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6 - oakdownkoschei

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6. M/M

"WHY CAN'T YOU J...." the Doctor snapped at the other Time Lord, finally the fight pulling at the wrong strings. Groaning he let go of the edge of the table he was holding on for the last at least twenty minutes and moved quickly forwards, pushing the other into the kitchen counter, an arm wrapped around his throat to keep him still. "Enough with that." he growled in his ear, not less angry, just deciding to solve it without blood preferably. 

[regenerationxii]

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♤: Taking a bath together

Theta turned on the water as he heard the other walk into the bathroom as his head turned to him. "See? I told you that this wasn't one of my worst ideas as of yet." 

[regenerationxii]

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"Thanks, Kosch. You're not that bad yourself." 

[regenerationxii]

I want to spend Christmas with you - oakdownkoschei

"R-Really?" Theta asked as a grin came to his face. "You actually want to spend that holiday with me? I thought you weren't one for going along with those types of Earth holidays." 

[ask-xi]

Asking For Trouble [Koschei]

He hadn’t seen it coming. The promiscuous Time Lord woke, drugged and chained in an unknown room, his captor’s hand caressing his face. An attempt to speak was useless at first, the substance in his system temporarily preventing his voicebox from working.

Oh god, what now?

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Koschei turned around, humming. He reached forwad, dragging his fingers down the older Time Lord’s face. He leaned forward, a smirk tugging at his lips. “And they told me I was crazy for even thinkin’ of doin’ this.”

The Gallifreyan chuckled softly, grasping XI’s chin and shook it a bit. “Oh we are goin’ to have so much fun.”

[ask-xi]

XI gawked at the stranger, confused and wary. They were a Time Lord, that much he could gather, and there was a hint of familiarity, but he did not recognise the face. He grunted with discomfort as the other man clutched his chin, wishing he had the functions to bite him.

"Wh' 'ou oin' 'e?" he tried.