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Title: See that Walking Stick?
Author: Delorita
Pairing/Characters: Holmes/Watson
Rating: PG13
Word Count: 100
Spoilers: the true nature of Watson's walking stick
Summary: inappropriate thoughts
Notes/Warnings: Holmes' POV. BIG thanks to my beta![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
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Disclaimer: The delicious characters belong to Sir Arthur Conan Doyle and Guy Richie. And I want to thank Jude Law and Robert Downey Jr. for playing them so perfectly and bring them to life for me.
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I have to hold my breath.
I have to close my eyes.
I want to cover up my ears, too, but that would be just too awkward.
My dear Watson is playing nervously with his sword stick.
He pulls it out of its sheath; just a fragment.
Slides it in again.
Pulls it out.
And I gasp.
He shoots a distracted glance into my direction.
I look away innocently; busying myself with the letter we just received.
He sheaths the blade even more slowly.
A wicked grin appears on his face.
"Is there something else on your mind, Holmes?"
holmeswatson09 I am totally speechless. I've NEVER had SO MUCH FB before at once. WOW, just WOWOWOWOWOWO!!!! Title: See that Walking Stick?
Author: Delorita
Pairing/Characters: Holmes/Watson
Rating: PG13
Word Count: 100
Spoilers: the true nature of Watson's walking stick
Summary: inappropriate thoughts
Notes/Warnings: Holmes' POV. BIG thanks to my beta
ladylovelaceDisclaimer: The delicious characters belong to Sir Arthur Conan Doyle and Guy Richie. And I want to thank Jude Law and Robert Downey Jr. for playing them so perfectly and bring them to life for me.
+++++++++++++++++
I have to hold my breath.
I have to close my eyes.
I want to cover up my ears, too, but that would be just too awkward.
My dear Watson is playing nervously with his sword stick.
He pulls it out of its sheath; just a fragment.
Slides it in again.
Pulls it out.
And I gasp.
He shoots a distracted glance into my direction.
I look away innocently; busying myself with the letter we just received.
He sheaths the blade even more slowly.
A wicked grin appears on his face.
"Is there something else on your mind, Holmes?"
