And another short break from Torchwood to finish my kidnapping fic chapter..
Chapter 3 of the Case of the Taken Toddler is now up. I know it’s a bit short, but hopefully it still keeps you wanting to read…
And also I updated my fanfiction list, more or less. It’s in my naviagtion or a link is here.
I added a second chapter to Watching You. This time it’s switched, with John tied up while Sherlock has sex with someone.
The next chapter of Salt in the Wounds is up.
This ones pretty domestic, and it’s Sherlock’s first return visit.
“Come on, John”
Though he can’t say anything now.
Does smut fic count for penis friday? Anyway, I wrote this in part because of this picture. There isn’t plot, really, at all. Not even a little bit.
John ties Sherlock to a chair and then proceeds to have sex was a stranger in front of him. Everyone gets some.
“Come on, John”
Though he can’t say anything now.
Does smut fic count for penis friday? Anyway, I wrote this in part because of this picture. There isn’t plot, really, at all. Not even a little bit.
John ties Sherlock to a chair and then proceeds to have sex was a stranger in front of him. Everyone gets some.
Chapter 2 of The Case of the Taken Toddler is up!
So I got inspired to write more parentlock, but because it’s me, I went the kidnapping route:
The Case of the Taken Toddler:Sherlock Holmes likes challenging cases. But when it’s his own son that’s been kidnapped, he and John will stop at nothing to get him back.
Teaser below the cut
Hamish and Sherlock were both on the floor in the sitting room, playing with some wooden blocks with the periodic elements on them. John had no idea where Sherlock had found them, but his partner was enjoying explaining the elements to Hamish almost as much as Hamish enjoyed stacking up the blocks and knocking them down.
Sipping his tea, John made a few more notes for the blog. Things had slowed down considerably for them, but he’d never ask Sherlock to give up his work. Besides, with Mrs. Hudson just downstairs, they had a babysitter any time they wanted. And Hamish had taken to calling her Nana, which just made the woman’s heart melt every time.
The little boy had that effect on everyone. John was careful not to spoil him, but he had to keep a close eye on Sherlock. Hamish could charm treats out of the man with just a flash of his little dimples. The boy picked up a block and chucked it hard at his father.
Sherlock caught it and looked at Hamish, knowing John was watching. “What did we say about throwing things?”
“Um,” Hamish smiled up at him.
Sherlock raised an eyebrow. “Hamish.”
Hamish met his eyes a moment, then looked back at the floor. “Don’t.”
“Right. Don’t throw things. You might hurt someone.” Sherlock stood up smoothly and headed for the kitchen. Hamish looked at his Papa.
“Put your blocks away, it’s almost supper,” said John.
I wrote a second fic to go with the jack/nine smut I wrote the other day. Looks like this might be a series. I named it “Weaving Stardust”:
This one is Rose/Jack/Nine, and a sequel to the first one.
A Braid Takes Three:If the sexual tension was any thicker, Rose is certain she could cut it with a knife. So she does something about it.
Teaser below the cut
Rose watched as Jack and the Doctor worked together on the Tardis. She’d hoped encouraging Jack to sleep with the Doctor would ease things between them, but they were as tense as ever. She couldn’t help but notice how Jack was careful not to touch the Doctor, as if afraid that if he did the wrong thing he’d be thrown out the door.
The Doctor, of course, was oblivious, or else just didn’t see how much Jack was hurting. He still hadn’t made any proper moves on her either, though she’d seen the look in his eyes. If something wasn’t done soon, the unresolved sexual tension might just make the Tardis dump the three of them on an uninhabited moon until they figured it out.
Well, Rose Tyler could be flexible when it came to dancing too. She hopped off the railing, grabbed the Doctors ankle and tugged him out from underneath the console. “What is it, Rose, I’m in the middle of calibrating the…” Rose shut him up with a kiss. There was a clang as Jack dropped a tool, but Rose didn’t stop kissing the Doctor until he’d wrapped a hand in her hair and started kissing her back.
They broke the kiss and the Doctor stared at her face for a long moment before leaning in and kissing her again, stealing her breath. Rose had just enough wits about her that when Jack started to leave she reached out and grabbed him, pulling him back down as she tugged away from the Doctor.