So, I've gotten suggestions for other characters which led to a decision to make one chapter for each fairly major character on the show, even those I'm not so fond of. How's that for reader service? :) But now it's time for James Moriarty whom I enjoyed writing about, because he is both scary and sexy, funny and dangerous. But be aware of his nature and brace yourselves for explicit, nasty things in this chapter. Warning over, time for reading. So long!

James Moriarty

Ajar, Simmer, Toy

There was a fire in Jim's chest and it demanded depraved, naughty, filthy deeds.

"Do you feel it, darling Seb? Is the dildo making you scream?" He drove the toy deeper into the soldier on four legs, who moaned and trembled when Jim angled it so it hit his neglected prostrate.

"Ughh… James! It's so…so…," the man gasped and weakly bucked his hips. Jim smirked and stared at the abused hole where the vibrating length appeared and disappeared in a steady rhythm. In half a minute his blood would simmer at the sight. Soon. Soon he would allow them release.

"Seb?"

The man grunted and sheen of perspiration covered his scarred back. Jim crouched over his form and whispered in the ear, "I left the door ajar. The rest of my men are hearing us."

Sebastian climaxed. Too early. So he deserved to be punished.

Raja, More, Misty

"Come here," Sebastian whispered and for once Jim allowed himself to lean into the strong chest of the assassin, and planted urgent kisses on the available neck. Big, calloused soldier hands grabbed him by the rear and adjusted him until he sat more comfortable in Sebastian's lap and on his cock.

"Ride me, Jim. Ride me like the raja you are."

Up and down.

Jim held onto the biceps whereas Sebastian gently tugged at his nipples until Jim hissed and mumbled against the shoulder, "I'll give you more. I'll give you more."

"Look at me," Sebastian said. It wasn't an order but a silent request.

Jim tilted his head back and sank down all the way on the hot shaft. Sebastian inhaled sharply and his large eyes were fixed on Jim's face.

"Seb…"

"Your eyes have gone misty."

Majesty, Armor, I

"As you requested, boss. The finger of Charlie the gangster. He's more cooperative now."

Jim lay down the newspaper on the table and turned his attention to Sebastian. His hitman coming back like a cat who had caught a mouse and was proudly presenting it to its master. Jim pursed his lips and made himself more comfortable in the chair. He decided to play a little.

"So, the returning warrior has completed the mission. We are pleased. Come forth, take off your armor, and share the tale of your adventure with your King."

Sebastian smirked and lowered the hand that held a box small enough to contain a severed digit.

"As you wish, Your Majesty." He even bowed and Jim couldn't help but brighten. This would be entertaining.

Sebastian pulled off his leather jacket, stepped forward and went down on one knee with perfectly executed movements.

"What shall I begin with, my King?"

Jim saw the excellent height of his head and licked his lips as he widened his legs.

"We must feed you with something before you begin to tell the tedious story. Come closer."

Reviews, please! And next chapter will feature *drum rolls* Random sexy extra from the Blind Banker! You didn't see that coming, did you? He he. But watch him here at 01.24: http : / www . youtube . com / watch?v=zAOqjCGBUys - without the spaces, obviously. Ta ta!