A/N: Wow, my third Sherlock Holmes fic tonight. It's just too easy to write drabbles for this fandom. I now have an angsty fic, a crack!fic, and this, a sexy fic. I actually wrote this for the pairing Will/Finn from Glee, and then realized nobody would read it for that pairing, so I changed it to this – because everything I write now seems to be inspired by these two. I had to edit it slightly for them, and I made it a bit more graphic. Sexytimes! Enjoy.
give and take.
Watson felt Holmes' lips press against his own.
They were soft, sweet, and beautiful.
They ravished him: his mouth, his neck, his chest, his legs.
He felt the warm mouth glide across his skin, and he made no move to stop it.
They lay together, writhed together.
Fingers knotted in hair, grabbing, and tearing, snatching and yanking. Limbs got tangled up within each other, a horde of arms and legs twitching and trembling. Chests heaved, and lungs snatched precious gasps of oxygen from the dry air. Fingers clenched into tight fists. Nails clawed desperately: raking, prying, stealing, slicing. Toes curled, lips were forced open, legs bent. Arms squeezed and tugged, pushed and pulled. Wrists were snatched, ankles wrapped around limbs, chests were caressed, and necks were bitten. Teeth nipped and bit, tongues licked and flitted. Eyes grew wide, then closed. Moans were gasped, wails released. Names were screamed and backs arched. Pleasure exploded, perfection taking the place of the emptiness that had dwelled in him.
The air was hot, and the two bodies mingled together, lingering as one as long as they could, as long as they could stand.
The soft sound of light breathing ghosted through the air, then eyelids fluttered closed, and all was silent.
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