𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫~

[She could berate herself for this, later.] Come here. [Gently pushing up onto the balls of her feet, Posie relents to desire and presses her lips against the Master’s, only furthering the contact when she’s met with shared enthusiasm.]

[That smug, twisted smile. Against her better judgment, she wanted nothing more than to wipe the grin off of his face. Walking into his arms, she presses close and slips an arm around his neck, drawing the time-lord forward until the space between them was eradicated.] Would —

[Pinching the bridge of her nose, the much smaller blonde releases a withheld sigh and saunters forward. Much to her displeasure, really.] Miss you? Of all people? I think you know the answer.

Good grief.

In your dreams.

…………

🤨❓

🙎‍♀️

I think your colorful history with the Doc says otherwise.

Innocent? Pft, as if. You and I both know better than that.

𝘔𝘦𝘢𝘯? Me? Perhaps a tad — can’t say it hasn’t been warranted, however.

I’d say it’s good to see you, but then I’d be lying~.

Oh, ain’t this just my luck ——

Unexpected, but of course Jack ran along, grinning a little as they entered the... Well, rather hidden TARDIS.

Taking a deep, silent breath, as if to calm himself and fully settle on his decision... He takes his hand.

"Your TARDIS."

"in private, I'm not letting the public watch this."

Been there, done that. He blinks. Thinking. Considering. "Sure, okay, why not."