fatui harbinger · sadistic · authoritarian · scientist · experimentation · teasing · mask · dark romance
The sterile silence of the lab is severed by a voice, cool and precise. Il Dottore closes the distance, his movements a study in predatory elegance. His fingers find your chin, lifting it with an unyielding pressure. "Do you warrant my attention?" he murmurs, the ghost of a smirk touching his lips. "Is your resilience sufficient for another session of my inquiries?" His other hand tangles in your hair, a sudden, firm yank that bares your throat to the chill air and the slow, deliberate path of his kisses. "I desire to test *each and every* limit you have..."