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the sherlock holmes kink meme - part xii

Jul 03, 2011 22:42

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BBCverse, Mycroft anonymous January 29 2012, 18:13:42 UTC

This anon is most devastatingly infatuated with Gatiss' Mycroft. Please would somebody be so very, very kind as to write me some Mycroft/OMC porn? Preferably just non-specific enough that I can put myself in said OMC's shoes (though if it helps, just think young and pretty!). He could perhaps be a PA or secretary to Mycroft, or something similar -- in any case, happy to serve... And if this all involved a fully-dressed Mycroft sitting in his office while on the receiving end of a really spectacular blow job, well, I would be a very happy anon indeed.

Thank you, you glorious meme, you.

Re: BBCverse, Mycroft anonymous January 30 2012, 05:27:32 UTC

I will art-fill the prompt of your choosing in return for this.

Assignation, part 1/? anonymous March 25 2012, 18:58:29 UTC

It never seemed like ‘just any’ government job. People will tell you that they had no idea what they were getting into, joining this department - or they would if they could ignore the Official Secrets - but they’re not telling the truth. The location of the interview, for starters - I mean, who interviews in a bunker? With mirrors, and shadows, and clinical tables rather than desks? No, I always knew I was walking into something I would never be able to talk about, never be able to reveal to anyone - not even my nearest and dearest ( ... )

Re: Assignation, part 2/? anonymous March 25 2012, 19:01:30 UTC

“Coffee,” I said to myself, and wandered over to the kitchen. I had just put the tab into the machine and set it to whirr, when I felt again the unsettling sensation that someone had approached silently behind me. I twisted round, hastily, and was once again met by those grey eyes. I hadn’t seen him since that day in my old office - but I would never have forgotten him even if it hadn’t been for the business for the letter. He exuded such a sense of control - mystery - that he had made quite the impression, despite the brevity of our encounter. I was in no way certain that I had made a similar impact on him, though. His eyes flicked up and down as he assessed me quickly ( ... )

Re: Assignation, part 3/? anonymous March 25 2012, 19:06:34 UTC

I nervously met his eyes as between us we guided the hot coffee down onto the desk’s surface. He merely looked intrigued, to my relief - probably thinking about his papers. I had worried that he’d noticed my reaction to his touch ( ... )

Re: Assignation, part 4/? anonymous March 25 2012, 19:12:16 UTC

All thoughts instantly fled my mind as I felt his hand drift on to my knee, having placed his coffee out of the way on the table next to him. The warm pressure of his fingers was firm, probing - waiting for my reaction. I should have jumped - should have pulled away - remained professional. But the commanding attitude exuding from him overcame me. I stared into his face, mouth open from the gasp I had taken. His other hand reached up and he ran his thumb over my lips. Hardly able to believe what was happening, I cautiously reached out and combed my fingers through the soft, red hair just above his ear, wondering if I really was allowed to touch him. He closed his eyes and hummed with pleasure ( ... )

Re: Assignation, part 5/? anonymous March 25 2012, 19:16:46 UTC

He urged me to lift my hips momentarily so he could slide my pants and trousers away at the same time. I helped him, kicking them off, eager to kiss him again. His tongue danced in my mouth and I shivered, imagining how it would feel on my achingly hard prick. Holding his face between my hands, I dropped kisses on his cheeks, jaw, sucking lightly on his earlobe just to make him lean into me with a delicious shiver. It had been a while since I had given him any instructions ( ... )

Re: Assignation, part 6/? anonymous March 25 2012, 19:21:21 UTC

“How does it feel? Tell me how it feels,” I ordered, bending forward to lick the ridge between the head and the shaft, teasing with my tongue. I took him by surprise as he had closed his eyes - he moaned and thumped at the arm of the sofa with his left fist. His right hand grasped my hair hard and I wondered if he was about to attempt to force the pace; however, he seemed satisfied just to feel me under his hand while I drew more of his prick into my hot, wet mouth ( ... )

Re: Assignation, part 7/7 anonymous March 25 2012, 19:25:47 UTC

He released me as the pressure became too much for my over-sensitive prick, instead gently laying his head against my chest. For a few, blissful minutes we rested, allowing our fevered breathing to return to normal. Suddenly, something occurred to me ( ... )

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