Disclaimer: I don't own BBC's Sherlock and I'm not making any profit from writing this drabble.
Warnings/Notes/Rating: Uh the two are in the moment of a sexual act, but ironically I don't exactly consider this graphically written. I guess it's heavy lime and het. They do touch or she touches him anyway. This contains BDSM elements as Sherlock's tied up and blindfolded and there's mention of a leather whip. I don't really like Irene, but I was somehow able to get something like this out. Hm. Sherlock's character is hard to write, so yeah. This drabble is also rated M, and I don't know what else to say about the drabble. Enjoy?
Saku's Drabble Wars Prompt: Sherlock/Irene- Velvet ribbons and leather was their relationship. Sensory deprivation always heightened already elevated (detective) senses.
Of Velvet Ribbons and Leather
By Yo, Written 5.1.15 & posted 5.5.15, At about 200 words
She had him on his knees, his arms and hands and feet bound with crimson velvet ribbons. He was already half hard and she hadn't even touched him yet. Braided black and crimson cloth was secured around his eyes, and the darkness was overwhelming.
His ears sharpened to the click of her high heels against the hard wood floor and the rapid intake of her shallow breaths, and he knew she was excited to see him bound…
The slash of leather suddenly branded his naked back. He couldn't help but let out a pained hiss, nor could he stop the slow burn of pleasure building in his loins.
Cool satin suddenly whispered across the marks she made, followed by the ghost of warm breath and the feather light touch of lips.
The scent of lavender permeated the room. He'd have to remember to tell her that this perfume didn't suit her.
A quiet gasp cut through the dark when cool satin enveloped his length, a sound from his own lips, he realized.
A nipple brushed against his chest, and the heat between them made his breath come harder…
"You won't forget tonight," She whispered into his ear.
"No," He murmured.
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