Hey everyone! These are literally just scenes and ideas that popped in my head and I wanted to write. I'm working with Bella Watson-Holmes on a teenlock fanfic and it's made my mind work up random scenarios. I wrote some of my ideas out and there is a possibility that scenes, whether the ideas in general or the entire part will end up in the story, but I wanted to post them as drabbles. This will be various pairings, scenes, etc. It's not a story, every chapter is a different idea or scenario I came up with. This won't update on a regular basis. There will be times I'll update daily, times I'll update once in awhile. Overall, I just wanted to post little fantasies that pop through my head, things I find downright sexy or delectable.
If there is a couple you'd like to see my write, whether it's slash, femslash, het or even a random prompt or scenario, feel free to pop it in a review. Reviews make me happy. Now, to bring an end to this long, winding idiocy that is my half-asleep mind, please, enjoy and R&R
Random Drabbles
by Ash Winters
Chapter 1: MoriartyxSherlock
"I knew I'd find you here."
Sherlock turned around from where he was studying a specimen on the shelf in the Biology classroom. He eyed the small black-haired man.
"Moriarty."
The small man said nothing but made his way over to the tall teen and got in his personal space.
"Please, call me Jim." He breathed before he reached his hands up, tangling them in the thick curls and wrenched the brunette's head down to his level painfully. He slammed his lips to the full ones in a bruising, dominating kiss. He opened his mouth and, with his tongue, prodded at the tense, firmly shut lips of his taller counterpart.
He wrapped one of his hands firmly into the curls before pulling painfully until the other gasped, in which his tongue pushed into the others mouth. He let go of the hair to push the other into the far wall, pressing the small length of his body against the others as he attempted to deepen the kiss. When the other went to push him away, he growled and caught the wrists, holding them to the tall man's sides in a painful grip. He wasn't the only one who was unnaturally strong.
He rubbed up against the taller man's thigh, letting the other feel just how excited he was. That was the last straw for Sherlock. He wrenched his head away and head butted the small man. When the other hissed and put a hand to his head, he quickly took off.