Fill: A Thorough Examination 6b/? marill_chanSeptember 27 2010, 20:13:42 UTC
"You can," John said. "We're nowhere what you can handle yet. Most people mean pain when they talk about the body's limits, but pleasure can be just as intense. Am I right?"
Sherlock couldn't answer, couldn't even really form words inside his own head. His cock was hard and pulsing pre-come that leaked down the shaft and stuck to his stomach. He was so close, muscles shaking with it, cock hot and aching. If he could just touch, it would be over in seconds.
"Of course, pain has its place, too. In controlled situations. Like this one."
A trail of sharp pricks ran up the inside of Sherlock's right thigh. It was distracting more than painful, but the higher up they went, the more sensitive his skin became. When it rolled over his balls he sucked in breath and went very still.
"Wartenburg pinwheel. Designed to test nerve response. They make disposable models now, but I like the steel myself. What do you think?"
It ran up the underside of Sherlock's cock, sharp, so sharp against skin stretched tight. Sherlock's chest heaved, and his
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Re: Fill: A Thorough Examination 6c/? marill_chanSeptember 27 2010, 21:37:07 UTC
GUH. You are brilliant. And amazing. And EVIL!!! WHY DID YOU STOP THERE OMG OMG OMG WRITE MORE WHAT HAPPENS NEXT WHERE IS THE SEVENTH PART OMGOMGOMG CONTINUE PLEEEEEEEEEASE!!!
This fic is brilliant and so evil and sexy and hot, and I love you and will worhip at your altar of awesomeness. Wow. Guh. UNF, so so much.
Re: Fill: A Thorough Examination 6c/? marill_chanSeptember 28 2010, 05:41:44 UTC
Most people mean pain when they talk about the body's limits, but pleasure can be just as intense.
Anon, this is the hottest thing I have ever read in this fandom. And I have read a lot in this fandom. I really hope you continue, but if not, know that you are adored by me for writing this!
(Captcha is counting sinners. I think that applies!)
Re: Fill: A Thorough Examination 6c/? kakareenSeptember 28 2010, 20:56:37 UTC
What I'm finding incredibly fascinating, is how very perversely gentle John is being in his sadism, in this assault. Quiet, assured, soothing, and completely uncaring of Sherlock's mental and emotional well-being.
However, it does seem that he has very little desire in truly harming him physically, permanently. Probably because he wants to be able to do this again. And again.
Fill: A Thorough Examination 7b/? marill_chanSeptember 28 2010, 23:55:19 UTC
He opened one pair, fitted Sherlock's left nipple between the open end, and closed it. Sherlock's breath caught in his throat as John locked it shut and let it fall against his chest so that it twisted the skin caught in its grip ever so slightly.
"You're so sensitive there," John murmured. He ran a thumb over the trapped point of flesh. "That first exam, your reaction-- You might've avoided this if you'd bothered to hide that at all."
"I couldn't."
John fastened the other one in place and turned away. Sherlock tried not to move. Every time he did, the weight of the handles moved across his skin and dragged at his nipples. The pain wasn't much, but it was as distracting as John had promised. And it wasn't just pain. There was a certain heat as well, a sensitivity that grew and spread out over his chest.
"I did think of piercing you there," John said, as he returned.
Their eyes met while Sherlock's first, idiotic, emotional response was still showing on his face. John's eyes widened
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Sherlock couldn't answer, couldn't even really form words inside his own head. His cock was hard and pulsing pre-come that leaked down the shaft and stuck to his stomach. He was so close, muscles shaking with it, cock hot and aching. If he could just touch, it would be over in seconds.
"Of course, pain has its place, too. In controlled situations. Like this one."
A trail of sharp pricks ran up the inside of Sherlock's right thigh. It was distracting more than painful, but the higher up they went, the more sensitive his skin became. When it rolled over his balls he sucked in breath and went very still.
"Wartenburg pinwheel. Designed to test nerve response. They make disposable models now, but I like the steel myself. What do you think?"
It ran up the underside of Sherlock's cock, sharp, so sharp against skin stretched tight. Sherlock's chest heaved, and his ( ... )
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This is incredible, Anon. Brava. Brava. @_@
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WHY DID YOU STOP THERE OMG OMG OMG WRITE MORE WHAT HAPPENS NEXT WHERE IS THE SEVENTH PART OMGOMGOMG CONTINUE PLEEEEEEEEEASE!!!
This fic is brilliant and so evil and sexy and hot, and I love you and will worhip at your altar of awesomeness.
Wow. Guh. UNF, so so much.
Seriously.
Moar now plz!
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Anon, this is the hottest thing I have ever read in this fandom. And I have read a lot in this fandom. I really hope you continue, but if not, know that you are adored by me for writing this!
(Captcha is counting sinners. I think that applies!)
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However, it does seem that he has very little desire in truly harming him physically, permanently. Probably because he wants to be able to do this again. And again.
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"You're so sensitive there," John murmured. He ran a thumb over the trapped point of flesh. "That first exam, your reaction-- You might've avoided this if you'd bothered to hide that at all."
"I couldn't."
John fastened the other one in place and turned away. Sherlock tried not to move. Every time he did, the weight of the handles moved across his skin and dragged at his nipples. The pain wasn't much, but it was as distracting as John had promised. And it wasn't just pain. There was a certain heat as well, a sensitivity that grew and spread out over his chest.
"I did think of piercing you there," John said, as he returned.
Their eyes met while Sherlock's first, idiotic, emotional response was still showing on his face. John's eyes widened ( ... )
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She just doesn't know it yet.
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