You need to go read this. And
its epilogue.
It's called Transport and is written by
thisprettywren, and basically, it's one of the very few fics I've ever read that perfectly captures the downside of what it must be like to live in Sherlock's head. Includes consentual bondage and sensory deprivation.
EDIT: And this one...not so much with the sex, but a rather lovely character study about John getting back into drawing again, which roughly parallels my own recent relapse into the ten-pencil-a-day habit.
Captured by
10leaguesbeyond.
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