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—who would dare risk the world to win their own desire. by Riathel
Fandoms: Doctor Who (1963)
03 Jan 2026
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Summary
“Would you care for some brie, Doctor? It's very good and,” the Master gave a flash of a smirk, “on the house.”
“No, I would not,” the Doctor hissed, keeping his voice low as though it might hide them all from view.
The Master shrugged and turned to the woman sitting opposite him. “My dear?”
With half-lidded eyes, she opened her mouth, letting him place the creamy, wheat biscuit inside; his fingers lingered for too long, thumb brushing over her full bottom lip, the Master sharing her secret smile.
“Why, it is fit for a queen,” she purred.
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Or, the fic where: Galleia gets her journey to the stars and finds it lacking in stature; the Doctor gets two for the price of one, and; the Master gets in over a bit further than just his head, but not by much.