Re: Stolen Moments pt 28/28 and ENDvelvet_maceJanuary 8 2011, 22:03:29 UTC
The lights flicked off again. Without a word, Mycroft turned around and walked slowly down the stairs. Sherlock remained a few minutes in the dark, listening to John sleep. By the time he wandered down the sitting room, Mycoft had gone.
Sherlock hadn't really expected any open praise or forgiveness from his older sibling. For him, the matter was closed and he'd moved on, the way he always did. Except for the marker, which he would call in.
Sherlock wondered if it would ever be over for him.
The next case was an aggressive purse snatcher, whose M.O. was to drive up to women and lean out the window and snag the bag and hit the accelerator. Four times it had ended with a woman pulled off her feet and thrown to the pavement. The fifth victim had been dragged under the rear wheel before the strap snapped.
Sherlock cursed the fact that the witnesses all seemed to have stared at precisely the wrong things. Trivial details like the pattern of the purse. What about the hand? Did no one notice anything about the hand? Of course, not. The license had been conveniently obscured with mud, but in what pattern. What kind of mud? Black Fiesta. Oh my, how many black Fiestas were there in London? Were there any scratches, dents? No one noticed.
Sherlock found the man anyway, though it took a dreary long while canvassing the pawn shops until he found the Gucci bag in question. From then on it was a matter of going through the owner's records and following the trail of hand-offs until John did the honors of throwing back the tarp over the car with the woman shaped dent in the rear door.
The perp fled his flat in nothing but his pants. He didn't get far in the deep winter chill. Lestrade provided him a warm car for the ride down to the MET. An undignified end to a nasty petty thief's career.
John and Sherlock laughed all the way to the Quilon, where Sherlock treated John to a proper five course feast of West Coast Indian cuisine. The atmosphere was intimate. The beer was good. The camaraderie was almost the same as it had been before mesmerism entered their lives.
It had been weeks now since their last "experiment". The memory was still rich in his mind, filled with tantalizing desire and shame. There wasn't really much learned by it, other than what Sherlock already knew. The taste of John's skin, the sound of his moans, the warmth of him, tight around his cock, holding him in the most intimate way possible.
Sex was boringly predictable. Messy. And far more complicated than it was worth. And yet, had he the chance, he wouldn't hesitated to repeat any of those stolen moments.
Sherlock put down his fork and gazed at John. There was one thing left to try.
"What if it weren't a pity fuck," he asked, boldly. Shall we give this a try.
John chewed. Swallowed. Glanced up. "Well, that would be completely different."
Re: Stolen Moments pt 28/28 and ENDdarthhellokittyJanuary 8 2011, 23:37:56 UTC
Wow... very dark, really, although at the end... if Sherlock can forgive himself, and be very, very sure that John doesn't suddenly remember everything...
Re: Stolen Moments pt 28/28 and ENDvelvet_maceJanuary 10 2011, 07:11:26 UTC
Sherlock is kinda amoral in this one. I don't think he'll have too much trouble forgiving himself. But yeah, it's a bit of a bomb if John ever finds out.
Re: Stolen Moments pt 28/28 and ENDs0mmerspr0ssenJanuary 8 2011, 23:52:18 UTC
Oh, I grew worried, so very very worried there in the end.
I still cannot really decide whether I think this is worse or "better" than rape. Obviously, John wasn't entirely opposed to the idea of having sex with Sherlock but never having really thought of it before the hypnosis? Not being able to object? Tricky and very, very dangerous.
This was a brilliant, fascinating read. It gives me a lot to think about which I think is a big compliment. You did very well with describing the conflict of Sherlock's and I think Mycroft essentially knowing but not really stopping his brother until it's pretty much too late is very much in character for him.
Thanks for letting me know you updated this! Definitely bookmarking this one!
Re: Stolen Moments pt 28/28 and ENDvelvet_maceJanuary 10 2011, 07:18:17 UTC
Well to be real, it is rape. It's a total violation of John. Even though John wasn't kicking and screaming, he was also pretty much "implant your preferences here". Which pretty much is the point of the whole hypnotism kink.
I think John genuinely liked Sherlock, and if he'd gotten past all his good reasons for not wanted to start up a relationship, they might have been fine, but Sherlock sure put his thumbprint on things. He's guilty as sin.
Mycroft is pretty amoral himself. He might not have caught on right away. It's possible he wasn't watching them that closely until John started behaving out of character.
Re: Stolen Moments pt 28/28 and ENDtellytubby101January 9 2011, 14:15:33 UTC
Wow, that was a fantastic story. It was more about the smut, which was good. I like fics with the emotional/mental element. Though the elements of non/dub-con threw me for a bit, I think you handled it well enough.
And damn, cutting this up into comment-length sections must have been a real pain in the ass. Are you thinking of perma-linking this at your journal?
Re: Stolen Moments pt 28/28 and ENDvelvet_maceJanuary 10 2011, 07:21:10 UTC
Well, this prompt really couldn't be handled without it being Dub/non-con. I mean, anytime you put someone under without their express permission -- it's mind rape at the very least.
Cutting it up sucked horribly. I'll be putting it up to my journal in the next couple of days. Unfortunately, right after uploading this, my computer crashed so hard it needed to be reformatted, so I'm still piecing things together from backups.
Re: Stolen Moments pt 28/28 and ENDvelvet_maceJanuary 9 2011, 16:31:51 UTC
This was really, really well done, showing us the rational way Sherlock convinces himself - logic can indeed be a dangerous thing.
Even though I'm sure the method of hypnosis is fictional (and oh god if it isn't PLEASE DON'T TELL ME) I am never letting someone give me a neck massage again...
Re: Stolen Moments pt 28/28 and ENDvelvet_maceJanuary 10 2011, 07:27:32 UTC
Just shows that logic can't replace morality.
It's totally fictional. Mythbusters has pretty much disproved that hypnosis works beyond a kind of placebo effect. But in fiction we can make anything happen.
Re: Stolen Moments pt 28/28 and ENDvelvet_maceJanuary 9 2011, 18:22:25 UTC
Oh god, YES! This is so wonderful. I love the possessive!Sherlock who doesn't always admit that he loves John and then he does. I don't even know if that makes any sense. And I adore the John that would just say, "I love you." *melts*
I'm going to just tuck this story close to my heart so I can read it whenever I want.
Re: Stolen Moments pt 28/28 and ENDalltoseekJanuary 13 2011, 05:35:41 UTC
It's amoral!sherlock at his amoraliest.
So amoral that I was surprised that he was upset that John developed his desire only after the hypnosis. I would have thought he'd been kinda smug. Still stopped the hypnosis, though, since he's right about not wanting to change John anymore.
Somehow you make all the nastiest stuff fun to read. I may have become as amoral as Sherlock :-)
Sherlock hadn't really expected any open praise or forgiveness from his older sibling. For him, the matter was closed and he'd moved on, the way he always did. Except for the marker, which he would call in.
Sherlock wondered if it would ever be over for him.
The next case was an aggressive purse snatcher, whose M.O. was to drive up to women and lean out the window and snag the bag and hit the accelerator. Four times it had ended with a woman pulled off her feet and thrown to the pavement. The fifth victim had been dragged under the rear wheel before the strap snapped.
Sherlock cursed the fact that the witnesses all seemed to have stared at precisely the wrong things. Trivial details like the pattern of the purse. What about the hand? Did no one notice anything about the hand? Of course, not. The license had been conveniently obscured with mud, but in what pattern. What kind of mud? Black Fiesta. Oh my, how many black Fiestas were there in London? Were there any scratches, dents? No one noticed.
Sherlock found the man anyway, though it took a dreary long while canvassing the pawn shops until he found the Gucci bag in question. From then on it was a matter of going through the owner's records and following the trail of hand-offs until John did the honors of throwing back the tarp over the car with the woman shaped dent in the rear door.
The perp fled his flat in nothing but his pants. He didn't get far in the deep winter chill. Lestrade provided him a warm car for the ride down to the MET. An undignified end to a nasty petty thief's career.
John and Sherlock laughed all the way to the Quilon, where Sherlock treated John to a proper five course feast of West Coast Indian cuisine. The atmosphere was intimate. The beer was good. The camaraderie was almost the same as it had been before mesmerism entered their lives.
It had been weeks now since their last "experiment". The memory was still rich in his mind, filled with tantalizing desire and shame. There wasn't really much learned by it, other than what Sherlock already knew. The taste of John's skin, the sound of his moans, the warmth of him, tight around his cock, holding him in the most intimate way possible.
Sex was boringly predictable. Messy. And far more complicated than it was worth. And yet, had he the chance, he wouldn't hesitated to repeat any of those stolen moments.
Sherlock put down his fork and gazed at John. There was one thing left to try.
"What if it weren't a pity fuck," he asked, boldly. Shall we give this a try.
John chewed. Swallowed. Glanced up. "Well, that would be completely different."
Sherlock's heart raced. "Would it?"
"Yeah, I loathe pity." John smiled. Yes.
Sherlock let out a bray of relief. "I love you."
John went back to his meal. "I love you, too."
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I still cannot really decide whether I think this is worse or "better" than rape. Obviously, John wasn't entirely opposed to the idea of having sex with Sherlock but never having really thought of it before the hypnosis? Not being able to object? Tricky and very, very dangerous.
This was a brilliant, fascinating read. It gives me a lot to think about which I think is a big compliment. You did very well with describing the conflict of Sherlock's and I think Mycroft essentially knowing but not really stopping his brother until it's pretty much too late is very much in character for him.
Thanks for letting me know you updated this! Definitely bookmarking this one!
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I think John genuinely liked Sherlock, and if he'd gotten past all his good reasons for not wanted to start up a relationship, they might have been fine, but Sherlock sure put his thumbprint on things. He's guilty as sin.
Mycroft is pretty amoral himself. He might not have caught on right away. It's possible he wasn't watching them that closely until John started behaving out of character.
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And damn, cutting this up into comment-length sections must have been a real pain in the ass. Are you thinking of perma-linking this at your journal?
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Dammit, I need sleep.
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Cutting it up sucked horribly. I'll be putting it up to my journal in the next couple of days. Unfortunately, right after uploading this, my computer crashed so hard it needed to be reformatted, so I'm still piecing things together from backups.
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Even though I'm sure the method of hypnosis is fictional (and oh god if it isn't PLEASE DON'T TELL ME) I am never letting someone give me a neck massage again...
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It's totally fictional. Mythbusters has pretty much disproved that hypnosis works beyond a kind of placebo effect. But in fiction we can make anything happen.
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I'm going to just tuck this story close to my heart so I can read it whenever I want.
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So amoral that I was surprised that he was upset that John developed his desire only after the hypnosis. I would have thought he'd been kinda smug. Still stopped the hypnosis, though, since he's right about not wanting to change John anymore.
Somehow you make all the nastiest stuff fun to read. I may have become as amoral as Sherlock :-)
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