Understanding of devotion
This kind of story come up after Watson solve his engagement and move back to Baker Street, he and Holmes confession their feeling to each other,and live happy together like a married couple. Well, since so many people said that they like a married couple, so in my story, they should be like that, and I love this thought. The story start when they live together after one year.
Part 1
At beginning of summer, on one lovely day of May, it was warm and cozy in Baker Street 221B. Holmes lay very lazy in the tiger skin rug and he was almost about to fall asleep,
when Mrs Hudson knocked at his door.
Holmes frowned and felt a little frustrated, murmuring: "Just go away."
At that moment, the door opened and a young lady just came in.
Holmes hissed: “I said go away."
The young lady just smirked: "Well, that is too rude to a lady, even for you, Sherlock."
Holmes got up at once; of course he knew the master of this lively voice: Irene Adler, the woman just as brilliant as him, even bested him twice, she's came back again. He sat up right away, looking up at her. Irene smiled sweetly and said: "How nice to see you again, Sherlock. I've brought you a present, the olives, they are still your favourite, aren't they?”
Holmes just stared her, said nothing, but he remembered that the last time when she's paid him a visit here, she's brought the same things.
He blustered: "So what do you want me to do this time, Irene?"
Irene just smile sweetly and said: "Be a gentleman, Sherlock, at least you could let me sit down."
Holmes just sighed: "Suit yourself."
When they've sat down, Irene glanced at Holmes' room. It seemed like not that much has changed since her last visit, but she knew that her photo that Holmes had always put on the side table was gone, it was nowhere to see and she wondered: "It seems that he hasn't changed his mind yet."
Holmes asked again: "So what do you want from me, Irene, just go straight to the point."
Irene shook her head: "You know I travel all the time, so when I came to London, I was thinking about you, so I just paid you a visit. Don't you want to see me?"
Holmes just looked at her suspiciously: "You just came here for a social visit, that's all? Well, this is so not like you. So you're sure you don't want anything?"
Irene smiled at him: "Yes, I want one thing, but it seems that you never want to give it. Or have you changed your mind now?"
She smiled at him, gazed at him. Holmes felt a little nervous, he definitely knew what she was talking about; she wanted his love, the one thing he never could give her, not in the first place, even when they've had a different relationship, an intimate one, he'd never gave his heart for her, and now, he already gave it to Watson, a long time ago. Thinking of that, Holmes just looked away, and fetched a cup from the tea-service. He poured the tea and just drank it, never meeting Irene's gaze. Irene stared at him for a while, and just sighed, saying nothing. She took a sip and put down the cup: "I've got to go." She stood up and walked to the door, while Holmes just sat still in there, not looking at her; when she passed him by, she said: "If you want to see me, you know where I stay." And then she was gone.
Holmes just sat in the chair and sighed. The last thing he wanted to do was to hurt Irene, even if he'd never loved her, he still cared for her deeply. He was willing to do so much things for her, just one thing he could never do. She'd hinted that she wanted him before, he just hadn't known how to react. And it was good for Watson to be out for his practise today, Holmes had always known how much Watson disliked Irene, even in the same room, they didn't speak to each other. Irene was ok with Watson, but Watson, he could be a little fussy sometimes. Now, since him and Watson's relationship had changed to a more intimate way, he was sure that it would just have made Watson even more frustrated, if he had been here.
When Dr. Watson came home from practise, he found that his lover was just sitting in his armchair, staring out of the window. Watson approached him, stoop down, and placed a lightly kiss on Holmes' cheek. Holmes turned to Watson, smiled at him, Watson just smiled back and kissed Holmes on the lips. Holmes threw himself into Watson's arm, hugging him tight, never wanted to let him go, Watson held on to Holmes' shoulders, but said nothing, he knew Holmes that much, knew that sometimes when Holmes was in one of his moods, he just didn't need anyone or anything to disturb him. So all he needed to do was to accompany him, to keep silence. A moment later, Holmes let go of Watson, turning back to the window, he still kept silence. Watson glanced at him, but it seemed like everything was ok, so he just walked to his own desk to start his paper work.
Later, when they had dinner, Holmes just kept silence. Watson glanced at him many times, wanted to say something, but just sighed and kept his mouth shut. They finished their dinner in silence. After dinner, Holmes went back to the bedroom directly, he didn't even have a look at Watson, he lay down on their bed, closed his eyes, trying to get some sleep. This afternoon, when Irene's walked out, her expression was still in his mind, she's looked vulnerable. He knew that he had hurted her, but in his way, the present he wanted to give her was his honesty, even when he could not give love to her, at least, he would always be honest to her, he knew she would understand that, since she was the smartest and bravest woman he'd ever known. He just felt some guilt, but he couldn't say this to Watson, he didn't know how. Watson, of course, would storm, that was the last thing he wanted. So he just kept silence, tried to figure it out by himself. He sighed again, rolled over, tried to get some peace.
Watson sat in their sitting room, he thought about Holmes. He's been odd today. Of course, Holmes could be in some moods, sometimes and just (needed) silence all day, but not like this, not like today, he didn't even take his eyes on Watson for a while, he couldn't even bring himself to look at him, just like he would avoid him. What made Holmes do that?
In the morning, when he's left for practise, everything has been perfect. Holmes has even been reluctant to let him go, so what made him wanting to avoid him, when he'd come back? He couldn't ask Holmes, his behaviour showed that he did not want to discuss with him about that, and he definitely did not want to disturb Holmes more, so all he could do right now was just to sit in here, trying to rethink every detail he could catch. Watson sat and thought for a long time, till late in the night, he got up from the chair and walked to their bedroom. He opened the door, Holmes had already been sleeping, it was very peaceful when he slept. Watson bowed and kissed Holmes lightly on the lips, whispering: "Sweet dreams, darling."
And he went to bed, lay beside Holmes, taking the smaller man in his arm. Holmes curled to him unconsciously, Watson smiled. At least, Holmes always depended on him, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
The next morning, when Watson awoke, Holmes was already gone. Watson got up and went to find Holmes. He found that Holmes was nowhere to be seen, he was not in the sitting room, not in Watson's room, not downstair. When he wondered where Holmes could have gone in the early morning, the door of the sitting room opened, and Holmes came in. He smiled warmly, when he saw Watson.
"Good morning, Watson, you got up early."
Watson searched Holmes expression for a while, it seemed like the mood Holmes had worn last night was gone, now he was lightly. Watson smiled at Holmes, and took him in his arm, kissing him slightly: "Good morning, Holmes. Where did you go that early?"
Holmes rested his head in Watson's lap, comfortably: "Just went for a walk, I did not want to wake you."
Watson ran a hand through Holmes’ hair and placed a kiss on there.
"Maybe when you want to go for a walk next time, you could wake me to go with you. It would be my pleasure. Well, now I will go to ask Ms. Hudson to bring us breakfast, you may want to have a rest."
When Watson come back for asking breakfast, Holmes already sit in the table, Watson join him, when they eat breakfast, Holmes eat all his plate not need Watson to ask him or even feed him, Watson happy to see that Holmes in this lightly mood, and then Holmes ask “when did you start your practise.”
“It will start up in ten o'clock this morning, and I will finish it in three o'clock this afternoon, it is not a busy day, maybe we could talk a walk and have dinner in a fine restaurant, how do you think.” Watson suggested.
Holmes shake his head “I do not want go to eat in reataurant, not in that mood.”
“So how about go to watch a opera, you always love it.” Watson offer again.
“Well, let I said that I do not want going anywhere today, I am not in that mood.” Holmes defense.
“Oh.” that is all Watson said.
Holmes know all Watson's offer just want bring him out for a little entertainment, since he slove his last case a few weeks ago, and he still had not a new one, Watson concern on him, and want him to be happy, he feel a little guilt for his rude for Watson.
Holmes get up from his chair, aWnd walk to Watson' side, he squat beside Watson, takes his face in each of his hands and kiss Watson deeply “I never mean that rude you know, I just did not want out of our home, I just want stay in here with you.”
Watson return the kiss and hold Holmes tight to his chest“ I am not going anywhere without you.”
“Watson.” Holmes murmured between the kiss, press his body to Watson, and Watson stroked the side of Homles face, his hand warm and steady on Holmes' cheek. He kisses his way down to Holmes' neck, make Holmes moaned a liitle, Watson nuzzles against Holmes' neck, and then pinches Holmes' earlobe between his teeth, Holmes growled, glide up his hand to Watson shirt, start unbutton it, unpatient, Watson grin between the kiss, and helps Holmes with his own waistcoat, shirt and trousers, cup his face back to a deeply and wet kiss.
“Watson, take me.”Holmes said that between moaned.
Watson pant and whispering beside Holmes' ear “ I want fuck you in the mattress.”
Holmes just shiver from what Watson said, he dragged Watson back to their room at once.
After a tender and hot sex, they lie in the bed together, Watson hold Holmes in his arm, and rubs a hand up and down Holmes’ back soothingly.
Holmes lie his head on Watson shoulder, arm around Watson waist very tightly.
Watson pat slightly on Holmes' back, whispering “ get some rest, dear.”
Holmes yawn a little, he curl up to Watson “Do you go to start your practise now.”
Watson glance at clock “not yet, go to sleep, I will be here.”
Holmes nestle up to Watson and start to get his rest.
Watson just keep rub his back until his breath calm down.
He get up from the bed lightly, not wake Holmes, leave their room head to his paractise.
When Watson move back to Baker Street, he decide that he open his practise in Baker Street 221b again. He use his old room to work on his job, like the old time, and Holmes is happy for that, because Watson could always near by, anytime he could see Watson he could see him, just like the old time, Holmes is very happy of Watson's decision. For Watson, he make this decision part of it for Holmes, he know Holmes could love it, and he could happy to be all time with Holmes too. Since now he is infatuated with Holmes.
Part of reason for himself. Open again for a practise need to be cautious, and once he open it in Baker Street, open again here is more liable to him.
When Holmes wake up, it is already a quarter to three, he roll over to glance the clock, knowing that Watson will come back soon, it is a very amazing that even know that Watson
is just in the beside room, he still want him to get more near. In Holmes' life he never feel this kind of feeling before, he did not why, but Watson has been always in his mind, he did not know that when and why he love Watson, before he could figure it out,he already love Watson from all his heart, and there is not a turn back, and is wonderful that
Watson love him back too. In that moment, Watson come back with a tray in his hand, he put down the tray in table and walk back to bedroom, he sit down on the bedside and place a kiss on Holmes' lip “you are awake, I bring us lunch, get up and get dress, have some lunch with me.”
Watson know how much is bitter when he ask him to eat, so he just drag Holmes up, and hand him the clothes. Of course, as usual, Holmes did not has the mood to eat, he just sit in there, stare at Watson “I am not hungry, suited youself Watson.”
Watson sighed “ you know people need to eat their breakfast, lunch and dinner every day, so be good boy and eat some.”
Holmes shake his head and once again rest his head on Watson's lap.
Watson said nothing, just start to feed Holmes like the usual time Holmes did not eat. Holmes resist first, but he know that Watson just patient for him, he signed and let Watson feed him a little bread, not much, just a little, and Holmes push Watson's hand slightly “I am full, Watson.” Then Watson said nothing, fetched a cup of tea, and put some milk and sugar in it, hand to Holmes “drink this.” Holmes pout and wince, Watson ignore that “drink this and you will be a good fellow.”
Holmes take the tea and drink up, Watson smile and kiss him in cheek. Starting his own meal.
Deep in Holmes heart, he know that how much Watson dote on him, more than anyone in the world, Watson always try to make him comfortable, take good every care for him, and did not mention the endless love Watson give him, the most wonderful thing in his life is could be with Watson, make Watson love him.
Think of that, Holmes grin and fetch a cup of tea for Watson, put more milk and less sugar like Watson usual do, and place it in Watson hand.
After lunch, Holmes pull Watson for a wet and passion kiss, Watson smirk and said “ always passion, do you Holmes.”
Holmes just grin back “that is for I love you, Watson.”
Watson smile warmly “I love you too Holmes.” He hold Holmes' back steady and kiss him deeply.
And Holmes pull away from Watson first “I intend to work at my chemsity this afternoon, we could leave this for night.”
He walk out bedroom and toward his working desk to start his test.
Watson watch Holmes walk out, just smile and shake his head, it is Holmes' style, you could not know that what he is going to do.
He see that Holmes already fully attention in his chemsity test, so he walk to his desk for his job too.
They keep selence though their own working, but is comfortable this time, totally different from yesterday, not a little oddly behavior, just comfortable accompany with each other.
After dinner, of course Watson still need to ask Holmes to eat, and even feed him a little. They lie in the sofa together, feel very comfortable, Holmes lie on Watson chest, finger twist with Watson's, and listen to Watson read for him. Holmes wonder how much ferfect of this, he want it could last forever, he could to be with Watson with entire life. And he did not need more, as long as he could have Watson.
Part 1
At beginning of summer, on one lovely day of May, it was warm and cozy in Baker Street 221B. Holmes lay very lazy in the tiger skin rug and he was almost about to fall asleep,
when Mrs Hudson knocked at his door.
Holmes frowned and felt a little frustrated, murmuring: "Just go away."
At that moment, the door opened and a young lady just came in.
Holmes hissed: “I said go away."
The young lady just smirked: "Well, that is too rude to a lady, even for you, Sherlock."
Holmes got up at once; of course he knew the master of this lively voice: Irene Adler, the woman just as brilliant as him, even bested him twice, she's came back again. He sat up right away, looking up at her. Irene smiled sweetly and said: "How nice to see you again, Sherlock. I've brought you a present, the olives, they are still your favourite, aren't they?”
Holmes just stared her, said nothing, but he remembered that the last time when she's paid him a visit here, she's brought the same things.
He blustered: "So what do you want me to do this time, Irene?"
Irene just smile sweetly and said: "Be a gentleman, Sherlock, at least you could let me sit down."
Holmes just sighed: "Suit yourself."
When they've sat down, Irene glanced at Holmes' room. It seemed like not that much has changed since her last visit, but she knew that her photo that Holmes had always put on the side table was gone, it was nowhere to see and she wondered: "It seems that he hasn't changed his mind yet."
Holmes asked again: "So what do you want from me, Irene, just go straight to the point."
Irene shook her head: "You know I travel all the time, so when I came to London, I was thinking about you, so I just paid you a visit. Don't you want to see me?"
Holmes just looked at her suspiciously: "You just came here for a social visit, that's all? Well, this is so not like you. So you're sure you don't want anything?"
Irene smiled at him: "Yes, I want one thing, but it seems that you never want to give it. Or have you changed your mind now?"
She smiled at him, gazed at him. Holmes felt a little nervous, he definitely knew what she was talking about; she wanted his love, the one thing he never could give her, not in the first place, even when they've had a different relationship, an intimate one, he'd never gave his heart for her, and now, he already gave it to Watson, a long time ago. Thinking of that, Holmes just looked away, and fetched a cup from the tea-service. He poured the tea and just drank it, never meeting Irene's gaze. Irene stared at him for a while, and just sighed, saying nothing. She took a sip and put down the cup: "I've got to go." She stood up and walked to the door, while Holmes just sat still in there, not looking at her; when she passed him by, she said: "If you want to see me, you know where I stay." And then she was gone.
Holmes just sat in the chair and sighed. The last thing he wanted to do was to hurt Irene, even if he'd never loved her, he still cared for her deeply. He was willing to do so much things for her, just one thing he could never do. She'd hinted that she wanted him before, he just hadn't known how to react. And it was good for Watson to be out for his practise today, Holmes had always known how much Watson disliked Irene, even in the same room, they didn't speak to each other. Irene was ok with Watson, but Watson, he could be a little fussy sometimes. Now, since him and Watson's relationship had changed to a more intimate way, he was sure that it would just have made Watson even more frustrated, if he had been here.
When Dr. Watson came home from practise, he found that his lover was just sitting in his armchair, staring out of the window. Watson approached him, stoop down, and placed a lightly kiss on Holmes' cheek. Holmes turned to Watson, smiled at him, Watson just smiled back and kissed Holmes on the lips. Holmes threw himself into Watson's arm, hugging him tight, never wanted to let him go, Watson held on to Holmes' shoulders, but said nothing, he knew Holmes that much, knew that sometimes when Holmes was in one of his moods, he just didn't need anyone or anything to disturb him. So all he needed to do was to accompany him, to keep silence. A moment later, Holmes let go of Watson, turning back to the window, he still kept silence. Watson glanced at him, but it seemed like everything was ok, so he just walked to his own desk to start his paper work.
Later, when they had dinner, Holmes just kept silence. Watson glanced at him many times, wanted to say something, but just sighed and kept his mouth shut. They finished their dinner in silence. After dinner, Holmes went back to the bedroom directly, he didn't even have a look at Watson, he lay down on their bed, closed his eyes, trying to get some sleep. This afternoon, when Irene's walked out, her expression was still in his mind, she's looked vulnerable. He knew that he had hurted her, but in his way, the present he wanted to give her was his honesty, even when he could not give love to her, at least, he would always be honest to her, he knew she would understand that, since she was the smartest and bravest woman he'd ever known. He just felt some guilt, but he couldn't say this to Watson, he didn't know how. Watson, of course, would storm, that was the last thing he wanted. So he just kept silence, tried to figure it out by himself. He sighed again, rolled over, tried to get some peace.
Watson sat in their sitting room, he thought about Holmes. He's been odd today. Of course, Holmes could be in some moods, sometimes and just (needed) silence all day, but not like this, not like today, he didn't even take his eyes on Watson for a while, he couldn't even bring himself to look at him, just like he would avoid him. What made Holmes do that?
In the morning, when he's left for practise, everything has been perfect. Holmes has even been reluctant to let him go, so what made him wanting to avoid him, when he'd come back? He couldn't ask Holmes, his behaviour showed that he did not want to discuss with him about that, and he definitely did not want to disturb Holmes more, so all he could do right now was just to sit in here, trying to rethink every detail he could catch. Watson sat and thought for a long time, till late in the night, he got up from the chair and walked to their bedroom. He opened the door, Holmes had already been sleeping, it was very peaceful when he slept. Watson bowed and kissed Holmes lightly on the lips, whispering: "Sweet dreams, darling."
And he went to bed, lay beside Holmes, taking the smaller man in his arm. Holmes curled to him unconsciously, Watson smiled. At least, Holmes always depended on him, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
The next morning, when Watson awoke, Holmes was already gone. Watson got up and went to find Holmes. He found that Holmes was nowhere to be seen, he was not in the sitting room, not in Watson's room, not downstair. When he wondered where Holmes could have gone in the early morning, the door of the sitting room opened, and Holmes came in. He smiled warmly, when he saw Watson.
"Good morning, Watson, you got up early."
Watson searched Holmes expression for a while, it seemed like the mood Holmes had worn last night was gone, now he was lightly. Watson smiled at Holmes, and took him in his arm, kissing him slightly: "Good morning, Holmes. Where did you go that early?"
Holmes rested his head in Watson's lap, comfortably: "Just went for a walk, I did not want to wake you."
Watson ran a hand through Holmes’ hair and placed a kiss on there.
"Maybe when you want to go for a walk next time, you could wake me to go with you. It would be my pleasure. Well, now I will go to ask Ms. Hudson to bring us breakfast, you may want to have a rest."
When Watson come back for asking breakfast, Holmes already sit in the table, Watson join him, when they eat breakfast, Holmes eat all his plate not need Watson to ask him or even feed him, Watson happy to see that Holmes in this lightly mood, and then Holmes ask “when did you start your practise.”
“It will start up in ten o'clock this morning, and I will finish it in three o'clock this afternoon, it is not a busy day, maybe we could talk a walk and have dinner in a fine restaurant, how do you think.” Watson suggested.
Holmes shake his head “I do not want go to eat in reataurant, not in that mood.”
“So how about go to watch a opera, you always love it.” Watson offer again.
“Well, let I said that I do not want going anywhere today, I am not in that mood.” Holmes defense.
“Oh.” that is all Watson said.
Holmes know all Watson's offer just want bring him out for a little entertainment, since he slove his last case a few weeks ago, and he still had not a new one, Watson concern on him, and want him to be happy, he feel a little guilt for his rude for Watson.
Holmes get up from his chair, aWnd walk to Watson' side, he squat beside Watson, takes his face in each of his hands and kiss Watson deeply “I never mean that rude you know, I just did not want out of our home, I just want stay in here with you.”
Watson return the kiss and hold Holmes tight to his chest“ I am not going anywhere without you.”
“Watson.” Holmes murmured between the kiss, press his body to Watson, and Watson stroked the side of Homles face, his hand warm and steady on Holmes' cheek. He kisses his way down to Holmes' neck, make Holmes moaned a liitle, Watson nuzzles against Holmes' neck, and then pinches Holmes' earlobe between his teeth, Holmes growled, glide up his hand to Watson shirt, start unbutton it, unpatient, Watson grin between the kiss, and helps Holmes with his own waistcoat, shirt and trousers, cup his face back to a deeply and wet kiss.
“Watson, take me.”Holmes said that between moaned.
Watson pant and whispering beside Holmes' ear “ I want fuck you in the mattress.”
Holmes just shiver from what Watson said, he dragged Watson back to their room at once.
After a tender and hot sex, they lie in the bed together, Watson hold Holmes in his arm, and rubs a hand up and down Holmes’ back soothingly.
Holmes lie his head on Watson shoulder, arm around Watson waist very tightly.
Watson pat slightly on Holmes' back, whispering “ get some rest, dear.”
Holmes yawn a little, he curl up to Watson “Do you go to start your practise now.”
Watson glance at clock “not yet, go to sleep, I will be here.”
Holmes nestle up to Watson and start to get his rest.
Watson just keep rub his back until his breath calm down.
He get up from the bed lightly, not wake Holmes, leave their room head to his paractise.
When Watson move back to Baker Street, he decide that he open his practise in Baker Street 221b again. He use his old room to work on his job, like the old time, and Holmes is happy for that, because Watson could always near by, anytime he could see Watson he could see him, just like the old time, Holmes is very happy of Watson's decision. For Watson, he make this decision part of it for Holmes, he know Holmes could love it, and he could happy to be all time with Holmes too. Since now he is infatuated with Holmes.
Part of reason for himself. Open again for a practise need to be cautious, and once he open it in Baker Street, open again here is more liable to him.
When Holmes wake up, it is already a quarter to three, he roll over to glance the clock, knowing that Watson will come back soon, it is a very amazing that even know that Watson
is just in the beside room, he still want him to get more near. In Holmes' life he never feel this kind of feeling before, he did not why, but Watson has been always in his mind, he did not know that when and why he love Watson, before he could figure it out,he already love Watson from all his heart, and there is not a turn back, and is wonderful that
Watson love him back too. In that moment, Watson come back with a tray in his hand, he put down the tray in table and walk back to bedroom, he sit down on the bedside and place a kiss on Holmes' lip “you are awake, I bring us lunch, get up and get dress, have some lunch with me.”
Watson know how much is bitter when he ask him to eat, so he just drag Holmes up, and hand him the clothes. Of course, as usual, Holmes did not has the mood to eat, he just sit in there, stare at Watson “I am not hungry, suited youself Watson.”
Watson sighed “ you know people need to eat their breakfast, lunch and dinner every day, so be good boy and eat some.”
Holmes shake his head and once again rest his head on Watson's lap.
Watson said nothing, just start to feed Holmes like the usual time Holmes did not eat. Holmes resist first, but he know that Watson just patient for him, he signed and let Watson feed him a little bread, not much, just a little, and Holmes push Watson's hand slightly “I am full, Watson.” Then Watson said nothing, fetched a cup of tea, and put some milk and sugar in it, hand to Holmes “drink this.” Holmes pout and wince, Watson ignore that “drink this and you will be a good fellow.”
Holmes take the tea and drink up, Watson smile and kiss him in cheek. Starting his own meal.
Deep in Holmes heart, he know that how much Watson dote on him, more than anyone in the world, Watson always try to make him comfortable, take good every care for him, and did not mention the endless love Watson give him, the most wonderful thing in his life is could be with Watson, make Watson love him.
Think of that, Holmes grin and fetch a cup of tea for Watson, put more milk and less sugar like Watson usual do, and place it in Watson hand.
After lunch, Holmes pull Watson for a wet and passion kiss, Watson smirk and said “ always passion, do you Holmes.”
Holmes just grin back “that is for I love you, Watson.”
Watson smile warmly “I love you too Holmes.” He hold Holmes' back steady and kiss him deeply.
And Holmes pull away from Watson first “I intend to work at my chemsity this afternoon, we could leave this for night.”
He walk out bedroom and toward his working desk to start his test.
Watson watch Holmes walk out, just smile and shake his head, it is Holmes' style, you could not know that what he is going to do.
He see that Holmes already fully attention in his chemsity test, so he walk to his desk for his job too.
They keep selence though their own working, but is comfortable this time, totally different from yesterday, not a little oddly behavior, just comfortable accompany with each other.
After dinner, of course Watson still need to ask Holmes to eat, and even feed him a little. They lie in the sofa together, feel very comfortable, Holmes lie on Watson chest, finger twist with Watson's, and listen to Watson read for him. Holmes wonder how much ferfect of this, he want it could last forever, he could to be with Watson with entire life. And he did not need more, as long as he could have Watson.