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Rip Tide
A gentle stirring mumble alerted the Master to the fact that Nyssa was soon to awaken. This was a new feeling for him - he gazed down at that sweet, little face sleeping softly in her sheets with a slight upturned smile wrinkling her little nose, with a slight stretch Nyssa moaned again as she rubbed her face in the pillow. The Master was sitting on the edge on the bed viewing her cat like movements with pleasure. Soon, though, her eyes would rest on him and all the peace would leave her countenance. Hate is what he knew best, that is why he and the Doctor never saw eye to eye once … that … happened.
“What time is it?” Nyssa asked stretching.
“You do not think it was a dream?”
“I ache too much for it to be a dream,” she replied.
The Master wished he was apologetic but it was such exquisite pain he saw the covers slip down revealing the fullness of her breasts: “Well,” he sighed, “I should get going … Planets to conquer … Megalomania to spread …”
“So you did come here because you knew we were?” she accused. “I am NOT something you conquered you know!”
“I know,” he sighed, leaning over he tenderly stroked her face as her eyes gazed deeply into his: “the one that does,” he sighed as he pressed his lips against hers holding them there for a moment before he broke it, “should treat you with the utmost respect.”
Nyssa’s mouth went dry as he teased her lower lip down to kiss her again. One more kiss, what is wrong with that?
“Nyssa, I need your help?” Adric burst in the room and blinked at the sight before him. Mouth dropped at the sight of her breasts almost pressed against the Master’s naked body. “What … what …?”
“You will find out when you’re old enough,” the Master sneered as he rose from his seat, “now, my next step is to be determined by my Lady Nyssa? What shall I do … Nyssa? Stay or go?”
Fluttering her eyes at a still shocked Adric she gazed back into the Master’s eyes: “Stay,” she sighed.
“I shall find some clothes in the Doctor’s TARDIS, he MAY have had some taste at a distant point in his life!”
Adric quickly stepped aside as Nyssa covered herself up: “What? I don’t understand?”
Flushing with shame and a hint of embarrassment Nyssa stared at him: “No, you never do, do you?” she snapped angrily standing up with the bedsheet wrapped around her body, “it’s called desire- Lust - things that are not found in any Mathematical or Scientific Texts. Things Tegan understands! It’s part of the heart!”
“YOU, desire the Master?” he sneered.
“No but he desires me! I could not say no,” Adric opened his mouth, “and no, I was not hypnotised - not in that way. Seduction is another form of hypnotism,” she finished. “I wanted to hurt him. I bruised his body. I hit him several times - I did not feel any better for doing so!”
Adric shut his mouth and was trying to think of an answer when the Doctor strode in, hands in pocket: “You should see what Tegan’s done on the beach, it’s really quite remarkable,” he glanced at Nyssa’s somewhat unkempt state, “troublesome nap?”
“No,” she sighed. “It was quite nice - now, if you do not mind, I need a shower and something else to wear is the weather still warm or has it become considerably chilly?”
“It’s still quite warm,” the Doctor said. “Very warm actually!”
“Right,” she said as she imperiously walked out of her room: “See you two later.”
“Nyssa,” the Doctor asked following her outside, “where is the Master? Gone I hope!”
“On the contrary Doctor,” the Master walked up panther like in a pair of black trousers and a red shirt that remained open revealing his chest hairs, “by the request of my Lady Nyssa I am to stay.”
“Excuse me!” Nyssa mumbled rushing past the Master, he followed her as she struggled to make a quick getaway in those sheets.
“What were you doing with Nyssa?” Adric demanded.
“Tucking her in,” the Master replied with a merry twinkle as he walked out of the TARDIS to the beach.
The Doctor glanced at Adric: “All right, what was it you saw?”
“Nyssa - and HIM,” Adric said, “naked and …!”
“I get the picture!”
“You are not shocked?”
“Nothing about the Master shocks me, Adric.”
“But … Nyssa?”
“Yes, well - she has Tegan and I would bet on Tegan winning a fight over the Master any day!”
“Nyssa called it Desire?”
“Yes, Adric - something your parents had to get you. Mine had to get me and Nyssa’s hers … it’s part of the circle of life! Oh, must give that to Andrew Lloyd Webber!”
“Doctor,” Adric said, “I thought she detested the Master?”
Sighing the Doctor shook his head, one day he would have to take Adric aside to talk about the differences between men and women and the connections with desire. Love and hate cannot be so easily defined as a simple mathematical equation. The moment he stepped out onto the beach he would take the Master aside - but he wasn’t there!
“Has the Master gone?” he whispered to Tegan who had just finished hanging up the last tea light. Flickering different colours against their thin, papery frames.
“No,” she sighed. “Doctor, I have to tell you that I saw him with Nyssa … they were naked and …”
“I have gathered. Surprised his blood isn’t smattering Nyssa’s walls.”
“That would not have helped Nyssa.”
“No,” The Doctor sighed as he gazed down at what Tegan was wearing. Throat felt a little constricted as her body was now in a figure hugging jungle print strapless dress. A tiger prowled around her legs as her feet were adorned with green flip flops and a silver anklet glittered in the light. A small red heart draped down leading to her foot. “Tegan, please don’t leave me?” she opened her mouth, “yes I know how important your career is and I understand you feel like a fish out of water but … I need you, Tegan,” his eyes gazed steadily into hers. Adric watched shaking his head with puzzlement. “Please?” he murmured as he brushed his lips against hers, sweetness met his as she murmured Doctor, in his mouth. Wrapping her arms around her waist he drew her closer towards him. Pressing her tight against his body, the Doctor deepened the kiss. Gently, his tongue tamed hers as the kiss developed, her heart beat against his left one. With a squeeze at her waist the Doctor was about to lift her up when a flash met them.
“Surprise, Doctor!” the Master grinned.
“What are you doing?”
“Taking a picture. I actually like camera’s.”
“That is not a camera I have ever seen!” Tegan said folding her arms beneath her chest.
“It is from your future, Tegan,” the Master stepped up to her, “it’s called digital,” he pressed play and showed the still of her first tender kiss in years, she looked happy and the Doctor held her so warmly, “I could print this out?”
The Doctor shook his head: “You shouldn’t show Tegan…”
“Her future? Unless she can work out how to design it and make it I see that I am causing no harm.”
“Where’s Nyssa?”
“In the shower,” Adric said, thankful that he could answer something at last.
With a meaningful glance at the Master Tegan walked off to talk to Nyssa.
“All right, Master,” The Doctor scowled drawing him away from Adric’s ears, which was a relief to Adric. “I know what you did with Nyssa.”
“I gave her a chance to say no,” the Master said. “She even beat me black and blue,” he showed the Doctor a scratch she gave him, “Interestingly, she doesn’t hate, not passionately. After her angry outburst she started crying and then we carried on with such exquisiteness,” the Master sighed, “the strangest thing happened!”
“Oh, tell me do?” the Doctor exclaimed with sarcasm.
“She yelled out my real name!”
“Your …”
“Yes, what do you make of that?”
“I have no idea,” the Doctor sighed. “You are sure … you’re ACTUAL name?”
“It may have been many lives ago when we last used our name’s Doctor, but we have forgotten neither,” the Master sighed. “I asked her and she said all she knew was that she did not want to say my ‘title’. I felt quite elated at hearing it for the first time!”
“First time?”
“That’s what it felt like - it felt as if that, in that moment, I wasn’t the Master anymore - just him, that youth that had so many visions. The youth that probably needed a woman like Nyssa …”
A lump formed in the Doctor’s throat. Nostalgia crept over him too, Nyssa had made the Master young again. “You know,” the Doctor said, “we could part as friends. Make up?”
“Never ever break up?” the Master sneered. “You know that is not possible. We have burnt too many star systems with our hatred for us to reconcile now,” they watched as Tegan walked out of the TARDIS,
“Right,” she said, “thank yourself lucky that Nyssa told me she knew what she was doing - if I find out that you have in any way, brainwashed her, you will feel the might of ULURU on you mate, see how you squeeze yourself out of that!”
“Uluru?” Adric asked.
“Otherwise known as, Ayres Rock. It’s a bloody big mountain and there is a CURSE on it!”
“How is Nyssa coming along?”
“She’s getting dressed - I want a word with the Master on my own, Doctor,” the Doctor nodded as he walked back to the barbecue - he was hungry again. There was some extraordinary plant life on this Planet, Be nice to just take a biological break for a while.
Once Tegan was sure the Doctor was out of listening range she glared fiercely at him: “I know what you did,” she said coolly, “I know how close it could have come for it to have been ME that found herself in your slimy grip. Now I wish it was - at least I know what it’s like to be taken over by a monster. Nyssa is still an innocent - your little frolic won’t have cured her of that!”
“You really do care and love Nyssa, don’t you?” the Master said calmly.
“Just be careful! As I said, there is a fine line between Love and Hate, to Nyssa - don’t think yourself immune!”
“Tegan Jovanka, worried about me?”
“Surprisingly, yes!” she said. “I don’t want anyone to die. I know they have to but it doesn’t necessarily mean I have to like it.”
“You truly are remarkable,” he sighed reaching out to touch her face.
“Don’t touch her!” Adric said striding up to Tegan and pulled her away from The Master. “Are you all right?”
“Thank you, Adric,” Tegan smiled rubbing his arm. “Don’t be too upset with what the Master and Nyssa did, it’s sometimes how things go - Nyssa is right - sometimes polar opposites do attract and you can’t get more polar than those two!”
“You aren’t condoning it?”
“Of course not - in fact I wished it would have been me.”
“I’d rather it be nobody!” he said as he picked up his Maths book, “I think I’ll just stick to Maths!”
“I sometimes wished I stuck to surfing,” Tegan sighed. “I was the mistress of the waves - the wind and spray in my face,” sighing she turned to the darkened ocean - the silvery moon shimmering in the gently curling waves, “Too late to do that now,”
“Tegan,” the Doctor said pulling her elbow. “I am sorry for, well, kissing you,”
“Nothing to apologise for,” she said with an upturned smiled.
The Doctor was about to reply but his gaze rested on Nyssa. The Master’s jaw went wide open at the sight that walked out of the TARDIS. Gracefully, every inch the Princess, Nyssa walked out onto the sand. Highlighting her flawless cheekbones, her hair was pinned up at the sides , crystal clear eyes gazed out proudly as she walked in black strapless flat heeled sandals. Shimmering elegantly in a tight fitting, figure hugging midnight blue sequined dress - a slit up the left leg showing how firm and wonderful her thighs were. The Master walked up to her straight away and touched her shoulder: “My Lady?” he murmured deeply in her ear. Slowly, she turned her head and the Master wanted suddenly to bow down to her - so imperial was her aurora.
“How is this Tegan?” Nyssa asked.
“It’s gorgeous, Nyssa - I am not taking you to Australia that is for certain. You deserve a king!”
“Or a Master,” the Master whispered as he breathed in her heady scent. The feel of his breath down her neck made Nyssa want to stick to him like glue. The Master caught a glimpse of her neckline and wanted so much to kiss it. “So,” he said loudly, “what have you got in store for us this merry evening, Tegan?”
“We could tell stories.”
“Stories, why?”
“Earth camping tradition. My dad and I used to scare our mum rigid with our gruesome ghostly tales. I had quite the imagination when I was a little girl - wrote some of them down,” she sighed, “that was before … well … when I lived a nightmare, the ghost stories lost their affect somehow,” glancing up she noticed that The Doctor’s eyes were on her - completely on her. “after all, what is less scary than having k…”
“Having what?” Nyssa questioned walking up to her friend, reaching out to touch her but Tegan took a step back. “Tegan, I’m your friend.”
“It doesn’t matter,” she mumbled.
“You had better come out with it, Tegan,” the Doctor said calmly.
“And lose what little respect you got for me?” she burst out angrily. “To have you realise what a rotten, horrible, nasty person I am.”
“You’re not!” Nyssa exclaimed. “You are the most wonderful woman I have ever known.”
“I KILLED SOMEONE ALL RIGHT!” Tegan yelled before rushing off into the foliage sobbing leaving the company stunned, all except the Master.
Blinking Adric turned to Nyssa to see her reaction. “I had better go after her,” she said. “Make her realise I do not care a jot!”
“NO!” the Master said grabbing Nyssa’s arm. “Not on your own. I think, actually, I had better see to this.”
“She is MY FRIEND!”
“If something dangerous is out there ,,,?”
“You forget,” Nyssa reached up inside the right thigh and brought out a tiny laser gun, “I CAN look after myself!” with that she took her arm out of the Master’s hand and went after Tegan.
“Stop her, Doctor!” Adric exclaimed.
“I am afraid with all my time travelling, Adric, I have yet to meet a companion who will stay put when told. You are almost as bad as the others.”
“Still in the jungle on their own. They’re just girls!”
Rolling his eyes the Master cuffed Adric around the head: “They are both women, Adric!” he said. “Competent, intelligent and wonderful women!”
“What do you know?” Adric moaned.
“Damnit boy you live with them in a sense, you surely can not tell me that something doesn’t stir inside you when you look at them?”
“I like them sure but …”
“Ignorant boy - a good woman is like fine art - Never loses her beauty or her strength, Both Nyssa and Tegan are fine art!”
“I am sure that both will be safe,” the Doctor said cutting in.
Suddenly both the Master and the Doctor felt a chill go down their spines as a whoosh and a thump caused them to turn their heads slowly. Nyssa and Tegan also heard and had rushed out, turned out Tegan had not gone too far and both had actually heard what the Master said about them. The Master gazed at Nyssa and was pleased to see her blush as she gazed back at him.
A little red in the eye Tegan stuck behind Nyssa as curiosity brought her out of her sorrow.
“Another TARDIS!” The Doctor smiled. “I wonder which me it is!”
The women had joined the men and watched as a woman stumbled out of the TARDIS. Suddenly, Nyssa noticed the Master had taken hold of her hand and, looking up he had become white as a sheet - whoever this was, Nyssa was surprised to see the Master showing fear. The Doctor rolled his eyes and threw his hands up in despair.
“What the …?” the woman said as she stared at the people on the beach. “Right!” she hissed marching straight up to the Master as her arm raised Nyssa deftly caught the woman’s wrist and turned her around pointing her laser gun at the stranger’s throat.
“DON’T you even think about it!” she hissed. “This is a place of peace and serenity and truth. Who are you?”
“I am the RANI!” the woman snarled struggling in Nyssa’s grip. The Master smirked at the Doctor. “I am from Gallifrey and that man I want to kill!”
“Which one?” Nyssa said tightening her hold on the RANI’s neck.
“The one with the insanely idiotic beard!” the RANI choked out.
“Why?”
“Because when I last set eyes on that face he promised me his support in my schemes as long as I helped him destroy the Doctor!”
“Why doesn’t THAT surprise me,” Tegan said arching an eyebrow stepping around to face the RANI, “why do you want to kill the Doctor?”
“Because we are all old friends, aren’t we?” the Doctor said with a smile. “But I think I’d remember if you tried to kill me!”
“Shall I kill her Doctor?” Nyssa asked coldly. The Master was somewhat impressed at how clinical she sounded. “I am somewhat reminded of a stepmother I once had!”
“No, Nyssa, as you said this is a place of peace and serenity. Leave her be!”
“Weak willed, Doctor!” the RANI snarled as Nyssa released her grip. “Now, let me see who tried to be my assassin?” spinning on her heel the Rani eyed Nyssa with an arched eyebrow. “I see my error - wrong companions. Wrong Doctor too, though, I have to admit you do look better like that!”
Gritting her teeth Tegan stood in front of the Doctor: “Eye up something else,” she hissed.
“You never did have good taste, Doctor!” she sneered. “though,” she purred turning to Nyssa, “I can quite see where you are coming from with this little one,” using her finger nail she tilted Nyssa’s chin up. “Such an interesting aspect, not from Earth.”
“No, I am from a dead Planet!”
“Oh?”
“He blew it up when he could not rule us entirely,” Nyssa said pointing at the Master.
“Killed an entire Planet but left you alone … hmm,” the Rani stalked around Nyssa, “He has made a woman of you I see.”
“What are you doing here?” Adric asked her.
“Not an Earth boy either?”
“No, I am Alzarian a planet in E-Space.”
“You HAVE been around haven’t you, Doctor?” The RANI sneered, “and the mouthy one is from Earth. Ugh, I hate that Planet - affects my lungs!”
“Well, I am sure the feelings mutual!” Tegan snapped back, “you’re affecting my vision! Come on, Nyssa!” she grabbed Nyssa’s hand, “lets leave the college buds to it!”
“Buds?”
“Friends, am I going to have to write an Earth slang dictionary so that you can stop quizzing me?”
“Sorry,” Nyssa said.
“This is an interesting turn of events,” the Master said. “Just leave Nyssa alone!” he warned as he went to join the young women.
Raising an eyebrow the Doctor smiled, “So, up to your old tricks?”
“I am.”
“Nice to know some things don’t change.”
“You do realise the Master has had his wicked …”
“Yes, I am fully cognizant of that fact,” the Doctor said. “Nyssa has assured Tegan that it was consensual.”
“Is that her name?” The RANI sneered, “well, this sounds like an awful place to be!”
“Lots of vegetation…”
“Do not expect me to mingle!”
“Of course I won’t!”
“What is Nyssa’s speciality?”
“Bio chemistry,” The Doctor replied before walking off to sit next to Tegan. Tegan had found some chairs and a table and brought them out. Adric was propping a book against a glass. Leaving the RANI open mouthed and her eyes once again rested on Nyssa.
“I like her … trouble is so does the Master!” she mumbled. “I could do with a daughter like her!”
“Look,” Nyssa said to Tegan, “I do not think any the worse of you.”
“You hate the Master - he’s killed several people you didn’t know.”
“What brought about the tragedy?”
The Rani had edged closer to listen to the conversation. “When I was … raped …” Tegan sighed glancing down at the table, the Doctor reached a hand over and accidentally brushed her knee, he kept it there the moment he witnessed a blush creep into her cheeks, “I was hurt … in pain, My attacker had a knife,” gulping she reached over to the Doctor’s coat as something solid to grab onto, “I was lying on the pavement … my fiancee’s blood all over me,” Adric had put the book down by now, “He was still breathing. With all his strength, he took my hand and placed it over his heart: My body may die,” tears dropped down her cheeks as she recalled the story, “he said: My brain may stop working but my heart …” even the Master felt a lump rise to his throat, “my heart will always be yours, my brave, wonderful Tegan!” the Doctor’s hand had slipped up Tegan’s leg to the inner thigh, “he reached up with his hands and, as I leant down to kiss him his grip slackened in mine,” tears were now glistening on her cheeks, “Aborigines may not believe in the land belonging to anybody but my heart is always yours - yours cannot always be mine,” The Master was awed by how composed she was staying, “The moment he died my attacker zipped up his trousers and said: Good riddance to trash! With that, I turned, saw the knife lying on the floor and in a blind rage I rushed to the knife but he spotted it before me. With a brush he punched me back to the floor and leaned down, his eyes -” Tegan shuddered, “the scariest I have ever seen in my life, glinting maliciously as he tilted the point of the knife on my throat: Now you slept with trash - that makes you a piece of turd,” she looked up into the Doctor’s eyes, “he killed the man I was going to marry what else could I do? He raped me, I was bleeding - I was … well,” she sighed, “with the last of my energies I managed to take his wrist and push the knife away from my throat, when I was certain I was safe I stood up but,” Tegan now looked at Nyssa who was nothing but empathy, “he caught my wrist and swung me around: DIE BITCH! he shouted, then … then I punched him in the nose, grabbed his wrist tightly and twisted it around and, I misjudged the angle and it went right between the ribs … that night I realised I had to get out of Australia. Let me be,” she said, “I find myself suddenly tired. I did not enjoy killing him. I didn’t want to - all I wanted was to divert the knife away from me and run,” with a heavy sigh she walked towards the TARDIS, “that is why I need to get back to my job so much, Doctor. Training has helped me to gain some confidence again, I am unfit for this sort of life.”
With a sad turn of the head Tegan walked back in the TARDIS. Adric pushed his chair out and kicked angrily at the sand: “THAT is … that is …”
“You don’t hate her, do you?” Nyssa asked.
“No, I don’t blame her! My brother died to save me, she was only protecting herself!”
“I certainly don’t blame her one bit!” Nyssa said. “Is it against the law where she comes from to have done that?”
“No,” the Master said. “Even on Earth they view self defence as a good reason to kill someone. Legally, Tegan would not have had to go through courts or prison. The Police may have questioned her thoroughly but with a good lawyer she would have not even seen a Courthouse.”
“You can see inside peoples minds,” Nyssa said to him, “can you also see memories?”
“I can - and I have seen and, sadly, she did see inside a courthouse, thankfully there was a very sympathetic jury who believed her entirely.”
“What would have happened if …?”
“Imprisoned.”
“That’s despicable - just for defending herself against evil?”
“How long for?” Adric asked.
“Depending on the charge - Manslaughter would have considerably reduced the sentence,” The Master said, “Seven maybe ten years with parole if she behaved, a whole lifetime if found guilty of cold blooded murder. I was most Wanted Criminal for a time on Earth,” the Master sighed and shrugged his shoulders, Nyssa wished he would not smile about something so wrong. She also wished she did not want to rip his shirt off right here and now. “As I said, thankfully, she had a sympathetic jury who ruled self defence and was released without charge. She still had to leave.”
Adric scowled: “That’s not fair though, why should she have left her home?”
“She was known as the girl who let a different coloured man in her bed - people were beginning to ostracise her for it - treating her as an outcast!”
“The loveliest woman I have ever known and that is how she was treated in her own home! Doctor, IF the TARDIS gets us to Tegan’s neighbourhood do not expect me to be kind!”
Oh please, Nyssa, the Master thought, you are so glorious and powerful when you are angry - you do realise that I CAN feel pain and you are hurting me right now!
“You cannot let your feelings take over your head, Nyssa, this happened …”
“NOT TOO LONG AGO!” Nyssa yelled.
“So much for peace and serenity,” the RANI leered.
“Shut up!” Nyssa snapped.
“I tell you if something like that happened on TRAKEN, my father would have given Tegan around the clock protection offering her bed and board as he did so making sure no one got close to her! You know he would - it’s what he did with you when you needed it!”
“I know Nyssa but…”
“But what? Tegan has been there for us - even against her will, and has been nothing but loyal, brave, good and a friend. Without her we would have achieved nothing in Castrovalva - she gave up her job to help you - she drove an ambulance to get you to the TARDIS to stop you from dying. TEGAN does not deserve to be ostracised! I don’t care if she slept with a purple four armed being from the Planet EXCRON - she is still my friend!”
“Are you finished?” the Doctor asked.
“For now!”
“I was about to say … but, I have a theory as to why the TARDIS won’t take her back to where she wants - as you say, Tegan is all those things and more - so much more,” Nyssa gritted her teeth trying to keep another rant inside her, The Master was becoming severely aroused by her passion and it was starting to chafe slightly he began to squirm in his seat, the RANI noticed and chuckled within herself. “the TARDIS has always taken me to where I was actually needed even if I didn’t know it myself at the time. I was not meant to go to TRAKEN but I got a warning,” Nyssa sharply turned her head up, “as you well know. I’ve fought Vampires before then even if I hadn’t wanted to. You know why the TARDIS does this?”
“Because she’s old?” Nyssa snapped.
“No, because she knows what is best for me. All Timelords has a connection to their TARDIS - it’s like … a human with a dog, sometimes the Dog senses things in their owners - some have even managed to sniff out cancer’s and saved their owner’s lives - the TARDIS is like that - she senses a cancer and I am the Doctor sent to cure it! Like all Doctor’s I need junior staff to help me with my delicate operations, nurses … you know, it is very interesting but my first human companions, Ian and Barbara were also taken without their consent - they travelled with me for two Earth years and, eventually, they found a way back. Tegan will too, in her own time - but those two - school teachers - Science and History - accomplished so much! They helped soften me - would you believe I was a cynical old beggar. A bit of a grouch. I took those two because I thought that they would steal our technology! It was very early on in my travels, I must admit and had only been to Earth once before. I only went there to hide something.”
“What?”
“I forget now where I put it.”
Nyssa shook her head: “What are you actually saying … in short, if you don’t mind?”
“In short … ah,” he smiled, “I believe the TARDIS wants Tegan to come back to herself first - to come to terms with her past and realise that she CAN use it for good. I firmly believe that Tegan is capable of many great things - she just needs to believe in herself.”
“It is still not right!”
“No it is not but Tegan has to use her talents for good - she speaks other languages besides English and Aborigine - she is feisty and strong - prepared to fight for what she believes in. Feels empathy AND sympathy, hates the thought of people not being punished for wrongful acts - will stand in front of a stranger to save it’s life - wherever that stranger came from. She holds no prejudice. She wants to try and have fun - to forget - but I don’t think she should. I think she should help the tribe of her fiancee - help those who have no power to help themselves.”
“That is what I wish to do.”
“You will, Nyssa. I don’t want Tegan to leave me just yet anyway, I have got used to saying hello to people … I find it very hard to say goodbye.”
Nyssa sighed as the quiet was broken only by the seemingly invisible ocean lapping gently with the tide against the shore.
“Do you want me to see if she is okay?” she said.
“I will,” the Doctor said. “You know, Nyssa, if you’re father knew how wonderfully you defended Tegan just now - he’d burst with pride!”
“I know,” Nyssa said with a hint of a sad smile.
After putting his jacket on The Doctor entered his TARDIS to find Tegan.
“Well, I am off to bed,” Adric said. “I am tired. See you tomorrow Nyssa wherever we may land.”
“Goodnight Adric,” Nyssa said. “Personally I am not ready to go to bed. I shall walk along the shore line to meditate,” she rose elegantly from her seat, “I wish Tegan could have said something sooner.”
“As you mentioned,” the Master said taking hold of her hand causing her to gaze in his eyes - they seemed to be pleading to take him with her, “this is the place of truth.”
“Only for dark secrets it seems,” Nyssa said withdrawing her hand away, “I shall not go too far - just far enough for me to really think.”
The RANI took the seat Nyssa vacated and followed the Master’s gaze: “Pretty little thing, isn’t she?”
“What do you know?” he growled.
“I know your type when I see it,” the RANI sneered back, “Always the sweet little good girls - the seducer in you cannot help yourself.”
“My dear Rani, you sound almost jealous!” the Master smirked folding his arms across his chest leaning back in his seat. “well, I have bedded her and she is most responsive.”
“What did you do to her that caused all those contusions?”
“Blew up her Planet, like she said.”
“Is that all?”
“Well, there is the small matter of my absorbing her father’s body so I did not have to die!”
Mendaciously the RANI laughed full and throaty: “Well, well - so you are a rogue, so how did you persuade her?”
“I kissed her and made her feel wanted and needed as a woman rather than as a scientist.”
“Wonderfully scandalous,” the RANI said also leaning back in her chair. “Go on, I see your NEED for her is burgeoning within. Satiate it.”
“They say romance is dead!”
The RANI giggled back; sometimes the Master made her feel sane, other times she wanted to kill him. Oddly enough she felt almost sisterly towards him: “The Doctor gets soppier as he gets older!”
“Whilst, we dear RANI, are the epitome of cool logic,” the Master grinned as he rose up from his seat.
The RANI rolled her eyes as The Master walked behind her chair: “Nyssa knows my REAL name by the way - so do not be fooled by that sugar sweet countenance.”
“I have never been fooled by any countenance!”
“Except mine, once!” he murmured offering a quick peck on her sharp boned cheek before walking off to find his conquest.
“What is this Planet?” The RANI murmured as she entered her own TARDIS. “Still, plant life will help with my plans! Before I do that though,” she switched on a screen, “show me the Master and the girl Nyssa with sound!”
The Rani sat back to enjoy the show.
The Master was sat with his legs stretched out and Nyssa leaning back into his arms, resting his chin over her shoulder, Nyssa was stroking up and down his arm: “I wanted to meditate you know,” she sighed.
“Meditate, do not let me stop you.”
“I am USED to meditating on my own,” Nyssa sighed. “You could have sat besides me,” the Master nuzzled his nose in her hair the warm night heightened her perfume intoxicating his senses. “You DO know what that means?”
“I do,” he murmured lingering a kiss just behind her ear causing her heart to beat ten times faster. “Nyssa, can I ask you a question?”
“Go ahead,” she sighed, “you seem to be stuck by my side whether I like it or not.”
“When we made love you screamed my ‘real’ name.”
“I have explained, I do not know how I knew your real name.”
“Yes you do,” the Master said. “You saw inside my head, didn’t you?”
“No, I would never …”
“Maybe not intentionally but you did?”
“I could not help it, it was there - like an open book on a table - tantalizing and inviting,” she tilted her head up to look in his eyes: “I’m … sorry, that happened to you.”
“Shh,” the Master murmured as he gazed deeply into her eyes, those wide beautiful blue orbs of sapphire, “we do not wish to spoil our true hatred for each other now, do we?”
“But that was so utterly unfair what you went through.”
“Tegan Jovanka has also suffered a wrong.”
“Yes I want to kill that town for what they did to her!”
“Be careful, Nyssa, that is how I started …”
“I thought you would want to encourage evil?”
“Some things are far too delicate,” he said slowly lowering his head, “I would not expect a rose to be ugly,” his lips were close to hers - this was dangerous, Nyssa knew it was but right here she felt … safe, without intending to Nyssa’s lips parted and the Master pressed his against them tasting her mouth: “you are the most delicately crafted rose, Nyssa,” their lips touched again. “You are not meant for evil!”
“What are we doing?” Nyssa found it hard to breathe and her words felt as if they were forced out.
“We are making love in the warmth of a full moonlit night by the shore,” he answered. His eyelashes brushed gently against her cheek. How can a feathery touch burn so much?
“How … many … before me?”
“I am over Seven hundred years old, Nyssa.”
“So quite a few, then?”
“Yes, but none Like you, my dear,” he whispered as his fingers lazily dropped on her naked left thigh.
“I hope you are not saying that,” she whispered. “was one of them that she devil?”
“She devil?” the Master chuckled nuzzling his nose beneath her chin.
“Stop doing that!”
“Doing what?”
“Brushing your beard on my skin.”
“Why?” he asked with a wicked leer, eyes glinting dangerously, “Oh,” he feigned realisation, “you LIKE it, don’t you?”
“No, I don’t, that is why I wish you would not!”
“You are talking to the man who coached Casanova!” the Master grinned as his beard pressed against her smooth neck. Nyssa giggled.
“Stop it, I’m ticklish!”
“Lesson number one,” he said, “never tell a vile seducer you are ticklish. Especially one as fiendish as I.”
“You haven’t answered my question!”
“Was the she devil one of my many conquests?” The Master whispered in her ear, “no, she was not. I would not touch her if you offered me a star system!”
The RANI smirked a little. Glittering cold eyes twinkled: “Only because I said no!” she chuckled.
“That’s saying something for you then!” Nyssa said.
“Yes it is,” he consented, “I went to the Academy with her that was enough. Oddly enough I do not feel that way with the Doctor - I enjoy our little run-ins, I think he is one person I could never kill.”
“Yet the one you want to the most.”
“Now you understand your own predicament.”
“Pardon?”
“You hate me, despise me - yet, I am sure if someone placed a gun in your hand and told you to shoot me - you wouldn’t.”
“Depends on what the situation was, If you hurt the Doctor - I might.”
“What if, say, I saved the Doctor for once and yet …”
“Is that likely to happen?”
“No,” he said. “Not too soon.”
“So,” Nyssa said gazing up into his eyes, “what happens now?”
“Well, we have had the matinee,” he whispered touching her lips, “time for the Late Night Premiere.”
“What does…” her question was stopped with a tender kiss, the Master’s hand slipped around her waist and rested on her stomach as the kiss deepened he held her tightly against his body, she felt his member swollen, against her back. Nyssa’s tongue eagerly slid into his mouth revelling in his salty, masculine flavour. “Sorry!” she gasped breaking the kiss apart.
“Nothing to apologise for,” he murmured before touching her lips again. Confidence was growing within her as she ran her hands through his hair keeping his head close to hers. Sweetly whispering his real name inside his mouth. “Nyssa!” he growled as she positioned herself on his lap they were facing each other, her legs bent at the knees her toes touching his outer thigh. Delicate fingers took hold of the Master’s open red collar: “You are becoming quite confident, aren’t you?”
The Rani arched an eyebrow: “She is indeed something quite lovely,” she sighed as she continued watching.
“Just kiss me,” she purred brushing her lips against his.
One hand rested around her head, fingers were entwined in her soft, dark honeyed tendrils whilst the other hand spread across her back supporting her. “As you wish,” he sighed as he pulled her head closer and hungrily kissed her. Passion overtook tenderness as they bruised and bit at each others lips to encourage the lashing tongues inside their mouths as they both moaned each other’s name passionately over and over again. Nyssa clenched her legs tightly around his as the passion intensified with the heat of the night mingling with her perfume and his cologne. The rough beard touching her skin seemed to only bring out the carnal in Nyssa. Their movements matching that of the ocean.
Hands were all over each other as they swayed with the kiss neither wishing to break apart but both knowing they had to, Her hand was down near his zip. Suddenly she broke the kiss as she felt his bulging manhood.
“You are not scared?”
“We have been intimate already,” she said huskily.
“Yes but that was a scientific experiment,” he replied brushing his lips against hers, “now it’s more …”
“Emotional?”
“Yes, more to do with desire.”
“Why are you doing this to me?”
“I could ask you the same question.”
His hand was now on her exposed thigh, The long middle finger stretched towards her femininity. “I have done nothing to you.”
“On the contrary, Nyssa,” he growled, “you are torturing me just by being alive.”
“Then kill me,” she murmured as her her forehead bumped against his. “I dare you!” her eyes gazed into his.
“I don’t want to kill you, Nyssa,” he raised his eyes as he saw how hot her eyes were, “I can’t!”
“I am just a girl from an extinct Planet.”
The Master laid down on his back dragging her with him then smoothly rolled over so he was now on top of her: “I can no more kill you than I can the Doctor!”
Gazing up and down her body he tenderly ran his hot hand up her waist massaging under the rib cage causing her to mewl with pleasure: “This is hurting me,” she said, “but it is such wonderful pain.”
Stroking down his spine to reach his waistband she went round to the front and popped open the button and slowly, tenderly, unzipped his trousers: “Oh my …” the Master did not know what to say as he felt her hands slip down his jeans feeling his taut, muscular legs: “Nyssa!” he exclaimed quivering under her delicate touch.
Once the Master kicked his shoes off he shook off the jeans and left them lying yards away on the beach behind her head: “I want you,” Nyssa murmured as she reached her slender arms around his neck.
Her legs had twisted around his her dress hitched up to her waist exposing her delicate, pale legs: “Here and now, you are mine, Nyssa of Traken: I tolerate no rivals, your affections - your desire - even of your hatred!”
“And if I see you gazing at the She Devil?”
“I promise you, Nyssa, I shall behave the way I wish for you to,” he brushed his chin on her neck, revelling in the moan of delight she gave and kissed her throat as she held his head there, before tilting his head and dotted hot dry kisses along the line of her neck, she arched up and clenched her legs close to his waist to encourage him to come inside her: “I mean it, Nyssa … no one else!”
“No one else,” she agreed.
With a slight grunt he gently eased into her, sheathing his sword, as Casanova put it: “Nyssa,” he growled as she closed her legs around his body.
Moaning a little with him so tight inside her she just needed to fulfill her desire for this man that continued to cause her heart to ache with a dangerous concoction of desire and hate. Wishing to hurt him as he did her. The ache deep inside her was appeased somewhat by his kisses, his hands squeezing her flesh and the way his beard felt against her burning skin: “I …” Nyssa began …
The Rani switched the screen off: “The old fox,” she giggled, “definitely up to his own tricks again, Though I can hardly blame him - the girl is rather receptive - a lot of repressed passion finally having an outlet! Now, let us see what the Doctor is getting up too!”
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