Chapter 7

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The next day I had hickeys and bruises all over my neck and body. I kept them out, not caring. When Davidson saw me he fumes.

"Are you kidding me?" I shrug.

"He's still asleep Erik. Hush." I state getting coffee.

"You had sex with moriarity?!" He whisper-yells. I nod at him.

"Battle scars Davidson. Now I could rummage through his stuff and get them." I poke his nose and walk back into my room. He is still asleep, and i pick up his blazer.

I rattle in all the pockets to find some notes, his phone and earphones. I look at the notes.

'Irene Adler- Call @ 3 Pm'

'Iris- welcome'

'Sherlock Holmes- new victim'

I look up, and Moriarity is still asleep. I hear the door close, meaning Davidson left. I then put everything away and go back in bed. I start kissing Moriarity on the cheek, and his lips. He opens his eyes, and blinks a couple times.

"Whazgoinon?" He says, his irish accent heard.

"Mmm... Too bad when I kill you I won't be able to fuck you again. Shame." He just chuckles.He gets out of bed and walks to the bathroom. I follow him, and start stripping.He turns around, and I see his body. Fit- but not total muscle. I chuckle at him.

"I'll be in the shower." I turn it on and go in.

He watches me through the glass door of the shower. I then rub the body soap all over myself. I hear the door click and he is behind me.

"You don't have much body control do you?"

"Well how can I leave you here all alone?" I giggle. I then wash my hair, and watch moriarity.

"Clean me." He states. I roll my eyes.

I just kiss his lips and walk out, leaving him in the shower alone. I giggle and get a towel. I dry myself off and walk out naked. I slide on some undergarments and I get dressed for the day. I walked back in the bathroom to put on makeup. I look at him through the mirror.

"Why did you sleep with me?" He asks. I smile.

"Ah ah ah. Why should I tell the other chess player my move?" His eyes flash anger, now wanting to know my motives behind the action.

"You know I could squish you." He says menacingly. I walk to the shower, and open the glass door.

"No you won't."

"You think that?" He asks in a sing-song tone.

"I know that." He just glares.

"Oh you do? How do you know I didn't have any motives?" I just giggle.

"James, you make me laugh. It's so blantantly obvious. Why would you have kissed me first? You wanted to see a crack in my walls, pick at it t'ill they crumble. You want to burn me inside out."

"You are good." He states. The water cascades down his forehead into his eyes, where he blinks repeatedly.

"Plus you wouldn't kill me because I have leverage." He lifts one eyebrow up.

"Oh really?"

"Sherlock Holmes." He stops moving completely, and glares at me.

"I'm not stupid Moriarity." I smirk and walk out.

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