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The suspect happened to be a hypnotherapist who had altered her boyfriend’s memories just enough to provide herself with a solid alibi. As usual, Sherlock unraveled their stories with a speed and brilliance that made John’s head spin. One look at the boyfriend’s jacket, and he knew exactly where he had spent Saturday night-not, as it turned out, at home with the hypnotherapist watching telly. Which left her plenty of opportunity to murder the client with whom she’d been having an affair.
It was one of the most difficult cases John had been a part of, and not because it was particularly violent, or dangerous, or challenging. Violence and danger he could handle, clearly. And the challenge was Sherlock’s territory. If anything, the case had been not quite challenging enough.
No, what made it difficult was the constant talk of inductions, trances, suggestibility, vulnerability, hypnotic states. These topics just didn’t come up in day-to-day conversation, and for three days solid it was all anyone would discuss, especially Sherlock. John had never been so constantly aroused in his life. And it became increasingly difficult to avoid a hard-on at the crime scene, or at home, or even at work as soon as his thoughts drifted to the case.
And John knew, just knew, that the hypnosis was not all therapeutic. He listened to Sherlock’s deductions, and all he could think about were the hypnotherapist and boyfriend in bed, playing god knew what sort of kinky mind games, meddling so much with his free will that planting an invented memory was simple. Then he thought of the client, the one who was murdered, and the first moment his therapy session had turned erotic. There was nothing that pointed to the affair starting in the middle of a trance, per se, but John drew his own conclusions, and his imagination provided every detail at night as he wanked in bed.
So yes, John had a bit of a hypnosis kink. It wasn’t something he ever planned to bring to a relationship, just a private matter between himself and his right hand. But then, nothing was truly private when one lived with Sherlock.
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My mind provided me with a bit of ominous music as I read the last line. :P I wonder how Sherlock will figure out this particular secret.
I'm looking forward to whatever comes next, whenever it comes! Oh, and I quite like the title. :)
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