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Just doing my part to save the world from lack of homosexual Victorian porn. Enjoy!

The vicar smiled benevolently when he bowed towards me and said, “John Watson, repeat these words as I recite them.”

 I choose you, Mary, on this day to be my wife…”

 I felt the warm lips of Sherlock Holmes yield to mine as I pushed his dressing gown from his shoulders.

 I promise to love you and care for you with joy…”

 I smelled his sweet, powerful musk when I pressed my face into his neck.

 I shall never neglect you, but always nourish you with my love…”

 I heard his gasp when I lifted his hips and took him into my mouth.

 “…encouraging you to bloom evermore…”

 I tasted the bittersweet essence that had flooded my tongue.

 “…with blooms lovelier every year …”

 I saw the tenderness in his eyes when he pulled me to him.

 I vow to be true to you and to cherish you…”

 He had gazed at my face for a long moment before joining our lips again.

 "Every day of my life…”

 I pushed the ring onto her small finger, and thought of the delicate way in which his long, sensitive ones had traversed my back.

 The vicar turned to Mary.

 “Miss Morstan, repeat these words as I recite them.”

 I choose you this day to be my husband...”

 He had called me John.

 I promise to be your dependable helpmate…”

 I had climaxed quickly.

 “…and to love you and care for you each day the Lord gives us…”

 He had wrapped his arms tightly about my torso.

 I shall be your shade, your sanctuary…”

 I had felt my blood begin to rise yet again.

 Shall always nourish you with my love, encouraging you, John.”

 I had called his name when he brought me one final time.

 I vow to be true to you…”

 He had asked me not to leave.

 And to cherish you every day of my life.”

 Mary smiled a warm, loving smile, and slid the ring upon my finger.

 We embraced and silently wept, she for what she had gained, and I for what I had lost.


( 10 comments — Leave a comment )
Nov. 4th, 2009 08:02 pm (UTC)
You have officially broken my heart.
Nov. 4th, 2009 09:08 pm (UTC)
There there. Stay tuned. Things are about to get a lot better.
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Nov. 5th, 2009 07:10 pm (UTC)
Something tells me he'll find his way back to true love.
Nov. 5th, 2009 04:14 am (UTC)
Those wedding vows are killer. I had tears in my eyes after just a few lines. Did you make them up, or are they standard wedding vows for the Church of England?
Nov. 5th, 2009 07:11 pm (UTC)
I pieced together what I could find of Victorian-style wedding vows. I know nothing of the Church of England. :)
Nov. 5th, 2009 07:18 am (UTC)
Sheds tears.
Nov. 5th, 2009 07:10 pm (UTC)
Hands emerald a kleenex.
Oct. 14th, 2010 06:11 am (UTC)
"He had asked me not to leave."

*sobs* Then why did you, you cunt! Fuck you, Watson, and Damn you. Damn you for being pitiable.

This story is a case study in how to effectively rip emotion from your audience with the most powerful and succinct language possible. An effectiveness that is to the point of making the audience yell out at characters as if they are real. All the while burning an everlasting impression on said audience and forever making them a ragefully envious hater at the same time as a helplessly besotted fan.
Oct. 11th, 2012 02:56 pm (UTC)
You made my soul cry *sob*
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