Silence Will Fall (BBC Sherlock Fanfiction) ✔️

Chapter 6

I was walking around London, when I bump into a man.

"I'm sorry-" I look up to see it was Moriarity.

"I take it back, not sorry." I say walking away. He grabs my wrist and spins me around. I bump into his chest, causing him to catch me.

"Jim, I knew you wanted me- but this is too much." I joke giggling. He just looks into my eyes. I roll them.

"I've got places to be, people to kill, reputations to burn." He just chuckles.

"I need to speak to you."

"So you could kill me? Come to my place. At least I know I won't die."

"How would you not die in your own apartment if I wanted you to?"

"Thats the thing with you Moriarity. You like playing with your toys. You want to play puppeteer. Well? Two can play at that game." He lets go of my wrist and I start walking home, him in tow. When we arrive, I see Davidson in the kitchen. He looks up at me and smiles. When he notices Moriarity, he glares.

"Davidson, out. Business." He nods, and walks away.

"First i'm gonna go change into something comfortable." I end up wearing baggy pants and tank top. I stare at Moriarity, who was on the couch. After a long period of silence I break it.

"Well? Speak." I bark out. He just smiles.

"No, just wanted to see you."

"Ah yes, analyze me? Jim this is boring. I could've been doing something productive, not having you stare at me like a predator." He just leans back and opens his arms out. I shake my head, standing up off the couch. He then spins me into a kiss, which can only be described as lustful yet passionate.

The taste of spearmint gum whirls into my mouth, and I moan, my tongue attacking his in a frenzy of wrestling. He lets go of me and I slap him. His head turns to the left. I grab his head, then kiss him again, taking him by surprise. I let go, to breathe, as I am panting from the intensity. I push him to my bedroom and lock him in with me.

"Mr. Moriarity, naughty naughty boy. You should learn a lesson."

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I push him to the bed, but not before pulling of his westwood blazer.

"Be careful-"

"Shut up and kiss me." I growl out. I kiss his lips hard, surely swelling them up. I finger his dark hair, making it messy. I start kissing his jaw. I then start unbuttoning his shirt. When I finish, I throw his shirt to the floor. Then he pulls over my shirt, fingering my bra. I moan into him, grinding myself on his lap. He kisses and sucks all over my neck and jaw.

I then push him down onto my bed. I start kissing his chest. He groans and I giggle. I get to his pants, unbuckle them then throw them to the floor. He is only in his boxers now- hes huge.I smirk. He looks at me in exasperation. I pull down my baggy pants, leaving me in my lacey undergarments. I then crawl back on him then kiss his cheeks, jawline, then his neck.

"Make me scream." I whisper. He grunts in response, and I feel something against my leg. I then undo my bra and he gets to work. He kisses down my cleavage, then gets to my breasts. He holds them in his big hands, and pinches my nipples. I gasp at him. He then bites my right one, while pinching the left. He looks up at me and I moan loudly. He then suckles on each one, never leaving them out. They harden as soon as they hit the cold air. I then pull down his boxers, and gasp.

Holy Shit.. I get to work. I kiss the tip, then the sides, as he does the sexiest moan. I then start licking like he's a popsicle. Lick just the tip- then the sides, finally i just shove him in my mouth. He groans and pushes my head further and my gag reflexes hum. I then pull him out and gasp. I couldn't breathe. I then pull of my thongs, and he opens my legs, then starts licking. I just gasp, moan and groan.

After twenty minutes he finally goes in. He starts in slowly, just the tip, then rams in hard all the way to my g-spot, making me scream out loudly. He pulls out completely the repeats this, going deeper every time. I then flipped him down, so I was on top. He just groans as I work. I get off, then slowly go down, moving side to side

. He moans out loud, and just holds my hips. He then flips me over in attempt to be dominant. I push him back down, then lie down on him. My breasts were squished onto his hard chest. I still was riding him. I look into his eyes, and they were swirling with different shades of brown. When we finished, a whole day passed, my legs and throat were sore.

"So did I make you scream loud enough?" He asks, turning to look at me. I nod in exasperation.