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sherlock holmes - henry Cavill (Enola holmes)

Warning: Vulgarly conversation, leading up to smut (pt2 has smut) 

word count: 485 

Your POV

I strode into the living room, expecting to find Enola, but in her place found the silhouette of a man standing by the window.

"Who are you?" I bluntly ask, in confusion as I was not expecting company.

He turned to face me. A black curl dangled on one side of his perfectly structured face. His features were hard as if someone had carved him out of stone. 

"Sherlock Holmes, Enola's Brother and since the passing of my mother, the owner of this house. And who may you be miss?" he raised an eyebrow as he looked up and down at my scruffy form.

"Ms Y/n L/n," I quickly correct him, "I was placed in charge of Enola and her learning while her mother was placed on bed rest." I continued to explain.

"well Ms Y/n L/n," a voice came from the doorway, "you won't have to worry about that troublesome child anymore as she shall be off to finishing school in the morning to come." 

"What?" I spun around quickly.

"Now miss L/n-"

"Its Ms"

"fine Ms L/n, I'm sure you've tried your very best to give Enola the best education but I believe you're lacking in the areas of etiquette and marriage."

"Mrs Holmes made it very clear to me that it was not necessary to teach Enola etiquette but instead life skills and give her an education. I would perhaps be happy to add etiquette to her curriculum, but as for marriage, I'm unsure of what there is to teach. Unless you are wanting me to teach her about coitus?" I raise an eyebrow at the speechless men who had clearly been caught off guard by my vulgarity.

"No Ms, that will not be necessary. Enola has been sent to finishing school for a reason and I can assure you from your unmarried status and unruly behaviour that you would not be able to teach Enola to the standard we require," The unnamed man in the doorway spoke.

I shot a glare at the man as turned on his heels promptly.

"Sherlock, are you coming?" The man called already halfway down the stairs.

"One moment please brother." he never guided his eyes away from me. 

"I must apologise for my brother's rude behaviour," he took a step closer

"no, do not trouble yourself over it, sir," 

"Y/n, forgive my curiosity but I can't help but wonder who such a beautiful, intelligent young lady as yourself is not married?" 

I hadn't noticed how close he had gotten till his breath was fanning against my bare skin.

"Well, Mr Sherlock, if I was married then I wouldn't be able to do this," I reached up to press my lips against his as my hand trailed from his jawline into his hair. 

SMUT IN PART 2 BITCHES

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