8th July (Charli's POV):
We said goodbye to my parents and left to go back home.
When we finally arrived back home, I grabbed Jim's hand and we ran into our house. He grabbed the champagne and glasses and I lit some candles in the living room. He joined me and we spent the night celebrating.
I kissed him many times during this time, but the last one I gave him may have proven costly for me. He kissed me with as much force and pressure as he possibly could until I was laying down on the sofa. He then grabbed my hand and dragged me up to our bedroom.
He pressed his lips forcefully onto mine I tried kissing him back harder until it was a full on war. One which I lost. He spun me around and placed me gently onto the bed completely contrasting the way he was kissing me previously. He began to undo his shirt and trousers until he was left in his boxers.
He began to relieve me of my top and jeans until I was in my underwear but soon enough they were also quickly disguarded. He began kissing me again moving his hands around my body and at that point I knew there was no point trying to win this war.
"Good girl" He purred into my ear, nibbling on the lobe, "I've got some something that I thought would be fun to try out. Is that OK?"
"Of course, just get on with it!" I pleaded,
He wrapped his tie around my eyes and then grabbed some more and tied my hands to the headboard. When he got bored of this he took them off me and it descended into a war of control again. In the end, I conceded to let him win. His hair was stuck to his face from sweat and he looked even more gorgeous than ever like this. I leaned over to him and placed a small kiss on the side of his head and we fell asleep side by side.
12th July:
Today we had decided to walk around town, hand in hand, window shopping. Nothing could be more perfect then this. It didn't feel like I was engaged to a criminal mastermind at all but at the same time I didn't mind.
Danger is at bay for now at least so it's probably time me and Jim spend even more time together than we already are.
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Falling For The Villain (CURRENTLY UNDER HEAVY EDITING)
Fanfiction"He looked at me, his beautiful brown eyes full of lust. His hands wrapped around me pulling me close. This is when I knew Sherlock was right I was falling for the villain!" Moriarty fan fiction Contains Moriarty and Smut
