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Watson was, at least, as good as his word as far as his promise to treat Holmes to dinner went, even if the offer had been made under slightly different circumstances with slightly different goals in mind, slightly different expectations.

Little had changed between them, too, except in an unspoken sense. When they sat together on the sofa they sat closer than they had been, and there were occassional kisses between them, as light and as hesitant as that first night. Whether the excuse was more Holmes's lip or Watson's inexperience was debatable. And if it was the latter, that hurt his pride. He was no blushing virgin, no untried youth. It was the gender of his partner that was new. Surely it could not be so different?

He didn't know the answer to that.

As the week stretched on he was beginning to be just a bit overeager; despite his own unease, his own fears, he was a man of action. He had to wonder if Holmes, being more experienced, was not impatient with him, too.

But he had held onto his riches successfully, and on what had seemed an ideal night he had paid for dinner for the two of them at one of the nicer of their favourite restaurants, and they had gone to a concert afterwards. Both had been splendid. It had been a well-spent evening, despite Watson's dual eagerness and anxiety for what might happen on their return.

Coming home in the hansom afterwards was certainly a far different experience than the ride home from the boxing match. Watson let their shoulders touch, their thighs, surely contact that would look perfectly innocent to an onlooker, although he could not entirely convince himself that they would not immediately be found out and arrested.

Date: 2011-02-18 04:03 am (UTC)
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Though of course Holmes dreads the idea of discovery, he's forgotten how much he enjoys these subversive little games of affection. He lets their thighs rest together, remember how this action seemed too hopeful and risky just about a week ago, and now it's just the tip of a greater iceberg of intimacies.

It is true, though, that he and Watson haven't gotten very far in exploring the physical possibilities between them. He's been hesitant to push things ahead, too afraid of startling Watson by coming on too strong. He'd expressed a good deal of distaste for this kind of lifestyle on that first night of their arrangement, and the last thing Holmes wants is to undue the progress Watson's made toward accepting these desires, and Holmes.

The dinner tonight, though, and the thigh against his own -- it all seems to be conspiring to suggest that maybe Watson is ready for a little more adventurousness. Holmes has kept his attentions light and gentle, half because he had to, but since his lip has healed, it's simply been... awkward. When to start kissing more passionately? When does one just decide that?

Perhaps after a first official outing.

Holmes resolves to try pushing them forward a little bit tonight -- certainly he isn't sure he could wait another day, anyway.

"That was certainly a remarkable evening," he comments finally. "A marked contrast from the way we spent the evening earning our funds for tonight." His tone is innocent but his smile is more playful. "But I suppose there's time yet to see what we can do about that," he adds, much softer, his words nearly lost in the din of the hansom and London just outside it.

Date: 2011-02-18 04:59 am (UTC)
mustbethetruth: (Unbuttoned. Sexy hands. Oh Watson...)
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He lifts an eyebrow in surprise, but he's more than pleased to hear Watson's just as eager for some progression in this matter as Holmes is -- well perhaps not just as eager but certainly to some degree. He subtly shifts his leg, his thigh pressing tighter against Watson's for a moment, and his smile widens.

"I don't see why we shouldn't. In fact, I was hoping you might suggest something of the sort, particularly because I was already planning on seeing about it." He winks slightly, suddenly all the more eager to reach Baker street. He knows better than to hope for too much; at the very least some more thorough kissing would be perfect.

Date: 2011-02-18 05:22 am (UTC)
mustbethetruth: (Do you have it yet?)
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"Very convenient. It should make this evening all the more enjoyable." They're close now -- the cab's just going over a patch of road that tells Holmes they're a few minutes away -- and Holmes is far too eager to reach their destination. He can sense Watson's hesitation, and truthfully he feels a little bit of stage fright himself, but he hopes that once they reach privacy he can dispel some of Watson's fears.

"And I'm determined we'll enjoy ourselves," he adds, softer.

Date: 2011-02-18 05:52 am (UTC)
mustbethetruth: (With Watson! :D)
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"And she is a very sound sleeper," he says in a murmur as he joins Watson on the pavement. He grins knowingly and leads the way to the front door, holding it open for Watson. The seventeen steps on the way to their rooms feel endless, and his anticipation builds with each passing moment.

Watson for all his hesitation does seem eager, and something about that sets Holmes to wonder just what he might be able to expect from Watson; the fact that he doesn't know and wouldn't know how to guess at it is all the more thrilling.

When they finally reach their rooms, he's so full of anticipation and readiness that he nearly jumps Watson immediately, but instead he forces some calm onto himself. He doesn't leap on Watson, but he draws a deep breath and goes to close their curtains, his heart pounding excitedly in his chest.

Date: 2011-02-18 06:53 am (UTC)
mustbethetruth: (Unbuttoned. Sexy hands. Oh Watson...)
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By the time he feels Watson at his back, Holmes has little patience for preamble. Hasn't this week been preamble enough? He turns around, stepping close so he can wind an arm around Watson's back. The act of taking Watson into his arms feels so much bolder than anything they've done up until this point; their bodies are flush, their faces close. He cups Watson's face lightly and slips his hand into Watson's hair, pulling him into a kiss.

Oh, and it's a relief to finally kiss Watson, firmly and confidently. It seems as if his entire body is on pins and needles in a good way, and all those months of wanting and wondering find their resolution in this embrace, it seems.

Date: 2011-02-18 08:05 am (UTC)
mustbethetruth: (Thinking pose. Floppy hair.)
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Holmes loves kissing because there's so much to discern from the way someone kisses, how insistent or how giving, how considerate or how tender. And then, of course, Holmes has to reconcile that with their personality because sometimes the similarities aren't clear, and the differences are unexpected. The first, true kisses with someone are the best because they're full of new information, new facts and observations.

The way Watson kisses is not at all disappointing, and the enthusiasm is invigorating. It's a curious thing to kiss someone with a moustache; as both Gideon and Victor were generally clean-shaven, Holmes's experience with facial hair doesn't extend beyond stubble. It makes kissing Watson a definitively distinctive experience, just as it should be.

He lightly strokes the back of Watson's neck as he lets the kiss find an ending, adding another brief kiss or two to Watson's lips.

"Shall we move to the sofa?" he murmurs, finding it difficult not to simply kiss Watson again. He'd underestimated, greatly, the effect that Watson has on him and how much he cares for him. Getting a taste of Watson through his kiss reinforces to Holmes what's important about Watson, what he loves about Watson's company. The earnestness, the ready helpfulness, the loyalty and depth of feeling -- it's all right here, in his arms, and he's almost getting dizzy off it.

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Date: 2011-02-21 12:51 am (UTC)
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Holmes greedily maps Watson's skin, intent on learning him thoroughly, so that when he gets a chance to do this again, he can test himself, relearn Watson. Truthfully, however, he's far too eager now to put off moving onto the next level. It's been a while since he had someone like this, and Watson's charms are really having their effect on him.

And besides, the night is young yet. His patience may be better later.

He kisses lower, onto Watson's stomach, reaching underneath his chest to undo Watson's flies.

Date: 2011-02-21 01:59 am (UTC)
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His eyes flutter shut at the hand in his hair, momentarily distracted from his task. That near caress is more affecting than any of the touches in lust have been, and it nearly startles him how it ripples through his body. He glances up at Watson, up the length of his body to his face, and something inside him constricts.

He flashes Watson a smile, suddenly warmly affectionate in the midst of his lustful feelings, and he brushes a gentler kiss to Watson's skin.

As Watson's pants are now undone, he moves back up Watson's body and kisses him softly there, reaching down to undo his own flies.

"Ready?" he asks in a murmur against Watson's lips, laying his hand against Watson's thigh and waiting for permission.

Date: 2011-02-21 02:53 am (UTC)
mustbethetruth: (Unbuttoned. Sexy hands. Oh Watson...)
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Holmes's breath hitches when he feels Watson's hand draw near to him, and with willpower he manages to move his own hand, reaching into Watson's pants to draw out his cock. He kisses Watson hungrily, loosely gripping his cock and teasing his thumb against the underside to start with, wanting to give Watson a moment or two to grow accustomed -- as much as possible -- to all of this.

And, of course, time to protest, though Holmes is more sure than he has been all evening that Watson won't protest this -- that he wants this, as much as Holmes does.

Date: 2011-02-21 03:57 am (UTC)
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Watson as a lover is so... so into it. The involuntary movements, the sounds, the kisses -- it's like he's in a trance of lust and he's pulling Holmes in with him, and Holmes is thoroughly enjoying the ride. More than that, the affectionate flash he had is still with him, and being held close in Watson's embrace is suddenly more significant to him.

He answers Watson's moan, officially so that he encourages Watson and unofficially because he wants to, keenly. Tightening his hold on Watson, he finds a rhythm, finally beginning to forget his didactic role in this and lose himself in the moment.

Date: 2011-02-21 04:32 am (UTC)
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Nothing else mattered anymore except Watson beneath him and their hands, working in a rhythm that somehow seemed symbolic, but Holmes's mind isn't paying much attention to the metaphorical aspects of what's going on between them. Holmes is relieved to finally find himself here at Watson's mercy because it feels as if it were a long time coming -- and that has nothing to do with their activities this evening. Suddenly the year of being with Watson and wanting him from a distance coalesce in this moment and he sees how he's been lying to himself all along.

He gives a muffled moan, the muscles in his body tensing and relaxing in anticipation. The total eroticism of Watson beneath him is calling to him to let go, and Holmes struggles to hold on for as long as he can, not wanting to hasten this moment to its end.

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Date: 2011-02-24 07:24 am (UTC)
mustbethetruth: (With Watson! :D)
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Perhaps they're being foolish, entering into this; perhaps he's being foolish, allowing Watson to go down this path when he isn't entirely sure of himself yet. It's highly likely one day he'll regret all of this, either once Watson finally decides he's had enough of Holmes or once the two of them are faced with discovery and scandal.

Right now, however, he can hardly argue that it doesn't feel remarkably good and easy to lay like this with Watson, to hold and kiss him and know him completely, or at least begin to try to know him in every way possible. Holmes's best friends generally come in the form of puzzle boxes, and Holmes is very interested in exploring every detail of Watson's.

"I quite like this," he murmurs softly against Watson's lips. In the morning he'll have Watson's smell on his pillow, and that will be wonderful too.

Date: 2011-02-24 07:52 am (UTC)
mustbethetruth: (Shirtless. Bed. That's totally Watson.)
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"I would prefer that over you wishing me a bad one." He smiles mostly to himself, as Watson is tucked neatly against him, and he gives a small, contented sigh. This is how Watson sounds when he's drowsy with the exertion of sex. He commits it to memory.

"Good night, my dear Watson," he says warmly, and if there's emphasis on the 'dear,' then it happens naturally.

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