Fortius Quo Fidelius, part V

[charlotteyonge]

It was nearly two when I climbed the stairs to my room. I passed by Holmes’s door, which was slightly ajar, and saw there was a faint light coming from the hearth. I decided to check in on him.

“Holmes?” I rapped softly and pushed the door open. He was draped across the settee at the far end of the room, his dressing gown crumpled around him, his

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[redconverse]

Sometimes when I read a fic, I know right away that it's one I'm going to save and re-read countless times, until I essentially don't need to read it anymore because it is permanently embedded in my brain.

This is totally one of those.

The characterization is fantastic, the plot is great (and occasionally quite funny, oh Holmes), and the sex is pretty much brainmeltingly hot. Thank you so much for writing and sharing this.

[charlotteyonge]

Wow. Thank YOU so much for loving it. I really had no idea how it would go over, having never done a fic quite like this one. Save and read to your heart's content, my friend. I'm so glad you liked it.

[autumnatmidnite]

My heart was wedged in my throat through 3/4 of this! With Holmes being an ass, flaunting all those lovers around poor crushed Watson, and all the doctor's angsting... I am rarely moved so profoundly by a fic. This seemed to hit all my kinks, and a few I never even knew existed :) Not to mention how your sex god Holmes was actually shockingly believable.

The scene in Hayter's home, with Holmes so forlorn and drugged up, confessing his love... I think that is what finally broke my heart for them both. He's every bit as hopelessly in love with Watson as the doctor is with him, and that scene showed it gloriously. Needless to say, the ending was also brilliant, with all those congratulatory gifts *snicker*

This is most definitely going straight to my memories.

[charlotteyonge]

You know, the forlorn drugged-up Holmes was actually the kernel that started this whole thing? I had this image of him crying over Watson, but this being Holmes, I wanted to make sure it was achingly, angstily justified.

It's so gratifying to know that the story had its proper effects on you. It's always so hard to feel them yourself when you've written, read, rewritten, reread, repeat ad infinitum until it all just sounds like bunk and it's time post or delete.

Thanks for your kind words. :) Oh, and thanks for cuddling Watson back in part II. He sure needed it.

[piplover]

Ungh!! That was amazing! Hot and sweet and simply wonderful! Utterly brilliant!

[charlotteyonge]

Thanks ever so, Pip!

[beehive_clover]

Oh my, what a wonderful ride this story was! Heartbreaking and infuriating and lovely and sweet and funny! My hat's off to you. :)

[charlotteyonge]

And I bow to you, hat-doffer! Thanks for reading!

[gothikmaus]

This story was fantastic. I love angst with a happy ending (I'm a total sap, I know), plus your descriptions of heartbroken Watson and jealous-despite-himself Holmes were brilliant. And the sex was scorching hot. I bet all of Holmes's previous lovers will severely miss him... :D

[charlotteyonge]

Sure they will, but it doesn't hurt to have dozens of higher-ups all over Europe ready to do your bidding, should the need arise. :D

From one sap to another, I'm glad this hit the right buttons. Thank you for saying so.