🍓Sherlock doing this to reader 😩❤️🦋
1. whispering ''kiss me'' to your lover
2. wrapping your arms around your lover's neck
3. kisses traveling from your lover's nose to their lips
Hello my dear @lady-harvey you sent this months ago but I hope you enjoy what I came up with. I don't even remember where this prompt list resides anymore haha. Anyways I hope you enjoy the soft boy and hi everyone, I live! Comments and reblogs are greatly appreciated.
Berry Kisses
Summary: Sherlock's kisses are one thing you cannot live without anymore. He can't resist you anymore than when he's on the trail of a killer. You live for the quiet moments where you can be at peace with each other, if even for a short while.
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You live for these moments when Sherlock allows himself to rest, a short reprieve from the demands of his day. He won’t admit it outside the doors of 221B, but when you crawl up on the bed to straddle him, he can’t look away. This is one of the best parts of his day, these quiet moments with you.
You offer a small smile in return, watching him, as his gaze meets yours his hands resting along your back, stroking and rubbing circles as you inhale deep, burying your face in his neck. It doesn’t take long before he groans while you not so subtly suck marks along his neck.
“You’re not going to get away with that so easily," he huffs, rolling on top of you, his lips a fraction from yours, teasing you so close but he feels miles away in the moment and all you want to do is run to him and drown in his kisses.
He pins you deeper into the mattress, piercing gaze roaming along your body, causing you to shiver. It always did in his presence, your body responsive in every way, each touch and caress of his awakening the sleeping siren within.
His lips still linger over yours, heat cascading along his body, setting fire to yours as if you are kindling ready to burst into flame.
“Are you going to kiss me or not?” you let out the barest whisper, tongue teasing along your lips.
“If that’s what you wish, yes”
“Really I thought it’d take more convincing than that, my love.”
“Kiss me then,” he quips, it’s almost a challenge but a deeper request, He wants more oh how he aches for more of you. You’re already driving him mad being here with him this way and he wants to devour you until dawn breaks, but he lets you take your time. How willing you are to take your time, breaking him down bit by bit, his fingers digging into your shoulders with every desperate kiss, sigh, and plea you draw from his lips.
It’s an addiction you’ll never recover from but will gladly drown in tenfold if you can see this vision each and every day, of him bathed in the light soon succumbing to the shadows.
Your arms immediately wrap around him once more, straddling his waist and peppering his face with more kisses. He savors it, letting you do as you wish despite the protests of his mind. He wants you, yearns for you terribly but he wants, oh how he wants more.
He finds himself fixated on your nose, and so he caresses your jaw, cupping his face in your hand to stop you from your conquest on his neck. He barely pecks your nose, grinning at the amused laugh that follows, but his lips remain along your body trailing from your cheek, fluttering along to the corner of your lips before finally kissing you properly. You groan at the contact, somehow pulling him impossibly closer, falling into his adoration and warmth.
“I need you,” you sigh softly, your heart aching. You’d feel so empty without him, but his lips are your salvation dragging you into the light, saving you from drowning in the depths of your mind.
He obliges, turning to press you into the mattress, pulling you under him not intent on letting go. “So good for me,” he murmurs, words muffled by the sounds falling from you, your mind comprehending nothing but him and the love he bestowed upon you.
“You taste,” he kisses your lips engulfing you before brushing against them again, “you taste like strawberries.”
“I see you’re catching on, how observant of you, my love.”
His lips press against your neck, savoring the smell of you and strawberries intermingled-, and a few moments pass, his lips find yours once more, fingers carding roughly through your hair, and you groan. You want, how you want more and you let him take as much as you give, his hands falling to your waist gripping tight, worshiping you in nothing but adoration.
You make a reality what you imagine in your dreams. You find yourself falling into him consumed by him, wanting and feeling nothing but his skin against yours, relishing the sounds falling from his lips, the weight of him on top of you filling your every need. When his hand strokes your sides a shiver follows in its wake, his hand caressing the apex of your thigh, his sapphire gaze staring into your eyes, shimmering.
“May I?” his gaze doesn’t part from yours not when you whisper a yes against his lips, a long, elegant finger stroking you and the fire consuming you from the inside out. It’s wonderful and all-consuming like him and when he adds another, working you slow, always eager and desperate to memorize this, memorize you for he knows your body, some of the darkest parts of your souls as well and you gladly fall bringing your lips to his in a searing kiss the feeling of him and his adoration pulling the last bits of pleasure from you. There you remain, basking in the bliss, his chest rising and falling curls brushing along his brow encompassed by you in your own universe.
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If project Sweets had a poster-
So.... pls tell me I'm not the only one who's hyped up?
So... the characters:
- Villains:
* ???: first half of a god-like being. Acts as a good person....but really is not. (More lore later)
*???: second half of a god-like being. Is the one who gets the acts through. (More lore later)
* Dr. Pepper: He's a crazy scientist who would do ANYTHING to make his experiments work. He even would go so far as in sacrificing his arm (Which is why he wears a prostetic robo arm). He has fire powers and will use them. Also has a lot of glasses since he has the tendency to lose or break them. It's some sort of comical thing that the pocket of his labcoat serves as a storage for an infinite amount of different glasses.
- Miss Soda: Older sister of dr. Pepper. She doesn't share her brother's intelligence, she do be a violent stranger. Being a proud leader of the Acid-clan, she will do anything to keep her pride. She has acid powers that will burn her opponents when being used. The tear scar under her eye is from a past trauma. Who knew only a tiny drop of acid mixed with fire would end in a permanent mark...
*Good guys:
- Lady Strawberry: She's a proud leader of the Fruity-clan. She lost her younger berry siblings Rasp a d Blue in a storm. Never has a day gone by that she lost hope in finding them. She does not have any power (but will gain them later on. Don't worry.)
- Oreo Kid: One of the Sweets-clan leader's kids. Shy and timide and unsure of himself. (More lore later)
-Myra: The lost human. Helps her friends in any way possible. Can read minds. She's a calm girl who doesn't talk often. (More lore later)
- Jona Gold: Member of the Fruity-clan. He's being called "Goldie" by Miss Soda because he is often caught eating Jonagold apples. He is the funny one of the gang. Although he is a part of the good guys, he adores when they face down with Miss Soda, Behemo and other villains.
*Nor good or evil:
- Behemo: The beast from the North. An experiment from Dr. Pepper. Is loyal to both dr. Pepper and experiment 1310. (More lore later)
- Exp(eriment) 1310: Dr. Pepper's latest project. A forced fusion between his arm and 4 other unlucky people. Has a third eye. It is mostly closed because it is rarely used. But if it opens during a confrontation, be sure to pray loud enough..... because when that eye opens, you better hope there's someone around to save you. (More lore later)
??????: (More lore later)
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