sequel to See that walking stick

[delorita]

Sooooo because I got SO MUCH FB for the first part, my muse decided to write more. I still like the first part best but the second and third drabble are for practice to write them :D candygram_5000 I hope you like it anyway ;) (I'm posting all three together so you readers get the right feeling for it)


Title: See that Walking Stick?
Author: Delorita
Pairing/Characters: Holmes/Watson
Rating: PG13 (lol so not sure about that)
Word Count: 300
Spoilers: the true nature of Watson's walking stick
Summary: inappropriate thoughts, innapropriate behaviour
Notes/Warnings: Holmes' POV. Thanks go to my dear beta ladylovelace
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?"

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"No." I state firmly, holding his gaze with mine.

I will not give in too soon.

We stare at each other.

I see how his knuckles turn white; so hard is he gripping his weapon.

"My dear fellow," I start and my voice sounds even. "What was it you wanted to say about the case?"

I observe the slight twitch of his mouth beneath his moustache.

I lick my lips, slowly.

He lowers his lashes and turns his back on me. I do not fail to hear the hoarse moan that escapes him.

"Is there something else on y o u r mind?"

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I stand and he turns.

We both take two steps forward and without further words we crush our mouths together.

Kissing hard.

Insistent.

Our erections clash.

It is not often that our strange lust overcomes us during work, but my dear Watson's walking stick holds just too much innuendo.

"I want you to do that to me." I rasp, gripping his lapels.

I swipe my tongue tentatively across his moustache.

He is closing his eyes briefly to retain his composure; then his clear eyes sparkle mischievously and he smirks again, "It would be my utmost pleasure, my dear Holmes."

F I N

Comments

[candygram-5000.livejournal.com]

I'm grinning like a loon, you probably can hear it where you stand!! So hot and food!! Thanks for doing this, and so fast after the first one!! I love the way you never disappoint the people that follows you! *BG*

[delorita.livejournal.com]

hhmmmmm T H A N K YOUUUUUUUUUUU!!!!!!!! Well, as long as my muse cooperates and isn't loosing the spirit for a certain couple, I tend to respond to each request! Especially since feedback is always a very encouraging thing for a writer/artist. *grinning like a loon too*

It is very sweet

[floratang.livejournal.com]

Always love your story, because they are so warm and sweet, I love to see them live together like this.

Re: It is very sweet

[delorita.livejournal.com]

ohhh you found this one! COOL!! Thanks for your lovely feedback :D:D:D:D

[sanguineheroine.livejournal.com]

That first one is gold!

[delorita.livejournal.com]

THANK YOUUUUUUUUU!!!!! It is a pleasure to write them, isn't it :D