There's nothing here but what here's mine.

[standsonhigh]

This wasn't, exactly, how he had planned his return. He had expected to be on home turf, a place he understood and wanted to be. Surrounded by worshippers and already plotting. Not here with some strange man using the power he gave specifically to his followers to bring him back. The books of Saxon weren't meant to be public knowledge, they were his private notes, and yet this man decided to drag him into a world he didn't want to be in.

The Master always had a funny feeling that magic wasn't something he should of ever tried to toy with because as it stood, he didn't like where this was going. It defied the logic he knew.

Voldemort was a strange creature, a very unpleasant one at that. He looked sickly and his eyes were red like an albino. Still, he didn't say much on it, he'd looked worse himself and damages were just a sign of ambition and desire. It always took everything out of you, especially with humans.

The drums were raging in his head as he followed Voldemort into this meeting he'd decided to attend. He'd only been back a few days and already he seemed to of captured the imagination of this tiny little creature who was all but eager to introduce him.

An ancient ruler from another reality must of been interesting.

He didn't walk behind Voldemort, he kept in step, not willing to seem a lesser. Hey, the dark lord brought him here. If he was going to play with this merry band of psychopaths, he wanted to seem equal.

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[liquidsky]

Barty didn't just have daddy issues, he pretty much was a daddy issues. But, at least in his opinion, all of that was about to be resolved, in a permanent way. And he would make sure to milk it for all it was worth. The Master using his name, well, that was just wonderful. He couldn't have chosen anyone better for this.

He did hear something about disgrace and abomination coming from his father, but that wasn't any different from things he'd heard or felt before and he'd done a lot less to earn it then. He pulled back, sucking the tip before leaning his head back to look up at the Master with parted lips, only slightly out of breath.

"Did you want to shag me?" Just asking, mind.

[standsonhigh]

The way his father cursed them and denounced his son was adorable, it really was. With a cheery smile, he nodded eagerly, keeping as much control as he could to not show how desperate he was for release. Time Lords were good at that, taming their sexual desires and needs, they had been loomed that way after all. That kind of reproduction was revolting by their stands.

"Fancy the sofa or the floor? I mean the floor is always better but it depends how you cope with carpet burn."

That earned a disgusted growl off Crouch Sr who'd started struggling anew, wanting to punish his son and end this madness. The Master had no intention of stopping, now while things were going so well.

"Get into position like a good boy, show you dad what a wonderfully attentive and clever lad you are."