Disclaimer: The characters depicted below are now public domain but it would be
very remiss of me not to point out that Sherlock Holmes and Doctor John Watson
were in fact created by the late and great Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. No
disrespect is intended.
Holmes proposes an act of
Author’s Notes: This ficlet
was started a few months back in response to one of October1890’s wonderful
drawings of Holmes, but only completed recently. Sorry for the delay, but I
have the attention span of a five year old these days. Please be aware this
story is slash by nature and implies interaction of the same sex variety. It is
also unbetaed and contains Australian spelling. If you find a mistake then
please feel free to point it out to me.
Rated: G for nothing graphic.
Thanks: To Cicero for checking over my use of Latin.
Comments: Are most welcome, and can be sent to firstname.lastname@example.org
Holmes waking him at odd hours Watson barely raised an eye brow as the door to
his room eased opened and the familiar figure of his friend appeared at the
It was almost as
if Holmes was expected, and indeed he was – most eagerly in fact.
It had been forty long
days and lonely nights since the great detective had declared he would remain celibate
during Lent. The declaration had originally taken Watson by surprise. Holmes
was not a religious man after all, and if he was going to abstain from anything
there were several other habits that would be decidedly more advantage to his
health than the omitting of connubialis gratificatio
for no good reason.
insisted that Holmes explain what he hoped to achieve by refusing himself, and
of course Watson, any physical intimacy for such an extended period of time.
Holmes would say very little on the subject to begin with and simply maintained
that he was conducting an experiment of sorts when pressed.
Incensed that a
relationship, which on one level in particular was still very much in its
infancy, be subject to such treatment Watson had argued that using a religious
season of reflection and repentance as an excuse for an experiment was going
too far, even for Holmes.
With perhaps more
at stake than ever before Holmes had finally relented and admitted that since
the forgoing of his seven percent solution of cocaine and the onset of their
intimate relationship he had begun to fear a new dependence – one that he
believed only Watson could understand.
Still reeling from
the suddenness of Holmes’s announcement and the various implications of such a declaration
it had taken Watson several minutes to realise what exactly Holmes was telling
Prior to embarking
on of their greatest adventure together the world’s only consulting detective had
literally spent a life time believing that love was unnecessary, not worthy of
his time or intellect. To discover that this was not the case and that love,
specifically the physical manifestation of it was addictive as the most potent
of drugs was clearly not something Holmes had been prepared for, or equipped to
deal with day after day, it seemed.
This still did not
explain why Holmes had insisted on the observation of Lent however.
“You are proposing
a test,” Watson remarked. “One of faith I assume, given the time frame you have
Holmes nodded, his
eyes portraying a depth of feeling that Watson rarely witnessed.
“But to what end,
Holmes? In all the years I have known you; you have scarcely stepped inside a
church more than once or twice, let alone observed any of the holy days or
celebrations without protest.”
There had been a
short pause in the conversation as Holmes had taken a moment to light a
cigarette and then risen from his chair to take up his place by the sitting
room window. Staring down at the street below, he proceeded to remind Watson of
the gift he had received some months prior. The memory of their first intimate
encounter and Holmes’s detailed account of it had brought a flush of
recognition and pride to Watson’s already high colour, but it was what Holmes
had shared next with him that had sealed both their fates.
“As you know John,
I have never known love before. I know nothing of the long term effects of an
arrangement such as ours, if without this new element our feelings for one
another will pale against the bleakness of our future together, or if it will
endure through the years as our friendship has?”
Holmes had not
needed to add more, for it was with his last statement he had convinced Watson
of his true feelings, and his wish for their relationship to continue and grow.
It was more than Watson had ever allowed himself to hope for.
The doctor had always
been well aware of the challenges he faced when it came to dealing with Holmes.
If his friend required a test of dedication and commitment then Watson was ready
and willing to satisfy that need in him also.
The agreement had
been settled with a last kiss, one that both knew would need to sustain them
for the days and nights ahead.
Now, with the days
of sacrifice passed Watson turned back one corner of his covers and invited
It was only some
time later, well after nightshirts had been removed and long dormant bodies had
been roused to completion with the practiced use of mouth and hands, that the
subject of faith was raised again.
“Do you consider
your experiment a success, Holmes? Has the knowledge of love sustained you throughout
our period of self-denial or is it physical evidence you require as proof of
its actual existence?”
in Watson’s ample embrace Holmes was still somewhat breathless when he answered.
“It has,” he replied, reaching once again for his companions nether regions. “As
for my experiment I believe further earthly investigation maybe necessary
before I am completely satisfied.”
seriousness of Holmes’s words there was a notable air of playfulness to his
tone. One that Watson soon discovered equated to and manifested itself as a
most vigorous round of the before mentioned earthly pursuits.
The sun had risen
and church bells could be heard far off in the distance calling the faithful to
worship before either man finally rose from Watson’s narrow bed. Both sated,
both assured of their places in the others life.
In spite of the
hardship he had endured it had been an interesting few weeks Watson pondered as
he watched Holmes dress. To the majority faith required little or no proof, but
it was clear that to men like Sherlock Holmes hard evidence would always be
necessary when it came to solving life’s many mysteries. If this was going to be the case, then he
would just have to get use to it Watson decided.
connubialis gratification = sexual gratification
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