A Sure Thing [H/W, NC17]

[sanguineheroine]

Title: A Sure Thing
Fandom: Sherlock Holmes
Pairings: Holmes/Watson
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 809
Summary: Inspired by this amazing work of art by lizardspots.
Warnings: Bondage. More un-beta’d bondage.
Disclaimer: I didn't make them up, but I don’t think I’ve been any crueller to them than any ‘reputable’ pastiche writer.

Comments

[gracefulfool]

I...yeah. Wow. Phwoar.

GUH.

[sanguineheroine]

I aim for GUH. *is pleased*

Thanks for taking the time to drop me a phwoar... They are always appreciated.

[soliandxpyne]

Guh. I think my icon speaks for itself here. Fabulous. >:d

[sanguineheroine]

Yeppers. There's some of that going on, I reckon.

Thanks!

[alittlebrighter]

0_o
I can't comment on this.
I have no words good enough ♥
Quite possibly the hottest thing I've read on this entire fandom. ILU xxxxxxxx

[sanguineheroine]

Woah! Thank you kindly! *collects heart and stows it away with others she has stolen*

[poledragon]

Oh jeeeez... *incoherent drool*

Can't even marshall my boneless self enough to flail in delight. Hot and delicious and deeply, deeply sensual.

"..wrapped tight in the tattered remains of my shirt..." Oh gods, the images of how that shirt got tattered have just fried my last remaining brain cell.

*slopes off to my bunk*

[sanguineheroine]

"...There comes a soft click and a cold pressure at my navel. Deliberately careless, Holmes skates the blade across my skin and my mouth goes dry when the stinging bite of the blade finally comes. Blood wells hot in the shallow wound and while I am counting my heartbeat in the throbbing pain, the glass buttons of my shirt fall to the floor like rain.

He pushes the shirt roughly from my shoulders, sliding the damp blade along the arms. My cufflinks press into the soft underside of my wrists when he wraps the linen tightly around my forearms and I know tomorrow there will be welts; not the brutal bracelet left by darbies and shackles but nevertheless a mortal reminder of the power Holmes holds over me.

With the short edge pressed into the dip of my collarbone, he rasps

"On your knees," and then, whimsically and wholly unnecessarily, "please?"

[poledragon]

OMG, I love you.

*note to self, do not read emails in the morning before completely ready or one will be terribly distracted and subsequently late...*

I still love you though :)

[sanguineheroine]

I do love me a bit of knife play... Good thing the boys seem amenable :)

[parparheaven]

GUHHHHHHHH

WARM.RICH.LIQUID.CHOCOLATE.

Like that.

[sanguineheroine]

Oh yeah *Horatio glasses*. Thanks!