[Shen Xia] When Watson has Twitter

For Sherlock, sex has never been a beautiful word.

He will dominate people's reason, and will make people fall into strange desires | deep-rooted and unable to extricate themselves. People who have lost logical thinking will never make the right choice.Sherlock is a man who lives by deduction and deduction. He is always rational, and he is not interested in some things from the beginning.

Mycroft had told him that love was the most dangerous thing in the world.Sherlock has also carried out this point of view for many years.

But obviously, Watson was like the biggest accident in his life to him.This man taught him how to go shopping in the supermarket, and also made him pay attention to the couple's set menu in every restaurant, and told him what love is.

Love is not just an emotion. Judging from the girlfriends Watson made before, Sherlock also knows that his partner and lover will not be satisfied with Plato's love.They will touch, they will touch, they will caress, and then, they will have sex.So he'd kiss the man with the blond hair, and he'd make some gestures that would help the sensuality without being offensive--generally to evade Watson's inspection of his tobacco--but obviously, now this kind of This is the first time.

Originally, he was just planning to surprise his good doctor, but obviously, his appearance gave Dr. Watson a huge psychological shock. His resolute good military doctor fainted, and Sherlock took the simplest and most effective measures.

When the button on Watson's chest was unbuttoned, revealing the slightly pale chest, Sherlock kissed it almost subconsciously, and then went all the way up, taking advantage of the good doctor completely while he was unconscious.

When the lips of the good doctor were covered with wine, the only consulting detective in the world knew that in the future, the option "kiss" should be completely deleted from the list of his refusal.

They returned to 221B and started their first sex|love on the narrow sofa.

Because of the width limitation of the sofa, they can only maintain an overlapping posture, and they will fall if they are not careful.Watson obviously didn't notice this, and the two fingers that came in had taken all his attention away.He was lying there, rubbing his body lightly against the fine leather sofa, his bare back arched upwards slightly, with a nice arc.He put a fist in his mouth and bit it, so as not to disturb the neighbors across the wall by making some strange noises.

And Sherlock, who has nimble fingers, did this like the first time. He even had the mood to pay attention to the condom that caught him.

Really uncomfortable, Sherlock pursed his lips.

He gently attached his free hand to Watson's waist, sliding it slowly, and the thin and broken sounds leaked from between the blond man's fingers.

Sherlock bent down and kissed Watson behind the ear, and the man shuddered.

Sherlock touched Watson's shoulder, but the man did not respond.

Sherlock stretched out his hand to hold the stiff spot in front of Watson, and felt that his fingers tightly wrapped by the man could penetrate deeper.

Sherlock quickly recorded all this on his hard drive, and he can still treat all this with the rigorous attitude towards science until now.And at the moment of advancement, when Watson's uncontrollable voice leaked from the corner of his lips, it was the last step of Sherlock's research on same-sex sex|love.

He liked Watson's voice, and the soft hair that Watson brushed against his chin.

Also, it made Sherlock feel comfortable.

In the future, "sex" can also be deleted from the do not accept list.

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#Watson's Private Diary#

From start to finish, I didn't have the initiative.

Sherlock stubbornly dragged me to the abyss, and then to heaven, and back and forth made me exhausted, so that I didn't know when it was dark.It always gets dark early in London, and I'm already lying on a soft bed when I pull myself out of the tide's lust |.

"You brought me here?" I looked at the man who had already put on a soft blue nightgown and whose hair was still dripping.

Sherlock nodded, stood there, did not sit down, just stared at me with good-looking eyes.I felt that the quilt on my body could not stop his gaze, which gave me the illusion of being invisible under the searchlight.

I can feel the illusion that there is no more sticky between my legs, which let me know that I seem to be fainted by this person.This made me feel embarrassed and angry, as if I was not as proficient as Sherlock in every field.

So, I looked up and looked at him with a kind of bluff: "Satisfied with what you see?"

Sherlock nodded.

"Are you satisfied with what I did with you?"

Sherlock still nodded.

Although I can't accurately grasp the emotions represented by each muscle on the face like Sherlock, I can feel that he seems a little guilty, because he is not even willing to take a step closer now, the distance between us is like using a ruler As precisely measured, neither distant nor close.

I had to sit up against the pillows, and my waist still hurts, but that's not the point.I looked at Sherlock, and he looked at me, not fleeing.

"You don't need to embarrass me, Sherlock," I looked at him and heard my own voice was slow, "Actually, I quite like doing it with you, as long as you remember not to be on the sofa in the future." , it's so narrow in there, you can't breathe for me."

Sherlock stared at me, and I calmed down to let him watch.Then Sherlock was obviously relieved, which made me feel a little funny, and my heart warmed up a bit. He was worried that what happened just now would offend me, and he would worry about such things. This matter itself is very interesting.

"You don't look well." Sherlock got into bed and sat down next to me.

I pulled off the snow-white towel from his hand, it was mine, obviously Sherlock used my bathroom directly - maybe the shower gel in his bathroom was taken away by Mrs Hudson to bathe Mir.I put the towel on Sherlock's head and kneaded gently: "Actually, it's not bad."

Sherlock moved, then looked up at me: "Then I want to do it again."

My hands stopped, and I smiled a little.Little Mr. Holmes seems to be fascinated by his previously unknown domain, but in order for me to go out as usual tomorrow, I'd better forget it: "I'll talk about it later."

Sherlock pursed his lips and stopped talking.

I dried his hair, as before, when Sherlock always behaved perfectly still.My eyes are unconsciously attracted by his collarbone, which is a different kind of paleness than others, but the curvature is attractive enough.

Who could not love him?

My eyes looked down through the gap in the pajamas, and suddenly, a light-colored scar that was different from other skins came into my eyes.

The scar was on the chest, and it was long and narrow.I have carefully observed every inch of Sherlock's skin, obviously this little thing is newly made.

Perhaps, these two years of life are not as sweet as the letters Sherlock gave me.

Perhaps, Sherlock did some dangerous things behind my back.

That realization made me angry, and that scar was so glaring.I took off the towel and stared at the curly black hair on Sherlock's head: "I want to know about your adventures in the past two years." I took a breath, "Don't try to lie to me, if you lie to me, I will move out, You know I walk the talk."

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#Blackberry sister's twitter#

8: 30am

Today is another busy day. The British shorthair cat I raised is now so delicate that it only drinks one brand of milk.But I'll satisfy him anyway, since I can feed another squeamish guy, I can feed him.

- Comments (11):

-Harry: Anthea, it looks like you didn't sleep well

-Anthea: How do you know?

-Harry: Such a blunt condemnation of your boss can only show that sleep cannot relieve your irritability from last night

-Anthea: Yes, a person who disappeared for a long time came back, and asked me to work overtime at night to prepare clothes and hairdressers for him. I am also a human being and I will be very tired

-Harry: WHO?

-MH: You'll know.Also, Anthea, the bonus is doubled this month

-Anthea: (⊙o⊙) Thank you BOSS

-MH: bring me cookies

-GL:=A=

-MH: No, I've given up on sweets

-Harry: LS, your heart is bleeding, I can guess =v=

9: 00am

After feeding the little ones, I headed to the office.I have learned a driver's license, but obviously the BOSS is sympathetic to his poor little assistant who worked overtime yesterday, and specially sent a car to pick me up.

That's nice =v=

10: 39am

The monitor shows that the target person No. [-] has entered the clinic, and all parties are on standby. If the target person No. [-] makes any aggressive actions, please rush in to rescue him, as long as the target person No. [-]’s life is not injured.

- Comments (1):

-SH: I don't like the nickname of the target person #[-] =A=

11: 00am

The good doctor fainted!

The big detective took off his clothes!

They kissed!

- Comments (3):

-Harry: (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻ No messing around outside!

-SH: This is just a first aid measure

-Harry: Liar ghosts!

11: 30am

Follow the boss's instructions and confiscate all the cookies from the boss

- Comments (4):

-GL: good

-Harry: It seems that LS is used to being called the proprietress

-MH: Anthea, your extra bonus is gone

-Anthea: It's just a bonus now, if you don't listen to the boss lady, you will fine all my salary, BOSS

13: 00pm

They're back on Baker Street, I'm going to watch the surveillance, nobody care about me

- Comments (5):

-Harry: I want to watch too!

-GL: ... peeking is wrong

-MH: yes

-GL: Don't think I'll believe you're not watching

-MH: I just want to keep them safe, and to test whether my new lube is good or not

15: 33pm

good doc, passed out...again

- Comments (6):

-Harry: =mouth=

-Donovan: =mouth=

-Anderson: =mouth=

-GL: What?

-Harry: LS destroys the formation!Pull out!

-Donovan: BOSS, you are not suitable for this cute little game

17: 40pm

Just now, the doctor was still brushing the hair of the BOSS younger brother, why did he start to take off his clothes now?

God!The good doctor punched the BOSS brother in the face!

-Comment:

-Harry: Hi Da Pu Ben

-Donovan: I knew it would come one day, ever since that freak left the good doctor at the scene of the crime

-MH: I need exact surveillance data, all

-GL: I see Mike you are calling an ambulance... trust me good doctors don't send Sherlock to the hospital...

-MH: Of course I know, you don’t even have the strength to get up every time, I think Dr. Watson should be about the same

-GL: ...Mycroft Holmes, you can call an ambulance, I'll let him take you away!

The author has something to say: So, the great detective paid the price for his concealment

Turning head] However, it is commendable to use the body to break the opponent's will first, at least...you won't be beaten so hard...

The triple hit of domestic violence that I like to hear, well, Juanjuan, your good doctor is not without temper~

#Yesterday's Twitter finishing#

JW: MH, I knew that the taxi you arranged was waiting at the door of the clinic. I saw it in the morning! (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

-Comment:

-MH: Saved you a lot of time, didn't it?

-Harry: 23333333333

-MrsHudson: Gosh, boys, you don't know what Mrs. Nat just found when she went to buy cheese and butter, and the convenience store down the street started selling lube and condoms on sale.You know, all the years I've lived here, the old miser never knew what a discount was.

-MH: no thanks

-Try hard to become a top student: since you started to update your status, doctor, you are getting more and more irritable, which is very bad and hurts your health

[By the way, Mrs. Hudson, how do you know so well! 】

SH: Stop tweeting, he's asleep

-Comment:

-Harry: Yooooooo~

-GL: It's nice that you learned to care about him

【Yoooooooooo~】