Your Master (Master x Reader)

[A/N: Yes, I'm talking about the Master from Doctor Who. And yes, I'm talking about when he's still alive and in his regeneration of the episodes: "The Beat of the Drums" and "The last of the Time Lords".]

    The Master giggled like a child as you picked up his paperwork he slung across the floor, and you only responded with a quiet growl, to which you thanked God he didn't hear. It'd been almost five months since you'd been working for the Master, otherwise known as Mr. Saxon. You started to like it, maybe even like him, other from the fact you had to do most of his work like you are now, picking up his paperwork. "Thank you, (Y/n)." He purred, causing you to shudder as a wide smile crept across his face. Did he only do that because he knew you had a crush on him? Yes. No, wait, yes. Most definitely yes. And there he was, teasing you about it. You got up and slightly slammed the pack of papers on his desk. "Oh, are you mad, my dear (Y/n)?" Oh that was the line. Calling you, "My dear," it set something off in you, maybe a romantic tug, or rage. You couldn't decide.
    But that smile on his face, it made him look so damn sexy. Maybe even a little cute. "Don't say that to me, Master." You snapped at him. The rage took over you. "Oh I do love it when you call my name." You let the rage pass. "Yes, I know, Master." You dragged out his name, causing him to stand and walk in front of you. "(Y/n)," he purred again, wiping a strand of hair out of your face. Where had his childish attitude gone? He let his hand rest on your shoulder, while the other one slid down to your waist. He pulled his head close to your ear, where you could feel his breath hit your neck. "M-Master...what are you doing?" You mentally scolded yourself for stuttering. "Something I've tried to hold off for far too long, ever since my eyes found you." He nipped at your ear slightly, then traveled to your jaw line, where he kissed it softly. You bit your lip. Was this really happening? Or was it another dream? No, it was real. Maybe even too real. When you snapped back to reality, the Master was looking you straight in the eyes. "(Y/n)," he said huskily, as his breath hit your lips. You two were so close. So very close. You couldn't take it. You grabbed his black tie, and pulled him to yourself. You kissed him. God, what an idiot you are for doing this you thought to yourself.
    To your surprise, he kissed back. Your arms wrapped around his neck, while both of his hands were at your waist. You trailed your hands down to his, and ran your fingers over his left hand, causing him to shudder. Then you felt it. His ring. Mrs. Saxon. You started to flip out in your mind, but it was soon clouded by the fact the Master was kissing you. It was like he forgot about his own wife. Then everything went to hell. Mrs. Saxon opened the door, neither you or the Master noticed, so you kept the kiss going. "Ha-" she stopped. The Master broke the kiss and looked at her. "Hi dear. Totally not what you think." He pushed you, causing you to stumble. "Get back to work, (Y/n)!" He barked at you. You looked at him with glossy eyes. He just winked and smirked. He was yours. Your Master.