OPEN POST; [ HERLOCK SHOLMES / TGAA ]

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(( hold you in my dreams ))

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[velluminous]

[ "steady" is quite the word to use in the thread where they are both riding an opium high.

though. right now, Sprezzatura is also riding his face. with such abandon, in fact, that he might worry for his own nose. and nevermind the slickness of his lips, cheeks, and chin as she slides the entire length of her cunt back and forth and back again. he may have ceased to lick and kiss, but she has the leverage to force him to continue... after a fashion. ]

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["Steady" is used liberally.

In fact, he does begin to fear for the state of his nose. Ruck too hard—and she does appear to be straddling that line (no pun intended)—and there exists the faraway fear that she could break it. That would be... not ideal.

Certainly would make for a good story, though.

That "steadying" touch does offer a bit more actual steadiness, in that it resists when she humps back up and close to his nose, maybe forcing her to not move up quite so high.]

Mmmnph.

[He is trying to say something, but maybe she just gets pleasure from how his lips move again.]

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[ is Herlock Sholmes really about to tell anyone stories about That Time A Devil Woman Broke My Nose From Riding My Face,

between his finger still worked all the way up inside her, and his hand resisting her, she really has little choice but to still. lifts up on her knees, just barely. maybe a few centimeters at most... but he can speak again. and breathe again. ]

Wh—what.

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[yeah why not

Looks up at her hazily, utterly a mess. But she’s such a beautiful sight he can’t even be upset by:]

…You’ll break my nose.

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Ha! I would not. I have never...

[ well. there was that one time. ]

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There is a first for everything.

[The hand on her hip raises, holding up one finger.]

A bloody nose will… ruin the mood.

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... Hm.

[ ugh. fine. she reaches behind herself to grasp his wrist and tug. it's going to get sore without any oil so it's time to pull it out. ]

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[And out he goes, a slow, soft drag.

If both hands are free, then they settle lazily on her hips.]

I did not dislike it, however.

[In case he's sown doubt.]

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Of course not.

[ he had a gorgeous woman—her—riding his face. she will not even play at denying the allure in that. ]

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[Nor has he the pride to argue otherwise. They’ve just met, he doesn’t know her real name, and yet he’s a #1 wife stan already.]

And you…?

[Satisfied?]

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[ certified wife and daughter guy, unlike a certain mikotoba

lets her weight down just enough to kiss against his mouth and chin once more. and then she's puddling off him and curling up beside with a fine tremor in her. ]

You were very good boy.

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[Emboldened enough to turn on his side and throw an arm around her… cuddling. How scandalous!]

I am quite happy to please you. And to learn.

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[ oh.

maybe she could... turn onto her side, too, facing away. back herself into him. little spoon. she does not normally do this. ]

It is long time since I feel so good.

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[Big spoon! He snuggles in close, their bodies fitting together warmly.]

Surely not that long...?

[He knows she said that they do not see each other every day—in his adult years, anyway—but for some reason, Sholmes feels bad to hear it.]

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I do not usually feel good.

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What ails you so?

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Nothing ails me.

[ are people just meant to be happy? is he? is anyone? ]

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[People want to be happy. That she cannot says something for her circumstances that prevent it, whatever they are.

Buries his face closer against her neck.]

Logically, something must, if you do not "usually feel good."

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I thought most people did not.

[ but this is no longer strictly true; she has lived now among Herlock and Iris' simple joy to know better. ]

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Not all the time. Do you feel idle? Unchallenged?

[For these are what would make Sholmes unhappy.]

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I think I just have hole in me.

[ and she can fill herself with her love for Sholmes, Iris, her new life... but there's always going to be a hole. and when things change, she remembers it so keenly. she feels the wind whistling through that opening. ]

You make me happy. I am being unfair.

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Then… perhaps it is presumptive of me to say, not knowing the details of our future together, but as long as we are close, it would be remiss of me to not endure you are always happy.

Should my older self forget this, do feel free to remind him of it.

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[ her heart ]

Sweet boy.

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I am not just being sweet. I mean it.

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I know you are. You are still my Herlock Sholmes, even before we meet.

[ a hand upon his cheek, holding him looking at her. ]