I still have many feelings about this scene.
Moriarty was taking analgesic for couple of weeks and the result of it was persecutory delusion. it was hard time for Moran but he’s dealt somehow
I wrote another Moriarty/Moran thing. This one has sex in it. Also BDSM and roleplay and rough sex and stuff. (Therefore this is rated adult)
(I had to split it into two chapters because of the length and I’ve realised maybe it breaks in a slightly awkward place because if you only read the first chapter it possibly seems a bit dubious-consenty, but I promise this is all consensual roleplay.)
Less a story, more musings on the nature of Moriarty and Moran’s relationship. (Perhaps it’s like porn without plot but also without porn.)
- good morning!
- it’s good for such idlers like you, and i have exams if you remember.
grumpy-sleepy Moriarty
since that day i’ll be your teacher
yes, sir!
i suppose Moran was a really good dancer and
ladies fought for dancing with himno one woman refused him when he invited them









