Fic: Circus: Mature

[okapi1895.livejournal.com]

Title: Circus
Rating: Mature
Length: 500
Summary: Holmes visits the circus. Watson’s naughty thoughts get the better of him.
Author’s Note: For the Kinktober Day 8 prompt: Deep throat/face-sitting & the October prompt: tales of the unexpected.


“Mister Holmes has already left?”

“Yes, Doctor Watson. He said that he had an appointment at the circus.”

“Circus?”

“He said that he wished to consult with one performer in particular and acquire some of the performer’s specialised knowledge and skill.”

“Really? Wonder who? Snake charmer?”

Mrs. Hudson’s face turned to stone. “I certainly hope not. Enjoy your breakfast, Doctor.”

By my second cup of tea, I’d decided acrobat was the most likely candidate. After all, how many cases had Holmes investigated where the culprit’s physical prowess proved a vital clue? The skill required to scale a wall, for example.

Or Holmes might be interviewing a strong man. What kind of strength was required to deliver an especially savage blow, such as with a harpoon?

Or a contortionist. How long could someone remained unobserved in, say, a trunk?

Or maybe it was the lion tamer. Oh, the crack of the whip!

I knew myself to be alone, but I still cast a furtive look about the room.  Naughty thoughts at the breakfast table about one’s friend and fellow lodger were unbecoming.

To say the least.

But that didn’t stop me, of course, from riding the train of thought to its destination.

If Holmes required a beast, I could serve. I could be tamed, naturally, by someone with specialised knowledge and skill. I could do a bit of taming, too, if it came to that.

Or maybe it was a sword swallower.

Oh, that was it!

I had a blade for Holmes, becoming sharper, steelier by the moment.

Relax the throat. Swallow.

I wallowed in fantasy until Mrs. Hudson’s arrival. Her countenance and her muttering told me that she, too, was still contemplating of the possibility of Holmes’s acquisition of a new skill.

“Snake charmer, make-harm-er! He’ll be sleeping at a hotel if he brings his new admirers home!”

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“Good evening, Watson!”

“How was your day at the circus, Holmes?”

He grinned. “Successful.”

“New skill acquired?”

“Indeed, and practiced until I achieved no little facility in it. My teacher called me the most apt student he’s ever instructed.”

“Congratulations, though I’m not surprised. Your teacher?”

“Max the Mouth.”

“Oh!”

“His stage name, naturally. Would you care for an intimate demonstration, Watson? I’m quite keen to show off what I’ve learned, and you, of course, are my preferred audience.”

“Oh, well.” I blushed. “If you insist.”

“Brace yourself, or perhaps ‘un-brace yourself’ is better advisement…”

“Oh, certainly.”

“…for this will shake you to your foundations. You shall feel my power, my heat.”

“As good as all that?”

“Let me prepare myself.” He contorted his lips into grimaces and smiles, stretching the muscles of his face.

“Oh, yes, well, I’ll just…”

I strode to the hearth, and with my back to Holmes and unbuttoned my trousers.

I heard rustling behind me.

“A moment, Watson. My equipment.”

“Mine’s ready,” I said.

And as I turned, there was the strike of a match and a cry,

“HOLMES, THE FIRE-BREATHING DRAGON!”

And another.

“ARGH!”

Comments

[gardnerhill.livejournal.com]

Ow ow ow ow ow.

[okapi1895.livejournal.com]

Yup. Jumping to conclusions was never this painful.

[debriswoman]

That would hurt:-p
( I think you should know that my eyebrows are raised)

[okapi1895.livejournal.com]

Yes it would.
(But at least they aren't singed, like Watson's. Among other parts.)

[thesmallhobbit.livejournal.com]

Oops! I have a feeling Holmes, the fire-breathing dragon, may still be sleeping in a hotel if this goes wrong.

[okapi1895.livejournal.com]

Yes, Watson isn't the only flammable thing in the room!

[vulgarweed.livejournal.com]

BWAHAHAHAHAHH oh my god.

(Surely there must be some way to put that skill to use in the bedroom, but I'll be damned if I can think of one that isn't dangerous and painful)

[okapi1895.livejournal.com]

What, what? Is my vulgarweed calling something painful and dangerous in the bedroom? Is that a challange madame? 'Cause it sounds like a coupon to the RACK room to me! Off to ponder.

(And thank you!)

[scfrankles.livejournal.com]

^___________^

Oh, great heavens ^___^ That ending made me laugh so much - it took me several minutes to pull myself together again. Poor, poor Watson ^___^

[okapi1895.livejournal.com]

You know I was thinking that apart from the extra naughtiness, it was kind of a Frankles scenario. Glad it made you laugh! It's quite fun trying to combine the kinktober prompts and the holmes minor one.

[mafief.livejournal.com]

Hehe, good luck with that Watson. ;)

[okapi1895.livejournal.com]

Yes, a tough situation.