"Sherlock," she gasps, tightening her own embrace, moving against him a little harder, a little faster. There's just this, only this, only their arms, their bodies, their breath. Sharing this, this moment, this pleasure, each other, hearts beating together. It's beautiful, and it's perfect, and for the moment it's all there is. For the moment nothing else can touch them.
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Date: 2013-06-16 03:00 am (UTC)