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Stranger: On a scale of one to 'I'm going to chain you up, whip you, torture you then cut you and slowly let you bleed to death' how angry would you be if I told you I cheated on you? SH
You: The option you gave would be mild in comparison to what I would do. -JM
Stranger: Right... I slept with Sebastian. I'm so sorry. SH
You: You slept with the pet? -JM
You: Are you /kidding/ me? -JM
Stranger: No. I'm sorry. I'm really sorry.
What are you going to do? SH
You: I'm not going to tell you. -JM
Stranger: What do you want me to do? SH
Stranger: Are you leaving me? SH
You: That has yet to be seen. I feel it's a bit forgiving. -JM
Stranger: I'll do anything. I'll let you do anything to me. Just please, don't leave me. SH
You: Oh. Showing all your cards, your weak points exposed. -JM
Stranger: Don't you dare hurt yourself. SH
You: I'm no suicidal or anythng so boring. -JM
Though it is a thought. -JM
Stranger: Do you want me to come home? SH
You: No. Not right now. -JM
You: Or actually, yes. But oyu won't see me. Do what Sebastian says, he'll have orders from me. -JM
Stranger: I'm on my way back. SH
Stranger: Is he getting punished? Or just me? SH
Stranger: Just me then. SH
You: Are you so sure? -JM
Stranger: No... I'm guessing. SH
Stranger: Give me a clue what's going to happen. Please. SH
Stranger: I'm almost there. SH
You: Good. I expect you both to be good boys for me. -JM
Stranger: Sebastian. Do you have any idea what's going on? SH
You: I'm not supposed to talk to you, outside of giving directions. We have our orders. -SM
Stranger: I'm outside. What happens when I go in? SH
You: I relay Jim's orders. -SM
Sherlock shakily made his way inside. He turned the door handle, shivering slightly at the cold metallic touch, and pushed it open. It was silent inside, he knew Sebastian was somewhere, but he was probably staying quite for effect. Slowly, he stalked into the living room to find the sniper sitting still on the couch.
'Hello' Sherlock mumbled, trying to keep his composure.
You: Sebastian was following his orders; sitting quiet on the couch until Sherlock walked in. He stood, not even able to muster a smile. "He says you're to undress, and leave your clothes with me here. Your room has been cleared except for essentials. There is paper and a pen, he has instructed you to write a full report of our encounter." he said evenly, waiting for Sherlock to start.
Stranger: Sherlock still didn't fully understand, but knowing that questioning Jim's orders would never get him anywhere, slowly began to unbutton his shirt. "What's going on, please, Sebastian, I don't understand.' He spoke, hating the lack of knowledge he had over the situation. That always made Sherlock feel vulnerable. Not knowing. After a few minutes, Sherlock's body was naked and his clothes in a pile on the floor.
You: Sebastian just shook his head; he couldn't tell, and he didn't know if he'd want to even if he could. "go to your room. Regular meals will be brought, and you will be taken care of, but beyond that you will only follow his orders." He said, taking the clothes and readying to bring them to Jim.
Stranger: Embarrassed, Sherlock walked off to his room, trying to hide as much of his exposed body as possible. "Will the door be locked behind me?" He asked, making sure he got an answer before going inside.
You: "I don't think so. Not yet; not unless you require it. Stay inside, you have the attached bathroom. Don't do anything stupid; those were his exact words. Now, I'll be back later with dinner and for the paper." He said, hesitating before just closing the door.
Stranger: "Okay." Sherlock nodded, taking a deep sigh before walking inside. He still didn't understand what was going on, but Sherlock sat down at his desk, trying to stay as warm as possible, and wrote down the encounter they had so far had.
You: Sebastian came in about the right time for dinner, bringing in a tray of a simple but balanced and filling meal. "Have you finished it?" he asked as he set the tray of food on the desk.
Stranger: Sherlock was sat in an odd position, his knees pulled to his chest. "Yes, I have." He spoke, swapping the plate fr the paper. "Thank you for the food.".
You: Sebastian took the paper but paused, looking at it. "Did you do it right?"
Stranger: "I... I think so?" Sherlock spoke, uncertainly.
You: "It's supposed to be about when we had sex. In detail. He wants everything in there, and expects more because of your genius."
Stranger: "No. I didn't. I'll redo it. Come back in 10 minutes." Sherlock spoke, turning the paper over and rewriting it.
You: Sebastian sighed and handed it back. "Be quick.. I hope he takes it still.." he mumbled, leaving and closing the door. He returned ten minutes later for the paper and food plates.
Stranger: "Okay." Sherlock spoke, writing as fast as he could, finishing his meal and paper about 8 minutes after Sebastian left. "Here." He spoke as he came back, "It's done. Did you have to do one?" Sherlock asked.
You: "Yes." Sebastian answered shortly. His lip was split and there was a forming bruise on his cheek, and he wouldn't look Sherlock in the eye. He gathered the plates and the paper.
Stranger: "He hit you..." Sherlock spoke, angry and shocked. "I'm so sorry." He spoke, his fists clenched, furious Sebastian was hurt.
You: "It's nothing new, and this is mild. Stay calm." Sebastian muttered. "I'll see you in the morning, get some sleep." he said, closing the door and walking back to Jim with the paper.
Stranger: "No. I can't do that. He can do it to me. Not to you. You don't deserve it." He growled. "I'm very sorry. Goodnight." Sherlock spoke, migrating over to the bed.
You: Oooh Sherly, it seems you've forgotten that Sebby is /my pet/ and I can do with him what I want. Now, I didn't much exercise that right while we were together, but that's really a non-issue anymore. -JM
Stranger: What am I then? He's a pet. What does that make me? SH
You: I don't know yet. I'm thinking of breaking you. Training you. I could always use another pet. -JM
Stranger: No. You can't do that. I won't break. SH
You: Oh, darling. Please. -JM
Stranger: You can't break me. It won't work. You're not good enough. SH
You: Oh, yes, angering me further is definitely the way to go. -JM
You: So would you rather I kill you? Or drop you off somewhere you'd be stranded for the rest of your life, alone and abandoned with only that brain and no way to get back to everything here? -JM
Stranger: No. No. I'm sorry. SH
You: i don't feel forgiving enough to just let you out. Set you free. No. you don't deserve that luxery. -JM
Stranger: Then what will happen? SH
You: That partially depends on you. -JM
You: And do stop chatting up the pet. -JM
Stranger: Don't hurt him. SH
You: You will both get only what you deserve. -JM
Stranger: I'm sorry Jim. I do love you. SH
You: Did you know what Sebastian was to me before a pet? -JM
You: Do you know what he was in life? -JM
Stranger: He was like me? SH
You: He was a drunk, then my employee, then my lover, and then my pet. -JM
You: Do you see a similar track, here? -JM
You: I don't do this on a whim. -JM
Stranger: You had this planned from the beginning. SH
You: No. no no nonono don't be /stupid/. -JM
You: I only do it to those who deserve it, but I don't want to discard. I've had more than two lovers in my life. -JM
Stranger: I was a virgin before you. SH
You: Adorable. there were certain reasons I picked you. You were my first lover after Sebastian. -JM
Stranger: It's cold. I'm cold. Turn the heating up. SH
You: No. I'm comfortable. -JM
You: Get under your covers, you're supposed to be sleeping. -JM
Stranger: You're the one texting me.
You: Hm, true. Sweet dreams, pet. -JM
You: [in the morning.] Rise and shine, Sherly. I've got questions. -JM
Stranger: I'm sleeping. Go away. SH
You: Oh, no. i set your schedules. You've had enough time to sleep.-JM
Stranger: I want my clothes back. SH
You: you haven't earned clothes back. -JM
You: And if you try wearing that sheet around, you'll lose that too. -JM
Stranger: Sherlock growled in frustration, throwing himself out of bed and lazily running a hand through his hair before travelling downstairs.
You: Sebastian was starting to cook breakfast in the kitchen, not looking up.
You: Ah, I never said we were /talking/. -JM
Stranger: What are we doing then? Why don't I get to see you? SH
You: Again, privileges. -JM
I ask here, you answer here. -JM
You: So. I want to know why. -JM
Stranger: I got drunk. SH
You: You got /drunk/ so you decided to fuck our human house pet? -JM
Stranger: I was sad, and drunk and lonely and you wouldn't talk to me. SH
Stranger: My mum died. SH
You: You;re telling me that this all /just/ happened? -JM
Stranger: If you look through your texts you'll have 'Jim, please, I need you.' to which you replied. 'Not now. Working, I'm sure you're fine.'. SH
Stranger: Yes, it just happened. SH
You: I have people protecting you so if I don't get a notice that you're injured or dying, work often takes precedence. You know that. -JM
You: Go get dressed, you idiot. -JM
Stranger: So emotions don't come into it? You never thought of that? SH
You: You never explained or elaborated. -JM
You: And you came into this knowing how I am, especially with work. -JM
Stranger: I know. But you asked why, I'm giving you an answer. SH
You: But you never told me why you needed me, or why you fucked him. -JM
You: And he's a pet, good for comforting. Why did it have to go to sex? -JM
Stranger: I wanted someone to talk to. You're the first choice for that. I got drunk and craved some sort of release, and some sort of physical contact. SH
You: Fine. Get dressed, you're free. -JM
Stranger: Who said I wanted to go? SJ
You: I just meant not a pet. -JM
You: Because I said so! -JM
Stranger: I mean, Jim. SH
Stranger: Are we still together? SH
Stranger: I'd rather you kill me than leave me. SH
You: Sebastian finished breakfast and turned to Sherlock. he frowned. "Are you okay?"
Stranger: 'Jim's ignoring me. He told me to go. I don't understand if we're together or not." Sherlock spoke sheepishly.
You: "Let me see." Sebastian grabbed the phone, scanning the last of the conversation. "Fuck.. uh, eat up, I'll be back soon." he said handing the phone back over and going to Jim's office quickly.
Stranger: Sebastian. Is he okay? SH
Sherlock sat anxiously at home, hating being in the dark about it all.
You: [delayed] Yeah, uh.. had a panic attack kind of thing. Cleaning him up some and then home, he needs some rest. -SM
Stranger: I don't believe you. What actually happened? SH
You: Why don't you believe me? -SM
Stranger: You sound unsure. SH]
You: Just worried, and I don't know that you've had to deal with this all yet.. -SM
Stranger: I worry about him. SH
You: So do I. But we'll take care of him now, right? -SM
Stranger: I don't regret the other night. You were there for me. I appreciate it. SH
You: We should try and just... leave that. Jim's fragile. Especially when it comes to those he loves. -JM
You: It's going to take some time for him to come to terms with this. -JM
Stranger: Wait, he loves me? SJ
You: Of course he does. -SM
Stranger: He's never said so. SH
You: He doesn't say it. -SM
You: Not anymore. Not even to me. You kind of.. get used to the ways he just shows it. -SM
You: He will be. And as I said, we'll take care of him. -SM
Stranger: Is he angry at me? SH
You: He's panicking. I don't know. -SM
Stranger: Bring him home? SH
You: I am, we're on our way. -SM
Stranger: Tell him I'm sorry. SH
You: He's.. somewhere between passed out and sleeping. Can you help me get him back up and inside? -SM
Stranger: Is he hurt? Of course I can. SH
You: No, just needs rest and a good meal when he wakes up. Some TLC. -SM
Stranger: Okay. I feel so bad. I never meant to hurt him. SH
You: It's fine.He's been overworking himself lately anyway, it was really just one part of a whole. -SM
Stranger: Sherlock sighed, coming out into the drive to help Sebastian carry the unconscious Jim inside.
You: Jim was curled up on Sebastian's lap, and Sebastian was glad for Sherlock's help getting him up. "to his room." he muttered as they went in.
Stranger: Sherlock nodded, taking half of Jim's weight and carefully guiding him to his room, laying the man down in bed.
You: Sebastian went about undressing him to his pants and tucking him in. "He'll need water. Did you have plans for the day?"
Stranger: "No, I can stay with him. It's okay." Sherlock nodded, running a hand gently down Jim's face.
You: "We both can. I just wanted to make sure." Sebastian said softly, kissing the top of Sherlock's head. "You can lie with him. did you have breakfast?"
Stranger: Sherlock leaned softly into Sebastian's kiss. "No, I didn't. I was too worried about him, but I'm not really hungry, it's okay." Sherlock spoke, getting in next to Jim.
You: "You need to eat. if we're going to take care of him, we need to talk care of ourselves, too. I'll bring you something, and water for all. Just in case he wakes up soon, but he's probably exhausted." Sebastian left and came back with breakfast and waters.
Stranger: "Thank you." Sherlock spoke affectionately with a smile. Slowly he wrapped his arms around Jim, and placed a kiss on his cheek.
You: "He will be fine, you know."Sebastian insisted.
Stranger: "I know. I just care about him a lot." He mumbled. "I know you do too."
You: Sebastian nodded, sitting next to them. "Yeah. Always have, always will. Crazy little fucker though he is."
Stranger: "Will he forgive me? I mean... us? Will he forgive us?" Sherlock asked.
You: "Eventually. We'll have to earn his trust back, though." Sebastian murmrued
Stranger: "Yes, I know we will." Sherlock nodded.
You: Sebastian smiled. "I think, as long as we still love him, he won't have a problem with us. Or all three of us, even."
Stranger: "Kiss me." He whispered, daringly, enjoying Sebastian's smile.
You: Sebastian was surprised, leaning forward to gently kiss Sherlock
Stranger: Sherlock smiled into the kiss, still holding on to Jim as they did so.
You: Sebastian broke it after a bit. "you need to eat."
Stranger: "I'm honestly okay.". He promised.
You: "Doesn't mean you don't need to eat." Sebastian frowned.
Stranger: "If you bring me something I'll eat it." He compromised.
You: "It's right here." sebastian held the plate out.
Stranger: "Oh, okay. Sorry. I'm very tired." Sherlock mumbled, running a hand through his hair and taking the plate gratefully.
You: "It's fine. We can eat, then sleep here with him. He likes sleeping with warm bodies, I think he'll like it.
You: *" Sebastian smiled.
Stranger: (I only got half of that)
You: "It's fine. We can eat, then sleep here with him. He likes sleeping with warm bodies, I think he'll like it." Sebastian smiled.
Stranger: "I know he does." Sherlock smiled, looking down at the sleeping body, cuddling into it.
You: "Hey, come on. Eat, then we cuddle up." Sebastian insisted.
Stranger: "Okay, fine." Sherlock nodded, eating the food.
You: Sebastian smiled, drinking some water before stripping down to his pants and slipping in next to Jim.
Stranger: Sherlock reached his arm round so his hand was holding Sebastian's and the three bodies were pressed together.
You: Sebastian squeezed Sherlock's hand back. "We're all going to be fine."
Stranger: "I know." He smiled, kissing Jim's shoulder.
You: Sebastian settled down and rested. Jim slept at least half the day away before starting to stir, surprisingly comfortblae.
Stranger: Sherlock held on tighter to Jim as he began to stir.
You: Jim turned and blinked first at Sherlock, then Sebastian. "My boys... so warm.." he mumbled.
Stranger: Sherlock smiled, please with Jim's reaction. 'Feeling better?' He asked.
You: "Hmm, my sweeties..." Jim murmured, smiling.
Stranger: "I love you" He muttered sleepily.
You: "Love you, too.." Jim mumbled back, then turned to Sebastian. "N'you, Sebby. bothmy boys.."
Stranger: "Will you forgive us?" He asked hopefully, enjoying the company of warm, sleepy Jim.
You: "Mmmmaybe. Been bad boys.. but I get it. M'not happy.. but yeah." he muttered.
Stranger: (Blagh, it's half five, I'm falling asleep.)
You: [[it's just almost midnight here, but I need to be up. shall we call it here?]]
Stranger: ((I have to be up too. I have band. Yes, I think that's probably for the best.))
You: [[sounds good. thanks so much for the rp, then, darling! hope to catch you again around sometime! gnight, sleep well!]]
