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Sherlock History 1


Sherlock looked down at himself and back up at her. "Society and being all proper. The rules are always changing."

"Well you don't have to. I just figured Irene deserves one last visit from you dressed properly." Felix said with no ill intent.

Sherlock's face instantly dropped. "...yeah..." he muttered softly, turning away. It was obvious it was hitting the man hard, but he wouldn't lean on anyone for this. It lo was not the gentlemanly way of doing things. He didn't usually care what others thought, but this time he wanted to impess someone.

Felix gently wrapped her arms around his torso, nuzzling her face into his shoulder blades. "You're not alone, Sherlock.."

Sherlock looked back at her and forced a smile. "I know that much. Even dead I cant get away from John, and now you." He said in a teasing manner.

She have a sympathetic smile to him and leaned up, kissing his cheek. "Come. The carriage has arrived.."

Sherlock nodded and opened the door for her. "After you m'lady." He said with an unusually charming smile.

Felix kissed his cheek. ”Thank.you, lovely.” She.hurried down tje.steps

Sherlock followed after her quietly. When she wasn't looking, he had such a worn down and sad expression. He was still trying to figure out how he was going to handle everything that was going on.

He thought she wasn't looking. But every reflective object they passed, she saw that look on his face. It hurt her to see it. They approached the building. "Miss Baxtor... You're joining him?" The doctor said. She nodded. "Let us see the body." He nodded and pulled back the blanket.

He thought he'd be prepared to see the body. He had seen so many dead bodies before. How was this any different? It was... because it was her. He took a sharp intake of breath and felt himself go weak in the knees. "Yes... that's her..." he said softly and had to turn his face away.

Felix looked at him, frowning sadly. She wrapped her arms around him. "Would you like to go back?"

Sherlock could only merely nod, feeling sick to his stomach. He was Sherlock Holmes. How the hell could seeing someone he cared about dead affect him so terribly? The thought crossed his mind of seeing John like that... or even Felix, and it made him feel sick.

Felix nuzzled him gently. "Go to the carriage. I'll be right out." As he left, Felix looked over the body, taking in every detail that Sherlock would have saw. She thanked the good doctor adn walked out.

Sherlock felt, for once in his entire life, like a normal person. He didn't even make it to the carriage, before his knees gave out and he collapsed on the stairs, just flopping down in a sitting position. He put his head in his hands, letting out a shaking sigh.

Felix walked out the door and saw him sitting there. She frowned and walked over, kneeling in front of him and wrapping comforting arms around him.

Sherlock wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close, burying his face into her shoulder. She could feel him shaking if she paid close enough attention, and could feel a wetness forming on her shoulder.

She did. It broke her heart really. Everything she knew about Sherlock didn't really prepare her for this. She caressed his back gently, letting him cry.

Sherlock was wrapped tight around her as he let out the emotion he didn't know he had locked up. He had no idea what was going on with himself. And what was worse... he was sober.

"Come." She whispered slowly helping him to his feet. "Let's get back to the flat." She coaxed him into the carraige and told the driver to put those horses on overdrive. They got there in no time and she led him into the house, placing him on the couch.

Sherlock nodded, looking completely drained. Everything was a blur inbetween. He walked to the couch and realised where he was and looked around in a daze. "What's happening to me..." he mumbled softly.

"You're feeling grief." She explained lightly, getting him a cup of tea. "It's a terrible little feeling that you get one someone yuo love leaves."

Sherlock put his head back in his hands and sighed. "I don't like it. Not one bit... where is Gladstone..."

"I know." She kissed his forehead. "He's asleep in his bed. Drink you tea." she motioned to the cup.

"I want to see Gladstone..." Sherlock mumbled. He had heard that dogs were good at making people feel better in situations like this. He didn't want tea, he wanted comfort.

Felix sat down next to him and nuzzled him gently. "Gladstone!" She whistled. "Come here, boy!"

Gladstone looked up with a usual snort. He got up and hobbled over, taking a moment to crawl up onto the couch. He was surprised when Sherlock pulled him into his arms, earning a snort. Sherlock held the dog and closed his eyes, burying his face into he coarse fur.

Felix got up and quickly changed into a pair of pants and a shirt, then sat down, her feet on the couch and her back on the arm rest, pulling Sherlock and Gladstone to lay against her. She petted his hair, humming lightly.

Gladstone had no idea what to do with all of the attention he was getting, but he wasn't complaining. Sherlock rested against her and let his eyes drift shut, just wanting to make his mind stop running so much.

Felix watched him quietly, then began singing a soft song. It was something she learned in Russia; a song that would make the listeners mind go blank.

Sherlock visibly was able to relax. Gladstone was thankful for this, because Sherlock had been squeezing him pretty tightly.

Felix continued the song, letting the great mind of Sherlock Holmes be empty for once in his life.

Sherlock kept his eyes closed and nuzzled his face into her neck, taking a shaky breath in. He could smell her, and he realised she smelt like roses.

Felix let him rest against her and kept the song up, her around wrapped safely around him. She wondered how Irene felt about him.

Sherlock closed his eyes as if he were falling asleep, but he wouldn't do that. He knew if he did, the nightmares would come in full blown force, and he did not want to suffer through them. The problem was, he was sober.

She ended the song and reached over to the nightstand, pulling over a bottle of whiskey. "Here you are, love."

Sherlock took it with a sigh, staring at it a moment. Just when it looked like he wasn't going to drink it, he popped off the top and slugged it down like water.

Felix watched and nuzzled his hair. Normally, she wouldn't encourage it, but he looked like he needed it.

Sherlock put down the bottle once it was gone. Just like that, he felt amazingly like himself again. "Let me see the evidence." He said and smirked slightly. "Let's find out what happened to Miss Adler."

Felix looked up at him, confused for a moment. "Are you sure you don't want to relax a little more?"

Sherlock shook his head. "Nope! Relaxing won't help us find the killer any sooner." He said bluntly and stood up. He wobbled slightly for a moment, but then regained his perfect balance. Gladstone hopped off the couch and went under the desk to sleep, before Sherlock ran any tests on him. Yes, the old Sherlock was back.

She smiled and sighed, getting up. "It was Moriarty." She said simply. "I know his ways and occasionally, he leaves a track."

Sherlock smirked. "All the more reason to go after him now. First framing John, and now this?" He said and went to the door, grabbing his jacket and his hat. "The game is on."

”Not yet Sherlock. We need a plan...” Felix got up, dressing quickly into a ladies suit. "You know Jim... He's smart. If we rush in blindly, he'll know it."

Sherlock sighed. "Plans.. plans never work with him." He said, a bit more darkly than he intended. "If we plan, he'll figure it out."

”Not when he has two great minds against him...” she smirked, kissing his cheek.

Sherlock looked at her, but nodded. "Alright, if you want to wait then. What shall we do whilst he is out, wrecking havoc all over London?"

He's not wrecking havoc. He currently has a four o'clock tea time with Felix Baxtor.” she kissed his cheek. ”I say we catch him while he's sleeping.”

Sherlock looked at her. "He sleeps?" He asked sarcastically, walking away from her to look at the window. It was obvious he didn't like the whole thing wit her and Moriarty.

”Yes, he sleeps.” She chuckled and walked over. ”Dont worry, Sherlock. We'll get him”

Sherlock stared out the window for a moment before picking up his pipe from the sill. He took a match and lit up the contents of the bowl, breathing deep. "Not soon enough."

She wrapped her arms around his waist. ”And how would you like the pass the time?”

Sherlock looked back at her with a smirk. "I have a few ideas.... one of them isn't very proper, however."

"Oh? And what is it?" She smirked back, cocking a brow and nuzzling his shoulder.

"I'm rather sure you wouldn't be interested, nor would Watson approve." Sherlock said and turned around in her arms to face her, looking down at her with that same smirk. He looked very sexy with that devilish look in his eyes.

Felix crossed her arms over his chest and grinned with a bedroom stare that not even Watson knew she had. "Try me... And do you think I ever listen to what big brother says?"

"I sure hope not." Sherlock said, suddenly cupping her cheeks and kissing her passionetely. Somehow he managed to pull her body close to his in that heated moment.

Felix blushed lightly and kissed back with the a more tender passion. She slid her arms around his waist, smiling lightly.

Sherlock purred softly and as he kissed her, the genius scooped her up in his arms, navigating through the mess of his room to find the couch, which was also his bed. He laid her down slowly on it and crawled on top of her, trailing kisses and nips down her jawline and neck.

Felix purred back and caressed his hips, squeaking as she was picked up. She smiled warmly and arched her neck slightly, a light moan emitting from her lips. "I forgot you were drunk for a moment and was going to wonder why this, out of anything you could be thinking about, was what you wanted to do.."

Sherlock gave a small chuckle as he started to undo her vest. "I'm always on so much drugs and alcohol, that I'm not myself when I'm sober... I can't function... and without it for too long, I could actually die..." he muttered as he nipped at her neck.

Felix helped him undo the buttons and lifted his chin, kissing him tenderly. "And we wouldn't want that... Where would the world be without the great Sherlock Holmes?" She smirked.

Sherlock smirked. "Burning down to the ground in chaos." He said sexily, nipping at her chin and nipping her bottom lip gently as he slipped her vest from her form.

She shuffled out of the vest and sat up slightly, undoing his scarf. "That it would. And Watson and I would be so lonely." she winked.

Sherlock nipped at her neck, breathing in her scent as she got his scarf off. He started unbuttoning her blouse while nipping at her neck lightly, dragging his teeth across the skin.

Felix hissed lightly in pleasure, slipping off his coat and unbuttoning his vest with nimble fingers. "Mmm..."

Sherlock got frustrated with the buttons, so he just ripped open he blouse, the buttons all popping off and rolling onto the floor. He nipped down her neck and chest slowly as he reached around, undoing her bra nimbly and nipping at her breasts.

She meeped and looked down at the shirt, cocking a brow. "Someone's anxious to get started." She smirked, ripping his shirt open as well and attacking his collarbone with nips.

Sherlock grinned and allowed her to bite at his collar bone, letting out a soft moan. He let his hands slowly wander her body, finding every contour and curve. "You're absolutely mind numbing..."

"I'll have to keep that in mind. Miss Felica Baxtor can make THe Sherlock Holmes mind go numb." Felix winked and slid her finger tips over his chest and hips, memorizing ever ridge and bumb.

Sherlock gave a light chuckle and nipped lightly at her breast, leaning down fully and taking one into his mouth, sucking lightly on the sensitive skin.

Felix gave a light gasp of approval and gripped a handful of his hair. "T-Too think you were this talented in this area.." she chuckled.

"Mmm... no one takes the time to get close enough..." Sherlock purred and licked her nipple before blowing cold air on it, before going to the other one and giving it the same treatment as he started to undo her pants.

She squeaked and bit her lip, kicking off her shoes and using her feet to scoot down his pants. "Mmm... Glad I can."

Sherlock wriggled to get out of his pants, kicking them off into the abyss know as his room. He blew cold air on her other nipple before trailing nips and kisses down the middle of her breasts, down to her stomach, taking his sweet time to get to the line of her pants, trailing them down with his nips and kisses.

She smirked as he did and quickly wrapped her legs around his shoulders, flipping him so he was under her. She grinned cutely and scuttled down, nipping his chest.

Sherlock looked up at her with a smirk, getting one last nip at her hip before she moved down. He was curious to watch to see what she was going to do.

Felix gave his nipples the same treatment first to see how he'd react before palming his groin gently, moving her hand slowly.

Sherlock looked oddly confused when she licked his nipples, since it wasn't a turn on. However, when she palmed his crotch so slowly, he couldn't help but to groan. "Tease."

"Says you." She grinned, kissing down his stomach and pausing to nip at his hips, stroking him through his shorts.

Sherlock shivered under her expert hands. It'd been too long since he'd been touched so lovingly, or in any way for that matter. He arched up slightly against her hands.

Felica pulled away the undergarmets and wasted no time dragging her tongue up hislength.

Sherlock let out a moan and ran his fingers into her hair, gripping it slightly.

Felix swirled her tongue around the tip, purring lightly as she did,.

Sherlock moaned again and resisted bucking his hips up, wanting more. His basic insticts were kicked in, his mind being strangely put on hold from most of his thinking, except for how to please the female in front of him.

Felix noticed the change in his eyes and quickly took him into her throat, bobbing it quickly.

Sherlock arched his back slightly and let out a slightly shuddering sigh, trying to keep somewhat control. "Nnnngh... Felix..." he moaned her name sexily.

Felix grinned in her mind, loving the sound of her name in his lips. She gripped his hips, rubbing her tongue along the bottom as she moved her head.

Sherlock's mind played through piece by piece how he was going to pin this beautiful woman, capture her lips in a heated lock, and enter into her warmth. His eyes shot open as he put it into action, getting up and pulling her up, locking their lips together. He flipped them so she was underneath him, getting the aiming right because he knew the measurements of the couch and of their bodies. Something in his plan changed however briefly, and he reached down, rubbing her clit slowly and torturously, wanting to make sure she was just as ready as he was.

Felix meeped and clung to him as she was flipped. She kissed back and gasped lightly, arching her hips. Just hearing his sounds and touching him made her as ready as she'd ever be.

Sherlock moved his hand and slowly guided himself into her, kissing her heatedly to keep her distracted from being penetrated.

He failed at distracting her as she deepened the kiss and dug her nails into his shoulders at the slight pressure. It wasn't a terrible pain, but it took a moment to get use to.

Sherlock didn't move once he was fully hilted, letting out a soft moan into their deep kiss. All his instincts were screaming at him to start thrusting, but he wanted to make sure she enjoyed it as well.

”Why'd you stop..?” she whispered hotly in his ear. Felix wrapped her legs tightly around his waist.. ”Im fine...”

Sherlock nipped lightly at her jaw. "Making sure..." he mumbled softly, slowly thrusting his hips. God she was so tight, it caused him to moan against her neck.

Felix nibbled on his ear, rocking her hips slowly against him. "I'm not fragile, unlike most ladies.." She chuckled, kissing him sweetly.

Sherlock gave a soft purring moan against her lips as he slowly started thrusting, he did so firmly, fully hilting himself with each thrust.

Felix whined softly, biting his lower lip and sucking on it gently. "Sherlock.." she moaned.

Sherlock kissed her deeply as he made love to her, gripping into her hips. God it had been so long since he'd done this.

































































































































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2013-01-03 [XxTsomexX]: Thor plays Watson!! :D Dani makes a character for Sherlock.

2013-01-03 [Piercedskull]: Wait what? Why do we have multiples?

2013-01-03 [XxTsomexX]: Because one takes place in modern times and the other doesn't. Then there is two rps with thor and me (that you joined as Watson on both lol)

2013-01-03 [Piercedskull]: Wait. Then who does what in those two?

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2013-01-03 [XxTsomexX]: In the two with me and Thor, you play watson. With the two with me and you, she plays Watson.

2013-01-06 [XxTsomexX]: ...?

2013-01-07 [XxTsomexX]: IT IS THE TURN OF THOR.

2013-01-07 [XxTsomexX]: Mler

2013-01-11 [XxTsomexX]: Thor post.

2013-01-14 [XxTsomexX]: ?

2013-02-13 [Piercedskull]: Felix looked down and smiled, taking hos hands and hopping down.

2013-02-14 [Piercedskull]: Felix looked up at him, watching his dark eyes. ”I dont know what John is talking about. Youre very hansome.”

2013-03-14 [XxTsomexX]: A history page here perhaps?

2013-03-28 [Piercedskull]: ”Not yet Sherlock. We need a plan...” Felix got up, dressing quickly into a ladies suit

2013-03-30 [Piercedskull]: ”Not when he has two great minds against him...” she smirked, kissing his cheek

2013-03-30 [Piercedskull]: He's not wrecking havoc. He currently has a four o'clock tea time with Felix Baxtor.” she kissed his cheek. ”I say we catch him while he's sleeping.”

2013-03-30 [Piercedskull]: ”Yes, he sleeps.” She chuckled and walked over. ”Dont worry, Sherlock. We'll get him”

2013-03-30 [Piercedskull]: She wrapped her arms around his waist. ”And how would you like the pass the time?”

2013-04-01 [XxTsomexX]: ?

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