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The Little Arrangement

I had planned on spending the morning making love with Holmes, but as this happened to be the instance in which I finally took him, I lasted all of fifteen seconds and then nearly fainted from the impact.

When I awoke that morning, Holmes was perched beside me on the bed smoking a cigarette, already a fair way through his oral review of the previous night’s recital at St. James’ Hall. Whether he presumed I had been awake this whole time or simply did not care at what point I would eventually join his narrative was never clear to me, for when I rolled towards him I was immediately greeted by the sight of his softened pink cock nestling on his right thigh. It was as if he had thrown on his dressing gown simply to outline his most magnificent bodily features, and the subjects of attack and bowing upon which he expounded floated past my ears and evaporated with the smoke from his cigarette.

I touched him casually at first, simply to see if his cock was as soft as it appeared. It was. It felt like cool velvet to my sensitive fingers and I did not stop touching it until a grunt finally escaped him and he grew quiet. It was then that I thought the morning’s activities quite decided, and with my own cockstand reflecting a store of fresh energy, I fastened my mouth on him and began sucking away in earnest.
When I nibbled at his tip he groaned and slouched further down the headboard until he was propped on a pillow just slightly above my own. This was the first chance I’d had to bring him from a completely flaccid state to one of acute arousal, and it was a fascinating exercise indeed. In fact, I was so ensconced in my activity that I do not know how my fingers wound up in his mouth; I simply became slowly aware of the fact that the pattern of my tongue was being matched someplace else by his. I correctly deduced that this meant he wanted me to penetrate him, and my hardness grew another inch in anticipation.

I felt nothing but his heat when my finger went inside him, a heat so intense my entire arm grew warm by proxy. He was so thoroughly tensed at first that I started to withdraw for fear of causing him discomfort, but his iron will and sharp focus of mind thankfully carry into the bedroom. He uttered a disapproving cry and firmly guided me back to his entrance and in a short time was relaxing around my digits and twisting about in a show of erotic discovery.

I was as fully aroused as I’d ever been when he rolled to his stomach and offered himself to me. I had every intention of approaching the process slowly, but when I slid into that incredible fire I was suddenly and utterly consumed by it. Taken alone, his startled cry, his broad, muscular shoulders flexing to support himself, or the slight trembling of his firm body underneath mine would surely have expedited my release. Taken together, they were my instant undoing. He swallowed me up inside him and despite my self-admonition to remain in control, I was unable to stop my hips from thrusting further and faster than I might have even at the peak of my efforts.

“Holmes,” I moaned, “I’m going to come. I cannot—“

And the ensuing cry that was ripped from my belly matched the explosion of my climax. My eyes rolled into the back of my head and the room narrowed to a vortex of white noise as I clung to him for dear life, calling out senseless phrases of wonderment. Everything I had poured into him as powerfully and naturally as the tide follows the moon.

When I started to come back to myself, I felt him tugging diligently at his cock. I quickly reached down to take over and was pleased to find a thick wet sheath already covering his tip. He replaced his hand on the mattress and pressed back into me, rocking and groaning until with a choked cry he spent himself in lusty surges. I was still pounding into him when he constricted around me so tightly I could no longer move.

We remained thus suspended for quite some time before crashing together on the bed.

“Watson, as sexual creatures go, you really are most formidable,” he said after he rolled onto his back.

I could only shake my head over the irony of such a statement because I was too busy attempting to regain my senses to answer him.

“I had thought we might spend the morning in here, but as you have expelled yourself with stunning efficiency, I think I shall draw a bath,” he said, pushing himself from the bed and retrieving his dressing gown. “I presume you wish me to spare you some hot water?”

“Shh, I think it may still be happening,” I whispered from my limp supine position as delicious currents of aftershocks continued to rattle my spine.

“Hum,” he chuckled. He swept out the bedroom door muttering to himself, “An interesting arrangement indeed…”


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Dec. 1st, 2009 03:54 pm (UTC)
Oh God.... THIS made me laugh so hard my cat came running to see what was the matter:

"I had thought we might spend the morning in here, but as you have expelled yourself with stunning efficiency, I think I shall draw a bath,”

Garsh, that Holmes is such a romantic... LOL

Charlotte, I've really enjoyed this take on the Milverton case. I especially adore first-time fics and this one has been a doozy! Even dear Mrs. Hudson got some lovin', bless her heart!
Dec. 1st, 2009 04:12 pm (UTC)
I'm very glad to hear that you enjoyed it and that your cat is interested in your well-being. :)

I've been wanting to do this take on Milverton for a long time and I have the i_mop challenge to thank for convincing me to bring it out.
Dec. 1st, 2009 04:13 pm (UTC)
This is a terrific installment, as usual, complete with a passionate and overwhelmed Watson, just the way I like him. Your Holmes is everything: clinical, passionate, sexual and open to anything.

You've done a terrific job and I hope you gift us with something like this again.
Dec. 1st, 2009 04:41 pm (UTC)
You bet I will--your thoughtful compliment is just what I need to keep it up.
Dec. 1st, 2009 05:04 pm (UTC)
Ahhh, what a way to greet the day! An excellent Holmes here, along with a charmingly fired-up Watson! I grinned at -
“Shh, I think it may still be happening,” I whispered from my limp supine position as delicious currents of aftershocks continued to rattle my spine.
“Hum,” he chuckled. He swept out the bedroom door muttering to himself, “An interesting arrangement indeed…”
and wondered if Holmes would experiment with this little phenomenon, now. Seeing how wild he can make Watson and how long his aftershocks last. *snirk, giggle*

I'm sorry to see the end of this, it's been thoroughly enjoyable. I very much look forward to what goodies you may have to share next!
Dec. 1st, 2009 05:09 pm (UTC)
Or maybe he'll seduce him into the bathtub. :)

Thanks, as always, for reading!
Dec. 1st, 2009 09:22 pm (UTC)
Mmmm, what a delicious little bit of something extra :) Those were some lovely smuttings, dahling. Of course
Holmes would already be Talking Music to himself when Watson woke up, and of course Watson would use that as a distraction to pursue another agenda, and of course it would be marvelous!
Dec. 1st, 2009 09:35 pm (UTC)
Mmmm, thank you! I'm really proud of Watson for holding out till the end of the case to pursue his ultimate goal, and glad it worked out so well for him. Dear me, I think he may still be lying there...
Dec. 2nd, 2009 05:09 am (UTC)
I'm sad to see this end but it's a beautiful, hot ending. I'm looking forward to more of your writing. Thank you!
Dec. 2nd, 2009 03:29 pm (UTC)
Thank you for always taking the time to say so. You're very welcome!
Dec. 2nd, 2009 06:20 am (UTC)
I just discovered the entire series of i_mop sketches, and OH MY GOD. You manage to capture Holmes's voice perfectly - and you have the perfect Victorian sex vocabulary.
Dec. 2nd, 2009 03:30 pm (UTC)
Aw, you're sweet. Thanks for reading and tell all your friends! :)

(Stay tuned for more as well.)
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Dec. 28th, 2009 03:16 pm (UTC)
Oh thank you! I appreciate your taking the time to read and comment!
Feb. 6th, 2010 02:56 am (UTC)
Just commenting after having read through your entire journal to say how much I love your writing. I'm not sure which I enjoyed more - the longer three-parters or the November series.

Absolutely wonderful. Dare I hope you'll be posting more in the future?
Feb. 6th, 2010 03:55 pm (UTC)
Oh thank you! You dare correctly. (?) I am about to post a hiatus fic I've been working on for a few months--my longest piece yet and just in time for Valentine's Day. Shhhh!

Thanks again for reading and commenting!
Oct. 18th, 2010 07:13 pm (UTC)
You have managed to distract me very successfully, and I'm very happy about it! Thanks for a great read.
Oct. 18th, 2010 07:21 pm (UTC)
You're most welcome. Hope the distraction was porntastic.
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