221B inspired by a conversation with
sabrinaphynn. :)
Title: I hang on with all my might
Words: 221B
Rating: PG
Warnings: none
Pairings : Sherlock/John (slash)
Disclaimer: Sadly the characters are not mine and no money is made (that would be sooo cool!).
Summary: Sherlock from yet another new point of view.
The inability to share is one of my greater weaknesses. But can you blame me? I mean, just look at him!
When we first met, I fell for him immediately. And he for me.
We make such a dashing couple. Oh, you should see the way people look at us when we walk the streets together!
I am jealous of everybody who comes close to him.
Sometimes I think I even could be jealous of his scarf or his coat, but that would be ridiculous.
The only one I am not jealous of, is John. Because John sometimes comes to us, when we are together, Sherlock and I, he comes to us and he touches me too. Together we make Sherlock feel such pleasure. How I love to feel him wreathing and moaning beneath me.
I love the way his skin feels against me, I love his smell and the way his soft brown curls brush me when he moves.
Sometimes Sherlock watches us, together, in the mirror. His bright, sharp eyes take in everything, they way I cling to him, move against him, how perfect I make him look.
I fear that I could lose him, so I cling to his pale body desperately, straining over his chest, buttonholes trying to hold on with all their might to the buttons.
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AN: I apologise for the delay of the final 'Homeless' chapter and the next 'Blow-by-Blow' chapter as well. Work is crazy and my brain inactive when I get home. :(
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