Imagine this Y/n is Jack’s granddaughter who got kidnapped when she was 15 years old. They never found her so Jack thought that she is you know 💀. Buuuut one day girl about Fred’s age came to Moriarty’s mansion and William was like How can we help you and she was like im here ti see my grandpa. So after Jack explained everything Willism was like yeah she can stay (so he can f her the same night) BC THEY WERE PLAYING SIMON SAYS BUT SPICY ONE(they have known each other bc Moriarty lived at her place after the incident of there Mansion).
Do tou think you can write rhis?
I am so sorry that it took me that long to write this. I did enjoy it very much In the end. I changed it a little bit tho, but not much. The only difference is that they're playing chess, instead of Simon Says, I hope that's fine^^
A Bet
William James Moriarty x female!reader
Word count: 2.2k
Warnings: mentions of kidnapping, apart from that it's basically just making out, lil bit of fluff
Summary: After years of being away you, the granddaughter of Jack Renfield, finally return to him. How convenient that he lives with the Moriarty family now...
Masterlist
I stumbled through the empty streets of London. It was already late at night, so you could barely spot any people outside. Only here and there, a lonely soul was making their way home.
I was one of them. One of the many lonely souls, who who had to eke out their existence in this city. But today, I was hoping to finally find my home again, my family. Or, what was left of it.
I had almost reached the Moriarty residence. I knew, that I was making a bet here. There wasn't a hundred percent chance of finding my Grandfather Jack Renfield here. He was the only family that I had left. And after finally escaping the family, I was sold to after I was kidnapped when I was 15, my sole goal was to find my grandfather.
And the Moriarty's were the only clue, that I had. I knew that he used to work for them. I had seen them a few times, back then. Back then when everything was still at peace. When London wasn't burning itself up, with half of its residents supporting a murderous genius and the other half trying to bring him down.
My mind kept racing, as I finally reached the door's of the Moriarty residence. It was huge, but that was expected. After all, they were lords.
With shaky hands, I opened the metal gate and made my way to the main entrance.
I could see light inside, which meant that they were still awake, or at least someone was still awake.
I breathed in heavyly, before I climbed the stairs to the door. I looked at it for a few seconds, before raising my hand and knocking loudly three times.
I hadn't realized that I had held my breath in, until the door in front of me opened.
A tall young man with blond hair and mesmerizing red eyes was looking at me.
I had recognized his eyes. It could only be him. The genius.
"William?", I asked, my voice weak.
"Pardon me, young Lady, but do I know you?", He asked politely.
"I am looking for my Grandfather, Jack Renfield.",I explained.
I watched as his eyes widened, when he realized who was standing here in front of him.
"Y/N...is that really you?", he mumbled, a hand raised to rest it on my shoulder.
"Yes.", I stated, "It is really me."
William softly ushered me inside, while taking off my soaked coat. I waited for him to put it down to dry.
He then showed me the way to the living room area.
I noticed several people sitting there. I counted six in total, seven together with William.
They eyed me suspiciously, after noticing us.
"This might be a shock for the most of us, but...", William started, his hand still on my shoulder.
But before he could finish, the man who I had undoubtedly identified as my Grandfather jumped up and walked over to us. He stopped right in front of me, his eyes wide and his hands trembling.
" Y/N", he said quietly, "Is it really you?"
I felt how my eyes started to water:"It's me, Grandpa"
He sniffled before pulling me into his embrace. I held onto him tight. I finally had him back. I had my family back.
A few weeks had passed, since my return. William and his brothers had generously allowed me to stay at their residence.
I had also been let in on their plan to change the nation. And to be honest, to realize that William was the Criminal Mastermind was not hard.
I had also been introduced to Colonel Moran, Fred, Von Herder and Bond.
They were all very different but they worked together perfectly.
And while Fred was very reserved and quiet, Moran and Von Herder were Chaos. Even though, they were a different kind of chaos. While Moran basically started flirting from the first second he saw me (much to the dismay of my grandfather), Von Herder was only passionately ranting about his guns. And as much as I liked listening to his talks, it was a lot more pleasant to talk with Bond and share a nice cup of tea with him. He had also let me in on his story, while I told him mine. I felt like he was one of the few who understood what I had been trough.
Well, apart from William. He was able to read me like an open book. Since I arrived we only had a handfull of interactions. After all he was a busy man, a math professor and criminal Mastermind at the same time.
Nevertheless, it always felt like he knew something that I didn't, when we talked.
He had asked me to join his group on the third or fourth evening already. He explained that he understood if I didn't want to join his cause, it was dangerous after all and with my past. He told me that he couldn't promise to keep me save and out of his business. It would be hard, since everyone who lived here, openly talked about the plans they had.
So, I agreed and William had slowly filled me in over the next few days. Until I knew his plan and everything that they had achieved so far. It was truly exhilarating, but also intimating to see what one group of people could achieve, if they only worked hard enough.
"What are you thinking about?"
I was ripped out of my thoughts, when I heard William's voice behind me. I turned around an granted the young man a smile. My mind started to wander at that thought again. He must've been 23 or 24 by now. Not much older than me.
"I was about to make a tea.", I finally answered his question, as William was still staring at me expecting an answer, "Would you like some as well?"
He smiled politely:"That would be nice. It's strange not to have Louis around."
I nodded at his words. I remembered that William had sent his brother off to a mission a few days ago. He was accompanied by Fred, Moran and Bond. And with Von Herder always hanging out in the basement and Albert being away most of the day, busy with his work as a Lord, William, my Grandfather and me were the only one's left in the residence.
After a few minutes the tea was finished and I reached for two cups, but I couldn't reach them. Louis usually made tea in this house and he was taller than me, so naturally the cups rested higher in the cupboard.
"Mind if I help?", I heard William smile next to me. He gently pushed me aside and grabbed two cups, before handing them to me.
"T-Thank you.",I mumbled. Why was I stuttering?
"No problem", he grinned. I handed him his cup and he made his way over to the sofa.
I watched him for a few seconds, before deciding to go back to my room. I was about to leave, as I heard William call my name.
"Y/N?", he asked.
I turned back around, tea still in my hands:"Yes, William?"
"Would you join me for a party of chess?", he smiled.
I didn't know what to say for a few seconds. Surely, I couldn't win against him, could I? After all, he was a genius.
"Sure.", I smiled and made my way over to him. Why did I say yes?
"What do I get, when I win?", I joked, as I sat down in front of him. William smirked at me, as he started to prepare the game.
"Whatever you want.",he smiled.
I felt how my cheeks reddened at his words. Why was he making me nervous all of a sudden?
"Does the same count for me?", he asked.
"What do you mean?", I said as I made my first move.
"When I win", he explained while moving his first figure,"Do I get a wish?"
I only nodded at his request, too bashfull to open my mouth again. I had to win this, or it would be the end of me. But the smile on William's face made me nervous. Would I be able to win this?
I lost. Hard. He defeated me in minutes. I barely had time to finish my tea. I didn't even realize how he did it this fast, but he did it and now he had a free wish.
"I guess, I shouldn't have betted on this.", I mumbled.
"Probably not.",William chuckled.
I watched as he slowly stood up. He was standing directly in front of me now.
"What is your wish?", I gulped.
William only smiled, before he held out his hand to me. After eyeing it for a few seconds, I raised my own hand to grab his. William gently laced his fingers with mine, before pulling me to my feet.
My eyes widened, as I realized how close we were. My chest pressed up against his and I felt how William gently put his arm around my waist.
What he did next surprised me. His movements were fast. With one swift motion, he sat back down on the sofa behind him. But he had pulled me with him, so that I had landed on his lap.
I gasped, as I felt his soft hands on my waist and his warm body beneath mine.
"William?", I whispered.
"This is my wish, Y/N,", he mumbled and raised a hand. He gently caressed my cheek.
"Just...say stop, if you're uncomfortable and I will stop.", William explained and closed his eyes. He leaned in closer, until his forehead rested against mine.
"It's okay.", I mumbled.
I watched as William opened his eyes again, but he was hesitant so I decided to help him. I raised my hands to rest on his shoulders to pull him closer. My left hand wandered to his tie, pulling him impossibly closer. William finally seemed to understand that I wanted this as much as him.
He overcame the last few inches between us and pressed his lips on mine.
I hummed against his lips. He was soft and unexperienced, but it still felt heavenly. One of his hands rested against my cheek, while his other hand pulled my body flush against his.
"Will...",I mumbled against his lips.
"Yes, my love?", he smiled, while his lips kept kissing the skin that was exposed to him. First my jawline and then my neck. He left a trail of featherlight kisses. My eyes closed at the pleasant feeling of his lips. This was something that I had never experienced before. The gentleness of his touch. His soft lips, his nimble fingers. It was Intoxicating.
A small moan escaped my lips, as William found my sweetpot. His lips kept traveling lower and lower, until he had reached the soft material of my dress. On the other hand I could feel his delicate touch on my thighs. His hands that pushed my dress up higher and higher, untill his hands comfortably rested on the exposed skin of my hips.
"William", I moaned again, "Shouldn't we...?"
William seemed to understand my hint, as he hoisted me up against his hips, his lips never leaving my skin. My arms closed around his neck, as he walked the both of us to his bedroom.
The last thought I had, before his bedroom door closed, was that hopefully, my grandfather didn't hear us. Or anyone else.
I awoke to the soft sunlight tickling my skin. My eyes fluttered open and once I had adjusted to the bright light, I realized where I was. It was William's room.
I wanted to turn around, but I realized that two strong arms were wrapped around me to keep me in place.
"A few more minutes", I heard William mumble against my neck. He pulled me closer against his chest.
"My grandfather will kill us", I mumbled and leaned into his embrace.
"He definitely will", William agreed. I could almost hear the smile on his face.
"It was worth it.",he admitted. His grip around me loosened a bit, so that I could turn around in his embrace.
He had finally opened his eyes, which were Intensely gazing at me now.
I raised me hand to gently comb through his messy hair. William sighed at my actions and let his eyes fall close again.
"It was worth it.", I finally agreed.
William opened his eyes and smiled. I felt how his hands wandered to my waist and he pulled me closer again. He planted a kiss on my forehead.
"I think it's better, if we tell my grandpa now.",I mumbled.
"Something tells me, he already knows", William chuckled.
"How come?", I asked perplexed.
"Darling", he smiled, "It was impossible to not hear us last night."
“irene, as of today, as of this moment, you are dead. [...] you're going to need a new name. we will give you our name, james, as your first name. as for your last name...”
That feeling when you realize that freakin’ Fred Pollock from ‘Moriarty the Patriot’...
...shares the same voice actor as THIS anxious cinnamon bun...
...
.....
.........I’m now imagining a scenario where Fred disguises himself as an old lady again, only instead of being stonefaced like always, he’s trembling anxiously and whimpering beneath his old lady mask about how much he wants to go home. And somewhere not too far away, Sebastian is sighing about having to coax the kid into not freaking out again when Sherlock comes around.
