Sherlock has a fantasy of John and Jim in a threesome with him. Problem is the two hate each other. John thinks Sherlock is insane for even considering contact with the villain that tried to kill them, and Jim thinks John is ugly, boring, and a waste of Sherlock's time. Sherlock's goal is to get the two to make out on his cock. Sherlock having all the power is preferred. :P
You, Me, and The Devil Makes Three [1/?]
anonymous
January 7 2011, 00:52:59 UTC
"Christ, Sherlock, please. Fuck me harder!" John whined as Sherlock pounded into him. Sherlock grunted, and dug his nails into John's waist, turning the area pink and tender
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You, Me, and The Devil Makes Three [2/?]
anonymous
January 7 2011, 01:19:41 UTC
This is a strange story. I hope you like it, OP. Sherlock sighed and decided he should probably check his messages. There were two texts and two missed calls from Lestrade. He chose to just read the texts,
Another primary school. Westminster. Ten injured, two in critical condition. We need you.-GL
Damnit, Sherlock. Two of the injured are Anderson's children. Come immediately!-GL
Sherlock jumped up and grabbed his coat, his heart pounding fast. "John, there's been another!" he shouted.
"Busy not-thinking here, go on without me. What will I be of help, anyway? I’m stupid."
"John," Sherlock whined. "I didn’t mean it. You know I need you!"
Silence. "Need me? That's a new one," he said as he entered the sitting room and reached for his jacket. Sherlock loved that John never held grudges. He loved that the man was so loyal and trustworthy. To put it simply hee loved almost everything about the man. He gave John a warm smile and swooped out the door, down the stairs, and out of the building
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Oh my fucking- have you read this? What is this? This is... I have died. I have died a little death and gone up to heaven. I passed GO and collected $200 and now I am orgasming in heaven. And there is a hotel. And people keep landing on it. This is even better and twisted than I had hoped! And, oh look, PLOT! <3
Thank you from the bottom of my heart for filling my promt, I eagerly hit refresh for more!
You, Me, and The Devil Makes Three [4/?]
anonymous
January 8 2011, 01:00:43 UTC
I'm glad you guys like this! Thanks for reviewing :) There hadn't been another primary school bombing for a week, and Sherlock's fantasies were getting more lewd as his patience grew thinner. He'd masturbated furiously at least five times this week (when John was away at work) to The Thoughts, and each time he felt ashamed after doing so. But he kept doing it. If he ignored The Thoughts, they’d fester and grow into a monstrosity and who knows what would happen. Maybe they’d sneak up on him and he’d snap one day. Sherlock Holmes, once focused and pragmatic Sherlock Holmes, had suddenly became impressionable and romantic
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You, Me, and The Devil Makes Three [7/7]
anonymous
January 8 2011, 07:10:20 UTC
This turned out to be quite dark, so a warning: non-consensual sexMoriarty crushed his mouth onto John’s and reached a hand under the band of the doctor’s undergarment. John gave a noise of struggle, and Jim pulled the undergarment down completely exposing John to Sherlock. Sherlock stared in awe at the thin, elegant fingers around John’s large cock and felt warmer all of a sudden. He gulped. Moriarty was stroking John in rhythmic movements and John was, to his chagrin, hard. Sherlock had to bite his hand to stifle his moan
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Sherlock having all the power is preferred. :P
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Sherlock sighed and decided he should probably check his messages. There were two texts and two missed calls from Lestrade. He chose to just read the texts,
Another primary school. Westminster. Ten injured, two in critical condition. We need you.-GL
Damnit, Sherlock. Two of the injured are Anderson's children. Come immediately!-GL
Sherlock jumped up and grabbed his coat, his heart pounding fast. "John, there's been another!" he shouted.
"Busy not-thinking here, go on without me. What will I be of help, anyway? I’m stupid."
"John," Sherlock whined. "I didn’t mean it. You know I need you!"
Silence. "Need me? That's a new one," he said as he entered the sitting room and reached for his jacket. Sherlock loved that John never held grudges. He loved that the man was so loyal and trustworthy. To put it simply hee loved almost everything about the man. He gave John a warm smile and swooped out the door, down the stairs, and out of the building ( ... )
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I think Sherlock's fantasies will fuel my own at this rate. *fans self*
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...wait, brb. *runs off to her bunk*
*comes back three hours later*
Eagerly awaiting the continuation. This is masterful.
(Mycroft agrees! "emaster you" HE'S FUCKING TALKING ABOUT YOU.)
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This is even better and twisted than I had hoped! And, oh look, PLOT! <3
Thank you from the bottom of my heart for filling my promt, I eagerly hit refresh for more!
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*sitting at edge of seat*
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