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Sherlock Holmes. If you're going to entertain me, you're more than welcome.




[Probably would be a good idea to read the About page before interacting with Sherlock. AU Sherlock Holmes rp. Not Benedict Cumberbatch.
WARNING: This blog is extremely NSFW and will include bondage, D/s relations, blood, knives and guns and various other possible triggers. Offending posts will be tagged with TW or Trigger Warnings. Follow at your own risk.]

thescandalteen:

sherlockxholmesx:

Sherlock chuckled and curled a finger under her chin, tilting her face up for another kiss. “Maybe you should make it a habit.”

Irene kissed him back and nodded slightly. “Perhaps I should now,” she said softly before kissing him again. “Would you like to lay down with me? Do some cuddling perhaps?”

Sherlock considered it and then countered with, “Are you tired, pet?”


//I am so sorry I haven’t been around! I promise to be back more.
posted 1 year ago

thescandalteen:

Irene smiled and nodded.”I’m sure you like it better that way. Don’t you, Master?” she asked with a small smile before graciously taking the shirt and slipping it on, the shirt going barely to the knee.

Sherlock chuckled and curled a finger under her chin, tilting her face up for another kiss. “Maybe you should make it a habit.”


Make Love In This Club || Sherlock & John

yourdearestwatson:

John grit his teeth tightly and groaned loudly, feeling the tears form at the edges at his eyes in pain. Oh, god it felt so good—and was so painful at the same time. “Sher—” he whispered sightly, arching his back, wanting all of his cock inside him. 

Sherlock gave a slight smirk, interrupted by the groan forced out of him when he arched his back, pushing a little harder. “Fuck, John,” he huffed out softly.


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Make Love In This Club || Sherlock & John

yourdearestwatson:

John gasped at the movement in him, it was wet and cold. But God, it felt amazing. He relaxed his body as Sherlock had taught him. Moaning gently, John arched his back to let himself stretch for his master, he waited for him; he knew that Sherlock of anyone knew what he was doing. 

Sherlock took stretching him slow, thorough, making sure that none of it would hurt, and when he’d finally worked John up to three, he wetted his pet’s arse hole one last time and then stood, pushing down his trousers and pants and gathering spit on his hand to smear over his cock. Finally, he planted one hand against the back of the couch for balance, leaning down to kiss his pretty pet, and started to gently push into him, taking it slow.


thescandalteen:

sherlockxholmesx:

He nodded. “Good girl.” He pressed a kiss to her forehead. “Would you like to get dressed?”

Irene thought about it for a moment before asking “Would you like in my previous outfit or could I wear something more comfortable that’s yours?”

Sherlock walked to his closet to look through his clothes and then presented her with the longest shirt he owned. “I’m afraid I can’t offer you any knickers,” he chuckled.


Make Love In This Club || Sherlock & John

yourdearestwatson:

To John, there was no one but his master that mattered. He did as he was told and generously sucked on the fingers that were on his lips. he knew what Sherlock was doing; he knew that he knew what he was doing and therefore placed all of his trust in Sherlock. 

Sherlock grunted softly, the feeling of his pet sucking on his fingers too much to concentrate for a moment before he continued his licking. Only when he was sure, Sherlock reluctantly pulled his fingers from John’s mouth and rubbed them around his hole teasingly, before he pressed one finger in, tongue moving to ease the way.


thescandalteen:

sherlockxholmesx:

thescandalteen:

“Yes Master,” she said, letting out a small moan at his tongue. He felt amazing on her and she truly had lost count of her orgasms, but assumed at least two. She knew if he worked on her longer, she would again.

Sherlock set to work, counting three for himself. After she’d clenched and panted her way through another, he pulled back a moment, eyeing her spread out and panting heavily across his sheets.

Irene noticed him taking a look at her when he was done. She was panting and gripping the sheets. She slowly sat up before whispering “Three, Daddy”

He nodded. “Good girl.” He pressed a kiss to her forehead. “Would you like to get dressed?”


Make Love In This Club || Sherlock & John

yourdearestwatson:

John had always enjoyed being rimmed, he enjoyed being tasted and spat on. He enjoyed Sherlock making him wet enough to not need lube. It would only hurt a little, but he trusted Sherlock enough to hold his legs in place, breathing out evenly, waiting for that glorious cock to abuse him. 

Sherlock saw movement out of the corner of his eye and was aware that many of those who were watching were pleasuring themselves or had people on their knees pleasuring them, and not all of their audience was male. He started bobbing as he fucked his pet with his tongue, and he slid his hand up to press his fingers against John’s quivering bottom lip. “Suck, pet,” he ordered, and went back to the task at hand, eyes still on John’s face to make sure he did as he was told.