A Moment Alone

Sherlock was gone by the time John woke, the only sign of his presence a new burn mark on the kitchen table (which was not there when John retired, thank you). It was a quiet Monday afternoon, with warm sunlight and low traffic, and John felt very...

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Come About

john watson._ _well then, john watson,__ _the irishman said with a grin. _what would you say if i told you i could make you very rich?

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Desperate Measures

The man with the key is king. Jim knew that well, so very well, and with Sherlock... well, John was the key. The army doctor was his right hand, his best friend, and the person who mattered above all else. John had changed Sherlock, and that sort of...

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This Corrosion

_This is a turn-up, isn't it? _ Sherlock, the person he'd fixated on for so long, that impossible thorn in his side, had gone and gotten himself a pet. And, if he was being honest with himself, a damned good one. Muscular, if a little short, a bit...

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From Eden

For the first time since their relationship began, John felt the talons of his heat dig into his skin. Jim wasn't due back for hours, but the wracking pain kept him bedridden. How could he get his toys if he couldn't even stand? It wasn't fair; he'd...

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A Ghost in the Fog- A Johnlock Reunion Fic

"doctor john watson. i, sherlock holmes, love you. i have loved you since i first laid eyes on you. without you i am lost, adrift on a sea of nothingness.

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Two Daddies

My shota-interest seems to only pertain to john watson, but damn, it's strong. so this was suggested to me by a friend, whom i will never forgive for getting me to break my "no ot3" rule by tossing sweet little shota!

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That Scent Must Sustain (2): I'll Have This Desire

Four days. He had sat in silence for four days thinking of John. His John? He wished. He could be. His pupils dilated in Sherlock's presence, his heart rate increased just enough to be visual, but still he held back. This was what occupied Sherlock's...

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That Scent Must Sustain (4): Consumed by its Fire

Scream? Surely not. Sherlock Holmes was not a screamer, nor was he one to give away the machinations of his mind. John could try. Oh god, he wanted him to try. He hadn't expected to be so carried away by the seas of lust suppressed inside of him, but...

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That Scent Must Sustain (6): Takes Me Away

Sherlock knew that the most fascinating element of John Hamish Watson was his ability to be absolutely unpredictable. He had a habit of defying all of Sherlock's expectations, and it thrilled the detective. Here, unable to see, unable to touch, he knew...

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That Scent Must Sustain (3): I Need Every Day

Beneath him, Sherlock was breathing slowly. The rise and fall of his chest was hypnotizing; John almost lost himself in the rhythm. He shook his head and focused, letting his hands brush the silk robe from Sherlock's shoulders. It pooled around him,...

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Toy Soldier

john watson's vision blurred as his body began to give in, slumping toward the cold cement. sherlock, he tried to mutter, but the words wouldn't come. blackness overtook the doctor, pulling him into the void. help.

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