Sherlock likes to wrap his arms around John's waist and pull him closer against his body while he kisses him, slowly and sweetly, taking his time to feel John's lips on his, and, in the end, Sherlock won't pull away. He will press his forehead against John's and smile.
You know why?
Because Sherlock loves John.
Alone Protects Me
nd as I tried to collect the cracked and hollow shards of my heart, the dark red blood kept painting my dreams, the so well known face burned on my retinas.
'Sherlock Holmes is dead. But, by God, he'll never be forgotten.'