Sherlock... Finally someone in Moriarty's size, not literally of course. Damn he was so sexy back then at the pool. Moriarty still felt arousal rising when he thought about the moment Sherlock lowered the gun onto the bomb. He wondered how it would have felt. His blood, mixed with the one of the master detective. Two consultants, one for crime and one for solving it, united in an explosion of heat and fire. Oh yeah, in his own twisted way, Moriarty definitely had a crush on Sherlock. Why else would he let this man get stalked like crazy? Sherlock was his first real opponent, his game partner.
And he was the reason why it all collapsed.
Just another Sheriarty ff that kept me busy at night :)
TRIGGER WARNING
suicidal stuff, violence, rape and angst
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Abgeschlossene Geschichte
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Sherlock had an idea - a very bad idea, he was sure, but alcohol had a way of making bad ideas happen, did it not? Besides, it was for an experiment.
His mind made up, Sherlock forced himself to look back at John who was now leaned against the back of the sofa and watching Sherlock with a soft smile. The detective swallowed thickly. "I dare you..." Sherlock began, his heart pounding a little harder than usual, "To pretend like you're in love with me for one day."
John would refuse, of course.
Wouldn't he?