#devileyedetective

[lostlittlespiderking]

"It is good to have you back, darling. You know how I hate when you're gone."

[Smirks] "I do. Still can't be without me, can we, Sherlock? I suppose that's fair. You are my creation..."

[lostlittlespiderking]

[Imaginary! verse] Sherlock always took care when touching Jim, always made sure it was invited, welcomed, and wanted. He had his arms draped around the smaller man, and he leaned over, pressing his lips to a small scar at the shoulder, hoping that Jim wouldn't mind.

Sherlock was just about the only person permitted to touch Jim, so he was not pushed away when his lips brushed the scar, although he did twitch and shudder instinctively. "What are you doing?" he mumbled, glancing up at him through his eyelashes, brows knitting lightly in confusion.