damn him/. The brief spark of pride he feels at hurting Jack instantly spoils into that new guilt, which instantly upsets him more because he /hates feeling like this more than anything else in the universe/, but he still — he can’t help — Jack just —…. The Master softens entirely—

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The Master @standsonhigh.bsky.social · 05/04/2026

/I want to pull you into my arms so bad it hurts and I fucking hate how much it hurts and how dare you make me—/. “That despite /all/ the moaning and crying you do about being /abandoned/,” he spits, because he will /not/ hurt alone, “you certainly have no issue doing it to /us/.”

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The Master @standsonhigh.bsky.social · 05/04/2026

answer before he completes his little tantrum.

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The Master @standsonhigh.bsky.social · 05/04/2026

“Do you know what I find /fascinating/, Captain?” Uh-oh indeed. The Master hisses out the /fascinating/ like boiling steam through his teeth, and the /Captain/ absolutely drips with vitriol. …Really, he’s more upset about how upset he is than anything else. Still going to make Jack actually—

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The Master @standsonhigh.bsky.social · 05/04/2026

table to smile at her once they’re all situated. There isn’t much to tell, unfortunately, but she doesn’t have to know that. “But first — how are /you/? Where have you been? Are you safe? Are you well?”

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The Master @standsonhigh.bsky.social · 05/04/2026

She can keep that book, frankly, because she just looks so precious clutching it like that. Or maybe he can read it to her — /no/, she’s a grown adult, c’mon, Koschei. Just ‘cause /you/ see her as a little girl sitting on your hip… “Of course I’ll tell you,” he promises, leaning forward across the-

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The Master @standsonhigh.bsky.social · 05/04/2026

Oh, but where’s the fun in that? It’s much more enjoyable to watch you /squirm/, Doctor. Whatever /am/ I up to~.

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The Master @standsonhigh.bsky.social · 05/04/2026

They missed him. They /missed/ him, /and/ they expected him back sooner. Koschei’s just happy he’s back and safe, but unfortunately for Jack, the Master is the one fronting — and he’s /pissed/. Scowls back. Arms crossed. The angriest furrowed brow in existence.

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The Master @standsonhigh.bsky.social · 30/03/2026

//Not vanishing, just having a busy couple of weeks! Back soon, DMs open. ❤️

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The Master @standsonhigh.bsky.social · 24/03/2026

You have nothing to fear as long as you obey. Quite simple.

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The Master @standsonhigh.bsky.social · 24/03/2026

As if he cares at /all/ about his book right now. He shakes his head with a fond little laugh, wiping her tears away with two tender thumbs and entirely ignoring his own. “Come, sit with me — /talk/ to me. I want to know everything I’ve missed.” It’s a big comfy booth. There’s plenty of room.

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The Master @standsonhigh.bsky.social · 23/03/2026

Tears /instantly/ sting his eyes as he cradles her head to his chest, gently swaying in place. He’d missed her too, of course, but he hadn’t realized just how /much/ until she was safe back in his arms. His not-daughter. “You’re here now,” he whispers, voice thick and rough. “And I’ve got you.”

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The Master @standsonhigh.bsky.social · 23/03/2026

Koschei’s not letting go anytime soon. They’re getting some looks in this cafe, but for once, he couldn’t care less. He just shakes his head and kisses the crown of hers, hugging her tighter. “I don’t need an apology. I’m just so relieved you’re /alright/.”

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The Master @standsonhigh.bsky.social · 23/03/2026

Thankfully, he full-on drops the book as soon as he sees the smiling speeding bullet heading his way, so he’s able to stand up and catch her — and hug her back /so tightly/, of course. “I can’t believe it — I /can’t believe it/! I thought something happened to you!!”

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The Master @standsonhigh.bsky.social · 23/03/2026

Oh, so can I. /Your/ delusion, for one. Your desperation to pretend you don’t miss what I offer — miss /us/.

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The Master @standsonhigh.bsky.social · 23/03/2026

Koschei sees something hurriedly flapping in his peripheral vision that snaps him out of the trance his book had him in. Quick glance over to see what was happening and — oh! Oh!!! He BEAMS and could not possibly bookmark his book faster.

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The Master @standsonhigh.bsky.social · 23/03/2026

I want the denial to end, Doctor. /Your/ denial. Why do we waste so much time pretending we’re not on the same side, hmm?

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The Master @standsonhigh.bsky.social · 23/03/2026

“Unfortunately,” she says. As if you aren’t constantly looking for any possible excuse to mettle with me.

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The Master @standsonhigh.bsky.social · 23/03/2026

Improved, perhaps, but never changed. Admit it: you missed me. You missed me /so/ much.

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The Master @standsonhigh.bsky.social · 23/03/2026

/Doctor/. I was wondering when you’d come crawling back to me.

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The Master @standsonhigh.bsky.social · 21/03/2026

way. /Come for me, Javic./ Even in their minds, the Master’s voice remains pure heated /hunger/, low and growling in time with the real-life rumbling in his chest as he bites back down his neck and holds /on/. /Show me who you belong to. Come for your Master./

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The Master @standsonhigh.bsky.social · 21/03/2026

quickly. After swiping his tongue across each of Jack’s cheeks for those tears (/I did that, me, ME, no matter how long we’re apart/), the Master forces one of his hands from Jack’s hips to grab his erection in a /tight/ hold instead, stroking rough and fast with only sweat and sex to ease the—

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The Master @standsonhigh.bsky.social · 21/03/2026

on that perfect face, his length so hard it’s almost /purple/. The Master can do something about that. He can give Jack what he needs — he always /will/. Pleasure threatens to entirely eclipse all thought the closer he gets, the harder his hips snap, but that’s alright; just means he has to act—

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The Master @standsonhigh.bsky.social · 21/03/2026

There is nothing in the universe more beautiful than the sight of Jack like this: out of his mind with rapturous pleasure and /desperate/ for anything the Master deigns to give him. That flushed, toned skin stretching over flexing, straining muscle, his expression of pure /bliss/ with shining tears-

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The Master @standsonhigh.bsky.social · 28/02/2026

WHY DO YOU NOT SEE THE INHERENT EROTICISM OF ME EATING YOUR FAT JUICY YUMMY LIVER—.

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The Master @standsonhigh.bsky.social · 28/02/2026

You can tell I respect your boundaries by not carving it out of you while you /sleep/. Because I love you. YOUR LIVER WILL COME BACK!!!

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The Master @standsonhigh.bsky.social · 28/02/2026

and /missedyousomuchloveyousomuchneverwanttobeanywhereelse/ merging and swirling and interrupting each other. Jack feels like home, like the valves of his hearts given life, like the point of existence — and of course, that’s because he /is/.

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The Master @standsonhigh.bsky.social · 28/02/2026

burn and his thighs ache, but that doesn’t stop him from starting to /roll/ those burning hips at the end of each thrust. He will /force/ pleasure into Jack’s body, give him /everything/. Pleasure disjoints his thoughts, fragments them, his mind a frantic cacophony of /sogoodsogoodminehottight/—

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