Love without a reason
Moriarty stared at Sherlock, he looks so funny, it is bloody ridiculous that someone could able to go into his heart, it is so absurd that out of his imagination.
This 'great' detective is the special one who give him a lot of excitement, like heroin, can't stop it.
"I think we are the same, shall we be friend? or even more than that?"
"Obviously, no. And, definitely impossible." Sherlock rejected his invitation and said, "You are murderer, and I am just a sociopath."
"No, no, my little Sherlock." Moriarty despaired but won't give up, "Why? Is that your deduction? Ha! it's nonsense at all." He laughed, "Oh my brilliant detective Sherlock Holmes, please infer what will I do next? I am sure you will never get the answer."
Sherlock starts inferring, many thoughts in his head.
Deduction 1: Showing friendliness? No no, that's not his style and he won't do that. What he said is undoubtedly a lie.
Deduction 2: Driving my attention out of sight? That's the thing he will do, but what's it for? Next game? or it already started?
Deduction 3: Jeering at me? Perhaps, he probably enjoys this so much. Ah! No, he do really enjoys it.
When Sherlock focus on reasoning, seems to give the final answer, Moriarty unexpectedly stopped him by touching mouth with his lips.
"Um... not bad." He smiled and licked his lips, "Soft."
"Oh... stop..."
"Sweet."
"For god's sake."
"Cherished." He approaches Sherlock, whisper in his ear, "thank you." He then stick his tongue in Sherlock's ear.
Sherlock felt hot and embarrass, push him away at once and blame, "What are you doing?"
Moriarty is wearing an evil smile over the face, "you do love it, don't you? Tell me what you feel."
Sherlock kept silent, cannot deny the emotion and feeling that body gave.
[END]
Moriarty stared at Sherlock, he looks so funny, it is bloody ridiculous that someone could able to go into his heart, it is so absurd that out of his imagination.
This 'great' detective is the special one who give him a lot of excitement, like heroin, can't stop it.
"I think we are the same, shall we be friend? or even more than that?"
"Obviously, no. And, definitely impossible." Sherlock rejected his invitation and said, "You are murderer, and I am just a sociopath."
"No, no, my little Sherlock." Moriarty despaired but won't give up, "Why? Is that your deduction? Ha! it's nonsense at all." He laughed, "Oh my brilliant detective Sherlock Holmes, please infer what will I do next? I am sure you will never get the answer."
Sherlock starts inferring, many thoughts in his head.
Deduction 1: Showing friendliness? No no, that's not his style and he won't do that. What he said is undoubtedly a lie.
Deduction 2: Driving my attention out of sight? That's the thing he will do, but what's it for? Next game? or it already started?
Deduction 3: Jeering at me? Perhaps, he probably enjoys this so much. Ah! No, he do really enjoys it.
When Sherlock focus on reasoning, seems to give the final answer, Moriarty unexpectedly stopped him by touching mouth with his lips.
"Um... not bad." He smiled and licked his lips, "Soft."
"Oh... stop..."
"Sweet."
"For god's sake."
"Cherished." He approaches Sherlock, whisper in his ear, "thank you." He then stick his tongue in Sherlock's ear.
Sherlock felt hot and embarrass, push him away at once and blame, "What are you doing?"
Moriarty is wearing an evil smile over the face, "you do love it, don't you? Tell me what you feel."
Sherlock kept silent, cannot deny the emotion and feeling that body gave.
[END]