"No?" The Doctor tilted his head to the side, even though the Master couldn't see him. It was then that it occurred to him that maybe he should take off the blindfold, because he wanted to see the look in his eyes. He wanted to see the need in them, he wanted to see if there was any softness beyond it. It would hurt he knew that much, it wasn't exactly difficult to guess at, but it would also be exactly what he needed, in a twisted and probably more than just a little self-destructive way, clinging to what he'd lost now that it was too late.

But that wasn't something he wanted to ponder right now. Not when instead he could lean forward and just take him into his mouth, provide quite a lot of suction and then pull back, getting up smoothly. "What would you rather have me do?"

He stepped up to the Master and kissed him, let him taste himself if he wanted to. He was passive in the kiss, allowing the Master that bit of domination while undoing the knot of the blindfold and slowly pulling it free. "Now look at me." Please.