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A disguise is always a self portrait: Desperate Help

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Sherlock nodded gratefully and glanced around the room quickly before…

Sherlock’s mind drifted off as he slid into a deep sleep, barely stirring for a few hours. Everything about him was the picture of perfect relaxation; even the small smile that tugged at the corner of his lips.

As he began to wake up, he shifted around and fought the confusion sleep brought him. He rubbed at his eyes and looked around, relaxing again as he identified Irene’s room. Now just to find the woman herself…

fresh from town, new to the city.: dontthinkimanangel: Sherlock’s tongue moved around, unsure of where To...

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Sherlock’s tongue moved around, unsure of where To go before he finally gave in again and let Amy control the kiss. With a brief moment of courage, he slipped his hand inside her shirt and rested against her bare waist, feeling the heat radiating off her.

Amy smirked…

“I don’t know where my mind is,” he murmured a little breathlessly, a soft groan escaping him as he let his head roll back to expose his neck. “But private sounds… sounds good…”

Kind of random, but anyone interested in a smut thread? It can be a crack ship, I really don’t care. Just consensual and please be a decent writer. So, smut?

A disguise is always a self portrait: Desperate Help

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Sherlock nodded gratefully and glanced around the room quickly before letting his eyes flutter shut. It felt good to relax, even a little. To feel the…

An incredible amount of tension fled his exhausted body at each kiss, eyes staying firmly shut and mouth quirked in an almost relieved smile. His mind felt blissfully at peace and he couldn’t express how grateful he was for that, for the silence. He attempted to speak but only managed a few incoherent mumbles.

He didnt try to stay awake or make any conscious effort to fall asleep. He laid there and focused on each touch and where it relaxed him until he seemed to drift away from the tortures of his neglected transport and into a deep and peaceful sleep.

Amy Pond.: dontthinkimanangel: He loosely gripped her waist, fingers gently...

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He loosely gripped her waist, fingers gently tugging at the hem of her shirt as he allowed her to move his head. The feeling of her hands in his hair was unusual but he wasn’t against it as he experimentally parted his mouth open a little.

Her hands trailed down his…

Sherlock’s tongue moved around, unsure of where To go before he finally gave in again and let Amy control the kiss. With a brief moment of courage, he slipped his hand inside her shirt and rested against her bare waist, feeling the heat radiating off her.

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Sherlock chuckled nervously and gasped at the second kiss, returning it quickly and eagerly.

She let out her own little chuckle against his lips, feeling his fervor and tangling her fingers in his hair. “Relax,” she murmured into the kiss, running her hands down his arms and finally placing his hands on her waist, then tightening her grip around his neck, pulling him closer.

He loosely gripped her waist, fingers gently tugging at the hem of her shirt as he allowed her to move his head. The feeling of her hands in his hair was unusual but he wasn’t against it as he experimentally parted his mouth open a little.

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Sherlock’s eyes widened a little and he watched her face, his tongue darting out to lick his lips briefly. His eyes widened even more at the kiss, but he returned it and his eyes fell shut. “Oh… Yes,” he breathed out. “Definitely yes…” He cleared his throat.

Amy let a small smile creep onto her face, “Good. That’s good.” She glanced up at him through her lashes and without warning, snaked her arm around his neck and kissed him once more.

Sherlock chuckled nervously and gasped at the second kiss, returning it quickly and eagerly.

Amy Pond.: +4

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He let out a breath he hadn’t known he was holding, the breathing surprisingly shaky. “That’s not a no…” he breathed out, his head shaking slightly. “but that certainly isn’t a yes, either.” He took another breath and shifted, for once wanting a direct answer and not…

Sherlock’s eyes widened a little and he watched her face, his tongue darting out to lick his lips briefly. His eyes widened even more at the kiss, but he returned it and his eyes fell shut. “Oh… Yes,” he breathed out. “Definitely yes…” He cleared his throat.

Okay, I’m logging off (metaphorically speaking) so I can go catch up on Supernatural. Season finale tomorrow and all. Sigh. So, have a good night, all!

Name a fandom you know I know and I’ll tell you

1. The first character I first fell in love with
2. The character I never expected to love as much as I do now
3. The character everyone else loves that I don’t
4. The character I love that everyone else hates
5. The character I used to love but don’t any longer
6. The character I would totally smooch
7. The character I’d want to be like
8. The character I’d slap
9. A pairing that I love
10. A pairing that I despise