Disclaimer: I don't own BBC's Sherlock and I'm not making any profit from writing this drabble.
Warnings/Notes/Rating: Um. Read at your peril. This is definitely rated Mature, but I wouldn't rate it like X or something. You definitely can tell it's a slash pairing. The ficlet may seem like dubious consent, but Sherlock does want to be used by Moriarty. Moriarty is very rough with Sherlock, so I guess I should warn for that. Other than that, consider yourself warned now.
Saku's Drabble Wars Prompt: Sherlock/Moriarty- Being with him gave him the same rush that the drugs did. Once an addict, always an addict.
Used
By Yo's Subordinate; Written 8/14/15; At about 160 words; and Posted to ffdotnet 8/16/15
Moriarty snarled, crowding Sherlock against the brick wall of the alleyway they'd found themselves in. His hands ripped at Sherlock's black pants, roughly trying to pull them down. He also tried to tear at Sherlock's white dress shirt at the same time. It wasn't working because Sherlock was desperately trying to pull Moriarty's own garments off.
"Be still!" Moriarty shook Sherlock, banging the man's head back against the wall and stunning him.
This action caused Sherlock to still, leaving him clenching his eyes tight, breathing sharp, pained breaths in and out, biting his lips bloody. Moriarty pulled Sherlock's pants down and turned him faceforward toward the wall, the brick scraping against Sherlock's cheek. Moriarty sheathed himself inside Sherlock with no preparation. Sherlock gasped both from the ache and the pleasure…from being used so carelessly. Like he used his cocaine.
"This ass is mine," Moriarty bit out, a hiss in Sherlock's ear.
"Yesss," Sherlock agreed, his body jerking with each hard thrust.
End