He'd told her to do it; still, when she touched his neck with her hands, pulled at his tie, the Master involuntarily swallowed. His own hands stopped for a fraction of a second before resuming, his thumbs moving in slow, lazy circles, barely grazing her nipples now.
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Date: 2009-10-06 01:04 am (UTC)"Good girl," he managed.