whatofthewarts: (it's only a little illegal)
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Irene Adler had many homes, and many more hiding places, but months after her death Sherlock was certain he'd found at least half those in the country. She had her many stolen jewels tucked away all over the apartment, and it took him the better part of the afternoon to dig them all out of their hidey holes. When he had them in his pockets, he went searching for someone else entirely.

Although they had their obvious differences, given their different environments, Sherlock found it was remarkably easy to track himself down.

"Making headway, I presume?"

Date: 2012-07-06 06:14 am (UTC)
lostwithoutmyblogger: (the hostile violinist)
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He comes with a wrenching sound, slumping into the floor, limp as a ragdoll in his arms.

That's good.

Date: 2012-07-06 06:22 am (UTC)
lostwithoutmyblogger: (paint a target on my face)
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He scrambles away from him, then, helpless and shaken, closing sticky legs and pulling his bad wrist to his chest. His skin is colourful, now, and a mess of dirt and tears on top of the bruises.

Date: 2012-07-06 06:26 am (UTC)
lostwithoutmyblogger: (the hostile violinist)
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His clothing and virginity are in tatters on the floor around them. All he can do is nod, pull his knees to his chest, and hide his face in them.

Date: 2012-07-06 06:33 am (UTC)
lostwithoutmyblogger: (actual pain)
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"Please."

He agrees, immediately, ready to fly apart at the seams.

"Just don't- say anything, I beg you-"

Date: 2012-07-06 06:38 am (UTC)
lostwithoutmyblogger: (Default)
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He tumbles into him, wretched and defeated by his day, by their words earlier, and the pain and shock of orgasm too.

The helium balloon metaphor wasn't so bad after all.

Date: 2012-07-06 06:42 am (UTC)
lostwithoutmyblogger: (Default)
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The sound shakes him out of his dazed trance, and he crawls off of him- there's a small ladder to the attic of his little cottage, and he limps up it to his bed, leaving Holmes asleep, somewhat cruelly, on the floor.

He does drop a blanket down on top of him.

Date: 2012-07-06 06:48 am (UTC)
lostwithoutmyblogger: (face on)
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"Up here."

He answers, voice scratchy, hidden under blankets.

Date: 2012-07-06 07:01 am (UTC)
lostwithoutmyblogger: (surprising science)
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He peeks out, then is up, grabbing for the jar, distracted from the impulse to hide the purple and black under the blankets by the desire to see the new scientific phenomenon.

He's predictably a complete wreck.

Date: 2012-07-06 07:05 am (UTC)
lostwithoutmyblogger: (actual pain)
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"I don't have a Watson."

He reminds him, looking at his bee.

"No one else will see."

Date: 2012-07-06 07:09 am (UTC)
lostwithoutmyblogger: (aggressively skeptical)
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"If he's brought here, I'll say I got into a fight."

He doesn't sound like he's anticipating it, though.

"And yours has no reason to come looking for me. It's fine. No one will mind."

Date: 2012-07-06 07:15 am (UTC)
lostwithoutmyblogger: (Default)
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"It means I'm getting closer."

He admits, smiling crookedly (swollen skin pulling) and looking up at him, amicably.

Date: 2012-07-06 07:20 am (UTC)
lostwithoutmyblogger: (sincere remorse)
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Ignoring the bit about the ice, Sherlock launches into an explanation. It's a beautiful analysis, betraying the inner workings of a deeply scientific and brilliant mind, relying on several major mathematical principles that haven't yet been invented. He gestures expansively while he speaks with the swollen hand.

Date: 2012-07-06 07:29 am (UTC)
lostwithoutmyblogger: (the hostile violinist)
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"And I can get home," most important, devotion showing radiant in him.

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