#ollphcist

[amanandgoodatit]

@ollphcist​ || continued

“-- Don’t remind me.” Greg grumbled, frowning as he pointedly stared up at the ceiling. Jim was right, of course; he definitely should have been arresting him and not bedding him, but Jim was awfully good at covering his tracks. And, hey, maybe one day Jim would slip up and let loose some part of whatever plan he was working on-- or at least, that’s what Greg told himself to try to justify what they were doing. He could feel his morals slipping.

“It bloody well does not mean that.” He was a little worried, actually; he didn’t know what it meant.

[amanandgoodatit]

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[dcntcommitsuicide]

@ollphcist continued (x):

     He intended the kiss to be rough and dominating, something Jim wouldn’t expect out of him. 

     Greg knew he took Jim by surprise. After all, between the two of them, he was not the one to initiate any sort of physical contact. So he didn’t mind that the other froze the first time he crashed his lips with his, pushing his tongue almost forcefully into Jim’s mouth. Hell, he even thought he would be pushed away once he felt a hand on his chest, but then Jim was kissing back. And so he tilted his head to deepen the kiss, letting his tongue tangle and roll with Jim’s, kissing him until his lungs were screaming for air.

     The other man pulled away first, seemingly unable to speak a word. Greg didn’t mind. Not always did he get to shut him up. “You’re not used to snogging, are you?” He simply teased.

[dcntcommitsuicide]

“the Devil’s been on my back, now, for quite some time.”

POOR MAN’S POISON SENTENCE STARTERS,   pt 1

     “The way I see it, I thought you had the devil inside you for a long time now.”

     After everything that Moriarty had done, after all the people he had killed, used and played with, Greg had been pretty convinced that the man was the devil himself. Quite an impression too -- Greg had been working as a copper for the longest time but he’d never seen any criminal as clever but conniving as James Moriarty.

     “So, you think I should save you from the devil then? Is that why you’ve decided to kidnap me?”

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[amanandgoodatit]

@ollphcist || continued

“You didn’t think I’d buy it?” Despite the amount of time they spent together Greg still couldn’t tell when Jim was joking. The man could fool Sherlock Holmes, so of course Greg had no chance. He narrowed his eyes.

“Maybe I should ask the doctor for an explanation then.”

[amanandgoodatit]

@ollphcist​ || continued

“-- Yes.” Greg has seen people die before; incidents like that came with the job. He’s never heard it described as beautiful, though. He feels a little sick as he’s harshly reminded of just who it is he’s willingly dealing with. Of course Jim would never admit to actually doing something, though, or even orchestrating it; he was too clever for that.

“Yeah,” He swallows, and clears his throat, “I know you’re not very hands-on with these things...”

[amanandgoodatit]

"He said I had nice eyes, so I let him fuck me. Anyway, he's dead now and it's very sad." A statement which was said with very little remorse from the criminal and he quickly added to it, "Would you like some cake?"

@ollphcist

For a moment all Greg can manage to do is stand there and stare at Jim. He would be ashamed to admit that he first took offence at the fact that Jim had slept with someone else, rather than the fact that he had killed someone and then oh so casually mentioned it.

They weren’t even exclusive; Greg can’t figure out why he’s latched on to what was obviously not the main point of the anecdote. The longer he spends with Jim, the more he feels his moral standards slipping and yet he still hasn’t left.

He frowns at the criminal, and then at the cake.

“-- Not poisoned, is it?”

[amanandgoodatit]

“... I’m sore in such weird places.”

@ollphcist​ || Morning After Starters

“– You cannot blame me for that.”

“You’re the one who wanted to that- weird thing.” It had been good though.