We had just finished a case, the thrill of the chase still rushing through our veins. Sherlock was giggling like a maniac. His smile made my heart swim. Im in too deep, I thought. As indeed I was.
We hailed a cab back to 221B Baker Street. Sherlock sat closer to me than usual, atleast I hoped. He had put his hand on my thigh, leaving me a speechless sputtering mess. He had began to rub gently small circles with his thumb, as I tried to conceal a moan.
We had finally arrived. I paid the cabbie before Sherlock was able to pull me away, a little too eager to get inside.
He slammed the door closed and pressed me against the wall, wrapping a hand around my waist while the other caressed my cheek. I could feel his warm, ragged breaths and hungry, lustful eyes.
"Sherlock?" I whispered breathlessly.
"John," his voice was deep and husky. I put my hands on the back off his neck as he leaned in. His lips were on mine in a passionate kiss, releasing years of pent up emotions as he melted into it.
He pulled away slowly, his eyes still closed as he rested his forehead on mine.
"I love you, John Watson,"
"And I love you, Sherlock Holmes,"
We pulled away from each other, unfortunately. My cheeks hurt from smiling, but my mind was other places, like the fond look Sherlock was giving me.
"Tea?" he asked out of nowhere.
"Please," I responded as we began to walk up the stairs hand-in-hand.
Im really sorry its so short. I just remembered I had this book and felt bad I hadn't written anything, so I thought I would atleast write something. Anyway, have a good day, lovelies.
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FanfictionOneshots of different fandoms such as Sherlock and Supernatural. To be honest, that will be all that this book consists of, most likely. I'm pretty basic...and lazy...but I hope you enjoy!
