The curious case of Sherlocks Heart (closed)

[Asa]

Curling into his embrace as orgasm subsided and purred near his ear.

Mmm bet they have no doubts now. Most of the block probably has no doubts.

She lifted her head and licked his lips.

We had better finish up the water is getting a little chilly.

 

[such_a_bad_man]

Sherlock smiled, kissing her back. He swallowed nervously, looking into her eyes. "I hope that we aren't too shocking for them. I'd rather they be happy for us." He sighed, kissing her lips again. "But you're right; we're nearly out of hot water." He said, slipping from her and helping her legs steady themselves on the floor of the tub. Once they were standing, he went back to making sure they were both rinsed off before the water turned off.

 

[Asa]

Slipping from the shower and drying off she smiled to him leaning in to kiss him softly once more. She looked around and only saw one robe she grabbed his button up shirt and put it on as a robe for herself. She had read and seen how humans seemed to like women in men's dress shirts and glanced back over her shoulder to wink at him and see if it was true.

 

[such_a_bad_man]

Sherlock dried off, watching Iara's naked body the whole time. Biting his lip as he took in her lithe form, he hung up the towel and pulled his robe on. He was about to offer to grab her something to slip on when he saw her draping his shirt on. Toggling a few buttons, she stepped to the door. With a wink, he knew she understood what she was doing and he walked out with her, turning to head for his bedroom to change.

 

[Asa]

She however had to make her way down to her room to get clean clothes and confidently walked out into the main living area out their front door of their first to the stairs that led down to her flat and vanishingnin her room with John and Mrs Hudson simply standing there stunned.

 

[such_a_bad_man]

Sherlock changed for the evening and reemerged from his bedroom. Walking into the kitchen, John and Mrs. Hudson were still stood there, mouths agape over what they heard from the bathroom moments ago. Sherlock cleared his throat to speak. "Yes, that happened and I have moved on from Ms. Adler. I'm sure she is doing the same while she is away and wouldn't want me to linger, pining for her return."

Sherlock's tone was rather brusque and logical as he picked up some cookies Mrs. Hudson had brought out as dessert after dinner. After that long tryst in the shower, Sherlock was in the mood for something sweet. He munched a cookie and sipped some tea and waited to see what one or the other of them would have to say.

 

[Asa]

Much more capable than that strange woman.

John quipped with a smirk. Mrs Hudson just looked at Sherlock and then to the door.

You may have just. lost your best dress shirt, Sherlock. I can pick up another one from the tailor for you tomorrow.

Her eyes turn back towards him with an almost mother bear protecting her cub Flint in her eyes.

I gather everyone is alright Sherlock?

 

[such_a_bad_man]

"Irene wasn't strange; she didn't subscribe to societal norms. It takes a great strength of character to live your life as you choose," Sherlock replied, still standing up for his former lover while she wasn't in the room.

"No need to retrieve another shirt, Mrs. Hudson. I'm sure I'll have occasion to retrieve it when needed," Sherlock answered rather logically.

He smiled at her concern though. "Yes, I think we'll proceed just fine from here. I think I found just the thing to heal my heart." He said, glancing at the stairs.

 

[Asa]

John just watched him.

He's right Mrs. Hudson... I think he truly loves her. Not to mention if he toys with her heart in some.misguided rebound I am fairly certain we would be having to look for another tenant.

He smiled to his friend.

Yes... I do believe he truly and honestly in his own Sherlock way deeply loves Iara. Perhaps more than even he knows.

 

[such_a_bad_man]

Sherlock bristled at the use of the word "love" so early in his relationship with Iara. "It's mutual attraction with hope of deeper connection, Mrs. Hudson. Nothing more," he remarked tersely. "Love is simply a term poets had to use until we understood the psychology of coupling better."

As usual, Holmes is back to himself again, eschewing romantic labels as though he hates them. Still, he admits to himself that he already cares a great deal for Iara. He gives her space for now though as he moves through to the lounge to read a bit more before the night ends.

 

[Asa]

Iara walks up to see Mrs. Hudson for a moment deopping the shirt on Sherlocks lap with a smile.

I doubt my attention will be needed in hinting tonight food night all.

If anyone wants to talk I may be awake for a while unless.

She looks to Sherlock to see if he will try to stop her.

 

[such_a_bad_man]

Sherlock shakes his head slightly as he carefully starts to fold his shirt again for storage. "After all this running around for the case, a night's uninterrupted sleep would do us all wonders." he says in general, but hopes that Iara gets what he is really saying. Iara may be sexy and lovely, but Sherlock already wore himself out from some of the more aerobic lovemaking he'd ever done.

 

[Asa]

She smiled to him and looked over at John.

We should probably mark you as well since I am going to be staying here as somewhat a base of operations for the foreseeable future Dr.

With that and a hug for the ecstatic Mrs Hudson she h headed to her room to rest.

A mark?

John sounded a tad confused if not worried. Mrs. Hudson was very dismissive.

Yes yes she will bite you and it will leave a mark so her people will know you are safe and hers.

Her attention was locked on Sherlock as a tear graced her eyes and the old woman launched at him to hug him.

Thank you Sherlock... Thank you.

With that she wiped her eyes and left for her flat.

John just looked at him before sinking into his paper.

It's obvious even if you don't want to see it or admit it. I would be willing to bet money it is mutual.

 

[such_a_bad_man]

Sherlock wasn't quite sure what Mrs. Hudson was thanking him for. He just gave her a perfunctory hug back to send her on her way. Once she was downstairs, he looked over at John, a sour expression on his face. "As I said, it's mutual attraction leading to a more meaningful relationship. It need not be fraught with emotional attachments," he explained.

"Also, I'm sure that once Iara has had her fun, she will move on to the next excitement in her life," he added, sharing why he's not as excited as everyone else seems to be.

 

[Asa]

You don't get it do you.

John put his paper down.

Mrs. Hudson who is like a mother to her has never been able to make her commit to staying here in all the years she has done this since her parents died. You spend 48 hours with her and she is willing to stay. For someone so intelligent you truly are stupid in matters like these. Trust me I am a Dr. You both are falling in love. You focused on emotion in her presence quite primally from the sounds of it. Now let those emotions have a mind palace talk with your logical mind and realize this is a massive step for both of you in a damn about time food direction.

 

[such_a_bad_man]

Sherlock looked over, annoyed as usual when John would tell him something emotional. He listened to his friend as it was clear that he was trying to help Sherlock. He listened to John's words in their entirety before closing his book. "It's only been a few days; I think you and Mrs. Hudson are being premature. Love is something one grows into; it isn't found in a glance. That's infatuation. That is lust, John. I think you and our landlady need to calm down." He set his book down and stood from his chair.

"I think I'll get some rest. This case is over and I can allow some relaxation now." He said, passing the wall of victims he had yet to take down. As he stepped into the hallway to his room, he glanced down the stairs. As he did, a question came to his mind. Turning, he walked down the stairs, knocking on the door to the basement room.

"Iara, may I come in?"

 

[Asa]

She opened the door tossing on an oversized t shirt.

I would have suspected you already asleep Sherlock.

She watched his eyes seeking to figure out what troubled his mind for a moment before backing away from the door

Please on in.

 

[such_a_bad_man]

"Thank you," Sherlock said as he walked in and stood in the middle of her room. He waited for her to close the door and join him before asking the question that came to him. It hit him as he stood atop the stairs and he couldn't wait to ask her tomorrow.

"Why did you mark me? Was it just to keep me safe?" He asked, swallowing as he watched her face. Her expression would tell him the truth more than her words could.

 

[Asa]

At the very least it was to protect you in my world. It can mean more.

She smiled slightly confused at his question. She knew normally some. humans took a while to admit to the existence of loving feelings and she suspected he would buck anything like that as if his very life depended on it. She stood before him watching his eyes.

Now, as for the scent of hormonal changes that normally signify love when it comes to what Incan sense that humans cannot. You have a level of calm around me and a level of comfort and peace that even rivals the stress of your big brother and whatever difference your mind holds between the two of you.

While yes I have done the whole university route as well at Mrs. Hudson's urging I trust my animalistic senses more than mind. You trust mond more than primal. So how would.your logical mind suggest we proceed with what you are really asking and that would be about emotional and physical attraction. I heard what John told you and her reaction to my.words of staying here at Baker street for the foreseeable future.

She looked down at her hands and the floor before looking slowly back to him as she continued.

I have never held the desire to have a stable... Home. Opting for travel and the wild. I don't know why I have made this decision entirely all I know is that I can't to remain here... With you... With everyone.

 

[such_a_bad_man]

Sherlock listened, letting her explain. After all, it was clear that Iara had a different perception of reality and of people given the extra senses she possessed. He had to understand how the world looked to her and how she viewed their burgeoning relationship. He nodded ever so slightly, starting to understand how it could be so simple for her.

"While I appreciate what your senses are telling you, lust is a flimsy foundation for a relationship," he said curtly, not understanding how dismissive he sounded in that moment. He did continue, however. "While I am glad you feel safe here, and I do hope you stay for as long as you like, I want to make sure that we aren't entering into a deeper relationship purely emotionally. That will only serve to hurt one or both of us when we realize this isn't a complete, or balanced partnership." Sherlock laid out his concerns, hoping they weren't falling on deaf ears.

 

[Asa]

You have reservations. Very well. Them yes it is to protect you if you cross paths with another of my kind.

She turned from him and moved to sit on the couch.

I gather I have answered your question.

 

[such_a_bad_man]

Sherlock frowned. Even he could see he hadn't handled this well. Walking over, he stood before Iara on the couch. "That wasn't really what I was asking. I have been someone's plaything before and... I was worried that you viewed me as such. I asked about the mark because I wanted to know if it was just about keeping me safe among your people."

He paused, considering his words carefully. "I don't want to be used and discarded when it's no longer fun, Iara. I am not someone's plaything." He said firmly, though it's not Iara that he was telling. These are words he held for a long time and never gave them voice before.

 

[Asa]

How dare you assume anything. Humans have such playthings NOT the rest of the mammal kingdom not hardly any of the animal kingdom. Most mating is for life. Who is to say having some shifter will lose its novelty to you and you cast me aside for another human or your own solitude Sherlock Holmes?

There was an almost wounded growl to her words.

 

[such_a_bad_man]

"I wouldn't do that. I wouldn't cast you aside. I... just don't know if it's love or we should call it as such." Sherlock explained, surprised he's having to defend himself. That's not why he came down here at all.

 

[Asa]

Call it whatever you want Sherlock. If you choose the mark to mean more do inform me of that. I believe you said you needed sleep?

She was having second thoughts on staying. If she did not still have her royal visit she pondered leaving tonight for at least a few days.