Just a Favour, for a Damsel [Sherlock X Reader] 37Chapter 37: Watson and his questionsJust a Favour, for a Damsel [Sherlock X Reader] 3713 hours ago in Romance More Like This
Awaking from your slumber the next morning, you felt as if you’d been hit over the head with a brick or you’d been severely drunk. Untangling yourself from the sheets was nearly impossible but you managed it, noticing you were still dressed from last night. The daylight coming through the window burned your eyes, causing you to wince at the pain and not bother with changing as you exited the bedroom.
It being midday on Watson’s day off, he was at home, in the living-room alongside Sherlock, both staring at the wall covered in papers and narrowing down his arch-enemy’s location.
“So what are you going to do exactly?” John questioned as he looked at the Detective who looked back at him.
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Edward ran outside to play until his adoptive father picked him up. “Ed, let’s play!” his friend, Nina, cheered.
“Yeah!” Edward agreed. “What do you wanna play?”
“Let’s play Princess and Knight!” Nina suggested.
“Okay; how do you play?” Edward agreed.
“I’m the princess and you’re the knight, and I have to stay with the mean old dragon and you save me! Kay?”
“Yeah! That sounds fun! You go to the top of the big slide and I’ll go get a sword!”
“Sure!” The two children ran off in different directions; Edward ran to the woods to get a stick that he could pretend was a sword and Nina ran to the top of the slide. Edward came back, clicking his tongue as though he were riding a horse. “Sir Edward has come to save me! Oh, thank you so very much!” Nina called in an over-dramatic voice.
“Don’t thank me yet! I haven’t slain the mean-old-nasty-d
Just a Favour, for a Damsel [Sherlock X Reader] 36Chapter 36: SedativesJust a Favour, for a Damsel [Sherlock X Reader] 3613 hours ago in Romance More Like This
Getting back home, Sherlock hurried you inside, throwing his jacket down onto the sofa as he entered.
You nibbled your lip, keeping a firm hold on his hand as he led you into the kitchen.
“Sit” he spoke and you obeyed, amazed as he gazed around at you and smirked, “Good girl” he winked before heading off into the bathroom.
Aching as you were, you couldn’t wait to have him again, properly this time and letting him do whatever he wanted to you… just thinking about it was causing a craving.
Sherlock returned and poured a glass of water, dissolving the contents of a pill in it before turning around and handing it to you “Wouldn’t want you
Just a Favour, for a Damsel [Sherlock X Reader] 38Chapter 38: BillyJust a Favour, for a Damsel [Sherlock X Reader] 3813 hours ago in Romance More Like This
Today was the day, despite the small argument, was it even an argument? It consisted of smirks and dirty looks exchanged between both you and Sherlock, well anyway, John shook his head and got rid of the thought “I’m going to go and get some shopping, is there anything you both need?” he asked as he picked his coat up, about to leave.
You and the Detective replied in unison, “No”
And with that, John nodded and left.
An incoming text alert sounded and Sherlock whipped out his phone, smirking as he opened the photo attachment showing a rather mysterious looking man in a suit and sunglasses, chewing gum, scrolling down there was a phone number. The Detective’s smirk grew even wider; he looked at the
Just a Favour, for a Damsel [Sherlock X Reader] 39Chapter 39: Game timeJust a Favour, for a Damsel [Sherlock X Reader] 3913 hours ago in Romance More Like This
Inside the cab and now travelling to the outskirts of London, Sherlock sent a text the number Billy had managed to find: You’ve been quiet lately. I’m bored, meet me, Millennium Mills outskirts South London. I want to play a game. -SH
James Moriarty can’t say he had been doing much lately; he was slowly planning his next murder and little riddles for his playmate. Well, he was until his day job got in the way, working as an executive for a mercenary company in West London, although, it did help keep track of his playthings.
The sound of his phone rang; he was always unsure whether it was a message or a phone call as he kept the same ringtone for both ‘Stayin’ Alive’ by the Bee Gees, he began to sing along to the song