SHERLOCK SMUT

longing

Sherlock hasn't been home in a few days. you know that's he's working on a case with john, you like to believe that you're a pretty independent woman but you can't ignore that fact that when he's gone you feel incredibly lonely... incredibly empty.

you wake up to an emptiness in the spot by your side where he should be, arms wrapped protectively around you. You brush your teeth, he is not beside you, you make dinner but only for yourself and he is not there to bother you or make you laugh.. his hands are not wrapped around your waist almost the whole time.

almost all you can do is picture yourself with him. but none of this compares to how lonely and empty you feel when you've stripped all your clothes off in your bed, yearning for his touch with two of your own fingers inside of your pussy. your fingers wet and slippery inside of you and curl and uncurl them inside yourself yet.. your hands are so much smaller than his.. slimmer than his. they don't fill you up the way his do, they don't feel the way his do.

and you are so so frustrated.. so lonely.. and so goddamn empty. so you keep going, just for him, hoping that somewhere, where ever he is that he's thinking of you. in ways that he shouldn't in front of other people. you just miss him so much.

little.. soft moans begin to fill your shared bedroom. soft whimpers even. you know that if he were here, he wouldn't be able to resist you for this long.

you can almost picture him standing at the foot of the bed watching you pleasure that pretty little pussy of yours all just for him. he'd be so proud of you. you feel the pleasure in your body building up and up and up. and yet.. you can't seem to cum without his fingers.. his tongue.. or his dick.

you end up so damn frustrated and not able to cum that you just fall asleep. after you have pulled your fingers out of yourself you slip a finger into your mouth.. and then two just to taste yourself as sherlock would've done. you then wrap your arms around yourself and you think maybe if you could hold yourself the way he holds you at night then.. you could trick your brain into thinking he was actually there.

offer yourself some damn comfort, but it isn't working.. how silly could you possibly be to think it could ever work. you slowly start to drift off to sleep and you dream of only him returning home.

after this night there was more to come, the sun would come up and go back down and the days turned into the weeks. a month and sherlock still wasn't home. you missed him so much you started to become delusional.. wondering if he'd come home... he hadn't contacted you not once during this and your heart and mental were becoming so defeated. you wondered how long you could wait for him and at this point if you would ever stop and your heart absolutely ached.

molly and mary had come to visit you plenty of times though! mrs hudson felt the motherly need to take care of you, bringing you meals and tea, it put her mind to ease knowing that at the very least you had eaten and she kept you well feed.

you molly and marry sit in the living room of your flat, making small talk, hoping to get your mind off of him but it wasn't that easy considering mary was also missing her other half. john had been gone just as long as sherlock had been. things were .. tense between them but she loved him still.

"so how are things?.. y/n? everying alright? i'm sure mrs.hudson has been keeping you company?" Molly says, in a very sincere yet concerned voice.

the look on your face from molly's point of view is as if all the happiness had faded and you started to look.. well a bit out of it. "oh yes she has! she has.. I um. i'm okay really.. " You reply.. trying to keep strong. "i just.. -"

your eyes are already begin to water and you want to seem strong on the outside so badly but every time you think of him your mental fortitude just breaks. Mary noticed this instantly.. and the room now has a dry tenseness to it. She looks away from you.. only because she told herself she wouldn't cry if you did but she can't help it.. how is she to raise a child on her own? john hasn't contacted her either.