Choose Your Weapon, Rated R for Mature

[Romana]

Romana sighed and pulled up the zipper of her pink hoodie. She just couldn't stand being in the Hub on a day like today. She had a horrible nightmare that shake her to the very core. She had screamed and called out the Doctor's name when she awoke. Romana knew Jack was suspecting something when she came up that morning with her eyes red and puffy. She had to get away before he questioned her. She had no strength or urge to tell him about her recent nightmare, especially that one.

She grabbed her white scarf from the chair and wrapped it around her shoulder. She gazed at the mirror, staring at her reflection. By all means she looked like a modern and younger version of the second body. With the blond hair, a pink outerwear, and a white scarf. In fact she was wearing the same white scarf she worn back then. Romana purposely dressed like this for the sake of keeping the happy memories alive. She was heartbroken and wanted to feel like she could grasp onto the days that were grand. Romana sighed and grabbed her brown leather book bag and swung it on her shoulders.

She walked off the invisible lift she took up to Roald Dahl Plass. Stepping off, Romana was surrounded with tourist and citizens. She looked at the people, smiling. She loved humans. How they bicker, love, cry, and how they lived their short lives with their loved ones. It was a romanticize feeling that Romana was just like them. If only they knew what was out in the universe.

Romana walked towards of the stands, hoping to grab a plate of fish and chips. If only she knew she was being watched.

[The Master]

It was a cool Cardiff morning, the city was quiet and the air was crisp. The Master's breath rose in soft puffs off mist from his mouth and nose as he walked down the mall, head down, body hunched over, but dark brown eyes watching every stunted little ape that tottered around. He soon made his way to his favourite seat and ,like a king in his throne, spread himself out casually over it, his coat wrapped around him tightly, keeping the cold morning air from biting at him.

He continued to look at the humans, fascinated by how naive and stupid they all were, walking past him like he was nothing. Not that they could see through the perception filter key that hung around his neck. He'd taken The Doctor's key and kept it, not just for entertainment. Although, The Master couldn't get over the looks on human faces when he appeared from no where.

Suddenly, The Master snapped out of his musings, when his dark eyes settled upon a pretty piece. But that wasn't the reason why he had snapped out of his mental walkabout. It was the singing in his head that told him that pretty piece wasn't just absolutely gorgeous, but also the one woman who could tear apart the plan.

'Romana'

His British voice was soft, he didn't even realise he had opened his mouth to speak until he did. The Master scolded himself, lacking self control what was he coming to? He rose to his feet with the intention of walking away, far away, back to the TARDIS where he could decide on further action. But his feet had a mind of their own and walked towards the blonde lady in pink instead of away. Cursing Koschei, the last sane part of his mind that maintained the childhood dreams and ideas he used to have, he took the key from around his neck and leaned over Romana's shoulder, standing right behind her. His lips gently brushed against her as he whispered in her ear with all the charm and evil that he could muster with his alter-ego Koschei fighting for control.

'Hello gorgeous.'

[Romana]

She never had anything like British chips. A small and greasy boiled potato wedge could be found in all parts of the universe. But the ones in Cardiff was greasy and so delicious it had to be sinful. She ordered a small order of chips with a diet soda. It was the only option she had there. She sipped the acidic drink through a straw as she grabbed her food order. Romana popped one chip in her mouth and chewed on it. She groaned out in pleasure as the juices tickled her taste buds. It was bad for to eat but she loved it.

She moved away from the stand, looking for a bench to sit on. She stood in the middle of the mall, looking for a good place to sit. She didn't want to go back to the Hub so soon. Facing Jack and the team made her stomach tighten. She placed her hand over her hearts as she remember the nightmare she had before. Romana sighed, trying to forget about dream Doctor shot her in the heart. She shook her head and popped in another chip.

There came the hot breath against the back of the neck. All her senses were tingling, cautioning her, putting up alarms in her head. Then through the break of the panic, she heard the sound of another signal. A signal that has plagued her mind for months. A Time Lord was behind her. And the ones she knew that were here on Earth were not ones she wished to see.

'Hello gorgeous.'

That voice was defiantly not the Doctor's. And that could only be one other Time Lord. At the mention of his identity, she stiffed and her hand shot to her sonic. She spin around and pressed the head of the sonic deep in his belly. Her eyes narrowed as she looked up at him. "Master..." her voice was similar like the one she had as Lady President. A voice that was not to be messed with.

[The Master]

She was quick. Very quick, delightfully quick. Think of every positive adjective you can and put it in front of quick. The Master felt her sonic jab into his stomach and a bolt of pleasure shocked him slightly, a spark occurring in a region it really shouldn't have. A twisted, charming smile plastered itself on his face. But the thing that most made him jump was her tone. Lady President was in the building.

The grin on his face faded and was replaced with a little pout. 'Glad to see you too, your majesty' The smart Alec tone of his voice was bound to get her riled up. Which was what he was after. Every part of his mind loved her when she was angry, in any body she was attractive when she glared, when she threatened to kill him.

His eyes sparkled with wicked thoughts as he looked her over. She looked so good. He grinned. 'Looking good m'lady' He switched the charming smile on, very slowly gripping hold of the sonic screwdriver and pulling it up sharply. 'But honestly, a sonic screwdriver, what are you going to do with that aside form poke me to death?' He coolly let go of the device and stuck his hand in his pockets, rocking back on his heels and grinned. "So how is being the only good timelord or lady? Is it frustrating? I bet it is, Jack does get that way doesn't he?'

[Romana]

The Master was dead to her the moment he turned...well into the Master. She hated the thought that the Council out voted her just to get the Master back. And she despise the thought that he was so evil enough that the Doctor found attractive. Well, attractive enough to follow him. She wasn't even sure if the Master or the Doctor were attractive to each other. She felt sick at the thought of them going at it like bunnies. Knowing the Master, he would try something like that only to break someone's heart.

'Glad to see you too, your majesty'

She growled and jabbed the sonic harder into his belly. She was imaging it as a dagger and she was stabbing him. Oh, that thought made her feel good. It would be lovely to stab him right now.

'But honestly, a sonic screwdriver, what are you going to do with that aside form poke me to death?'

Romana's upper lip curled up in a snarl. She wanted to be able to hurt him tenfold of what she felt. He took the only man she was could ever love. He would see what a woman scorned could do. "I can try. Or I can shove it up where the sun does not shine and see if your organs open up for me." She meant every single word.

"So how is being the only good timelord or lady? Is it frustrating? I bet it is, Jack does get that way doesn't he?'

She growled again. She shouldn't have been so angry and seeking his blood but just looking at him was making her blood boil. He lifted her sonic away, commenting that it won't do any damage to him. He was right. The only weapon setting on it was to stun or numb the enemy temporary. However, Romana wasn't a president without knowing improve. She grabbed the drink in her hand and unpop the lid. The Time Lady tossed the plastic lid away and grabbed the exposed drink. She smirked before throwing the carbonated drink at the Master.

As the drink dripped from his face and onto his clothes, Romana smirked at him. "It has it's perks when you aren't breaking souls of other Time Lords like you have dear Master."

[The Master]

The day Koschei had turned, Romana hadn't been there. But she sure heard about him and she eventually found out what happened. Then she'd become a darker girl, closing herself off from everyone else. Well that was until she met The Doctor again. But her thoughts were right. They were going at it like bunnies. It kept The Doctor in check, with the Master dominating over him like that. Of course it was used for tactics, but the pleasure made it worth it all. The Master really enjoyed his little shags.

She jabbed him harder in the stomach. He winced slightly. That was getting annoying and painful. Her top lip curled into a snarl and The Master responded with a smug grin. She responded with a vicious remark and he cracked up laughing. She was so sexy like that. He was tempted to grab her and snog her, just to piss her off. But no, that could wait. He'd stir her up a little more before moving in fort he kill, so to speak.

She growled again and he chuckled, smug look plastered on his face. But she got the last laugh, within a moment she had taken the lid off her drink and poured it all over him. The Master's smirk left his face and was replaced with anger. She had poured soda over him. Not just any soda, DIET soda. That was horrible. Completely ruining his coat. His face twisted in rage as she smugly spoke to him, then, without warning, his hand lashed out, slapping him hard across the cheek.

'You little bitch' He snarled. 'No wonder The Doctor left you.'

[Romana]

The Master looked like a wet poodle. His short cropped hair was clinging to his forehead as dark liquid dripped down the slope of his nose, forming into droplets to fall to the ground. His white collar shirt was stain with soda, knowing from Ianto that soda stains were hard to get out from shirts. His silk tie absolutely ruined. It was enough to make Romana laugh. But before a small bell of laugh could escape her lips...

The Master slapped her.

Her head reeled back by the force of it. Her cheek was stinging, pulsating against her cheek bone. She felt her cheek burning right now. She turned her head back to the angry Time Lord in front of her.

'You little bitch' He snarled. 'No wonder The Doctor left you.'

It was not the slap that set her off. It was his words. The words felt like a iron glove slapping her in the soul. Her other hand dropped the basket full of chips to the ground. Her right hand curled up into a tight ball. Raising her fist like a sword, she roared out a war cry and swung her arm towards him. Her tiny hand collided with the stomach of the male alien.

And if she wasn't done, she was going to be now. She grabbed him by his tie, yanking his head down to meet her raised knee. His nose collided with the soft fabric of her pants. Romana was on a war path. She grabbed him by the shoulders and pushed him into an alley behind him. She stalked towards the Time Lord. The alley way shield them from crowds forming around them. She would finish this fight as a victor.

[The Master]

His words did the trick. Now both of the timelords were pissed off. She dropped her chips and yelled, punching him hard in the stomach. Why was it always the stomach? A fetish perhaps.Despite The Master's love of pain, this was getting beyond sexy and attractive. And that annoyed the Master, a lot. But before he could react, his nose collided with her knee. He yelped in pain and felt the hot liquid rush form his nose. Not impressed.

As Romana grabbed him by the shoulders, he relaxed, letting her lead him into the alleyway, whilst he dug into his pockets and pulled out his laser. Then, with a quick movement, he spun around and shoved her into the wall, pressing the laser hard into her stomach, hoping to at least bruise her. The blood dripped down his face, mixing in with diet soda. His face twisted into a snarl.

'Give me one VERY good reason I shouldn't fry you right now you pompous little bitch' He was panting, his face close to Romana's. His eyes met hers and he couldn't help himself. She was panting herself and she had never looked more attractive. Without even thinking he closed the gap between them, pushing his lips onto hers in a kiss that said everything. It was violent, passionate and longing. It expressed his lonely, the true deep loneliness he had felt since he had left Romana. It said what he felt, all that anger at her, all that jealousy. Most of all, it said how much he wanted her, how much he truly deeply needed her.

Well at least he hoped it did.

[Romana]

Romana pushed him into the alleyway as quick as possible. She did not this fight to be seen. It was private no person was allow to bare witness. This alleyway just so happened to be off the CCTV in the Hub. Romana did not want Jack to come over to "save her". That Immortal Freak was not about to ruin her moment of revenge. She would either get beaten and bruised or come out a winner.

The moment her hands dropped from his shoulders, getting ready to punch him again, she made a grave error. That gave the Master a room to strike. He took her and shoved her into a wall. The head of the laser screwdriver was pressing into her abdomen. That was a sonic device that was more deadly and powerful then any sonic screwdrivers. She looked at him, her passion for blood never dimming. The blood from his nose was dripping over his lips and down his chin. Romana felt proud she made his blood spill.

'Give me one VERY good reason I shouldn't fry you right now you pompous little bitch'

"You don't have the guts." she held her head up high. "You even ran away from the War. You never had the guts to kill me."

At this point, her blond hair was a mess, strands poking in front of her face. Her breath was labored by the rush of adrenaline in her system. Her chest heaved up and down by the rapid heart beating in her chest. Her pale skin was flushed with anger and passion for fighting. Romana was ready to face anything. Even death.

However not a kiss.

Her green eyes went wide as she felt the Master's lips pressed against her. In her shock, her mouth open to gasp. Again, she gave him room to strike. He slipped his slippery tongue inside her mouth, deepening the kiss. On instinct, her tongue lashed out to fight against his for territory of her mouth. It was a duel inside her mouth. Romana let out a strain groan, her cries of release were swallowed by the Master. She whimpered in protest, trying to push him off but he would not budge. She tried biting his bottom lip but she heard him groan in pleasure and pressed her against the wall further.

She had no idea what the Master was planning and she could not stop him. The kiss was her downfall.

[The Master]

The Master felt a feeling of relief wash over him as Romana responded to the unplanned kiss is the best way possible. She gasped and he pushed his tongue into her mouth. She responded on instinct, her tongue fighting his. He groaned as he wrapped his tongue around hers and stroked it roughly, passionately. He never lost a tongue war, ever. She groaned and he responded with his own groans of passion. She pushed at him, but he simply shivered at her touch. She bit on his lower lips and he moaned in pleasure and pushes her tightly against the wall. He could feel his member straining against his dress pants, craving attention.

He broke the kiss, his lips venturing lower, touching the soft flesh along her jaw line, brushing along the skin of her throat. As his lips moved, he paused momentarily to suck on the pulse point, or nibble gently at some flesh. Her smell was intoxicating. He could feel her blonde locks tickling at his face, he grinned and kissed her neck against, his hands wandering over her body, his body bulk still pinning her to wall. His cock was jabbing into her stomach, he groaned loudly and sank his teeth into her neck every time she shifted, rubbing the fabric of his clothes against his now extremely hard and sensitive member.

He lifted his head from her neck and faced her again, his eyes dark with lust, meeting her emerald orbs. "You are fucking beautiful, Romana" His voice was breathy. He didn't care about anything at the moment. He wanted, no, he needed, Romana.

[Romana]

She had to stop him. The Master was kissing her and it wasn't right. He hated her and she hated him. He was evil. Evil man with an appetite to toy with people's hearts. She wanted to kick and scratch him until he bleed. Defiantly not be snogging him. She whimpered, grabbing his shoulders, trying to pry him off her. She cursed her small frame. He was over powering her by just being born bigger.

He pulled back and for brief second she thought he would laugh at her for giving in to a simple kiss. Instead of his lips from opening to mock her, he moved and latched them on her neck. Romana gasps, jumping as the Master suckled and kissed her neck. She tried to keep the moan of pleasure from passing her lips but when he bit into her neck, her lips broke through and the sound escaped. Her eyes went wide as she felt the set of his arousal pressing against her. Now that did not feel like a laser screwdriver at all.

What was the Master doing to her and to himself?

"You are fucking beautiful, Romana"

Her cheeks went red, as red as her cheeks were with her own arousal, at the compliment. However, as sweet and nice as the words were, it broke through to her. She shook her head, her golden curls bouncing. She pushed at him again. "This isn't right..." she breathed, "You need to stop before you do something bad and drastic."

[The Master]

She whimpered, she groaned and she moaned. He could feel her cheeks heating up as she flushed with arousal. He nuzzled her neck, burying his face in her golden locks. He felt her jump when his arousal pressed against her and he smirked. It would be so deviant to take her in the alleyway. Juts like old times, when they snuck away and did it in classrooms, cupboards, hallways, anywhere they could get alone.

He couldn't think straight, the drums were too loud, the old memories screaming at him to just do it. She pushed at him. The Master side of him told him how wrong it was, how dirty she;d feel afterwards, how good it was for him, the Koschei side told him how good it would be, relieving the past. Nothing was telling him to stop, nothing at all, except the blonde girl pinned against the wall, who's cries of protest just egged The Master on.

'Romana, what could i possible do that would be bad or drastic?' He buried his head in her hair again, sucking on the pulse point on her neck. 'All i know, right now, that I want to take you right here, right now. Fuck whatever else is goign on in the world, any of my plans. Forget about that...' He pulled back for a moment. 'I. just. want. you.' He pressed his lips back against hers, savouring the smell and taste of her. She was truly addictive and intoxicating.

[Romana]

Memories resurfaced, bringing them to her frontal lobe. Memories long past forgotten. Memories of when Romana was just a know-it-all with no friends expect Theta Sigma and Koschei. Somewhere along the line, the three grew very close to each other. Especially Koschei and young Romana. She had no idea if she loved him truly and sex was an added bonus or the other way around. But either way, those two were passionate with each other. The reason why she was remembering all this stuff was because Koschie grew up to be The Master.

'Romana, what could i possible do that would be bad or drastic?'

She panted, "Something exactly like this. You are my enemy. I wanted blood not lust."

'All i know, right now, that I want to take you right here, right now. Fuck whatever else is goign on in the world, any of my plans. Forget about that...

Like with Koschie in the old days, his dirty words really got to Romana. Being a know-it-all for so long, and bossy over people, she was stuck up. Finally after having someone who could make her feel like she was being dominated made her hearts race and her groin pulsating. Romana moaned as the Master was sucking her pulse point. Right now her heart rate was going through the roof.

'I. just. want. you.'

Romana looked at him, the dark lust look in his eyes made her breath hitch. He wasn't trying to play her, try to get her to feel horrible about herself. He seriously wanted Romana. If there any ounce of truth in him, it was now. "Master..."she breathed out his name softly.

[The Master]

Koschei and Romana had been similar, but polar opposites at the same time. He wasn't certain which way the emotions rolled either, but to him it didn't matter. They had fallen panting onto beds, desks, against walls and doors, not caring for anyone or anything. To wake up almost every morning with that fine specimen of femininity next to you was paradise. Sometimes The Master would wonder why he ever left that lifestyle. Then he'd remember all the fun he'd had out in the big wide universe and realise that he might have lost a lot, but it had been fun.

And now he had an opportunity to have his cake and eat it too.

She moaned, he could feel her hearts pounding in her chest, his own hearts drumming out in unison to hers. They had always had a funny sort of chemistry. Like they hated each other, they were always fighting, but deep down they were in unison. When their eyes met, her breath hitched. She breathed out his name and he felt a jolt of pleasure shoot through him. 'I love it when you use my name'

And with that thought his kissed her on the lips and forced is tongue deep into her mouth, runnign along the back of her teeth, stroking her moist warm tongue. It felt so different but so familiar. It felt so comforting and so delightfully arousing. His cock throbbed for attention and he groaned in pleasure at the pain of being so hard, so needy. He hadn't felt this way for someone in a long, long time.

[Romana]

'I love it when you use my name'

Now her logical and revenge craved mind was now packing her bags. It was putting away clothes in a giant suitcase. It hauled the heavy suitcase out the door. And in replaced of the mind, in walked in lust, pent up lust, craving for a touch mind. It smiled and it's suitcase contents exploded and filled Romana. When the Master went back to kissing her, she moaned in pleasure, wrapping her arms around his neck. She pulled him closer, stroking back his tongue.

Forget about rules. Forget how wrong it was. Forget how the Master had treated her. And just remember how good he felt inside her.

It either was lapse of judgment or just being high on his actions but Romana was very much enjoying this. She felt hot under her zipped up jacket. She reached up, mid kiss, and pulled down the metal zipper. She sighed as the thin white shirt she had on underneath could breath. The blond Time Lord moved up and rubbed herself against the growing erection the Master had.

She panted, pulling back from the kiss. Every nerve in her body was on fire. "Oh Rassilon...this is so wrong...This is so naughty...But gods if this is not making me wet..."