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[lostwithoutmyblogger]

It works a lot like last time. He wakes up, still in his suit and tie, with his arm slipped around Jim's waist. The way the used to when they were in school.

The thought occurs to him, the crash of old ideas and new, schoolboy adoration and rooftop loathing.

He draws in a quick breath and stays purposefully, staring down at Moriarty in confusion, taking slow stock of how close they're entwined.

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[lostwithoutmyblogger]

"My Jack of Spades."

He agrees, tilting his had up, allowing it. His skin feels good.

"That's producing arousal."

[napoleonofcrime]

"What else?"

Licking slightly down his neck.

"The violence? The softness?"

[lostwithoutmyblogger]

"Both. The contrast. Particularly the analysis."

He guesses, arching.

[napoleonofcrime]

Jim nods, nails digging into his sides as his tongue finds Sherlock's pulse.

"I'd tear your heart out and put it on my mantle, like that skull of yours."

[lostwithoutmyblogger]

"I was annoyed you put a bullet through your brain. I wanted to see."

He admits, dark and affectionate.

"But I think Mycroft got me your skull."

[napoleonofcrime]

"How long did it take you to glue and wire it back together?"

He murmurs, letting out a long breath.

"Ages, I bet."

[lostwithoutmyblogger]

"Haven't had the chance yet. Got to get back first."

He explains, eyes opening to look up at Jim's head, like he can make a quick mental map now and save some time later.

"I'll spend hours."

[napoleonofcrime]

"It doesn't matter that you lived."

Quiet, licking his way down Sherlock's stomach.

"That was never the ultimate goal."

[lostwithoutmyblogger]

"I know. I didn't understand, at first."

He admits.

"Even in that world, I was so angry that you'd left me. Alone, with all the idiots."

[napoleonofcrime]

"You get it now?"

Eyes flickering up to meet Sherlock's own.

[lostwithoutmyblogger]

"All of the idiots."

Yes. He does.

[napoleonofcrime]

He chuckles.

"And all of them are idiotic enough to hate you."

[lostwithoutmyblogger]

"I should have just hit concrete."

It would have been quicker in the long run.

[napoleonofcrime]

"That's what I'm saying."

He laughs, nipping at his bellybutton.

"But no, you had to drag it out. There's nothing in that world for you, for us- and you were too stupid to realize it until after you'd wasted your perfect death."

[lostwithoutmyblogger]

"John."

He reminds him, arching.

"You should have got a pet one. It really does make all the difference."

[napoleonofcrime]

"John thinks you're dead, darling."

Humming against his skin.

"And if he ever finds out your not, my pet will put a bullet through him."

[lostwithoutmyblogger]

"That's why I'm going to kill all of your little things."

He promises.

"All of them, as many years as it takes. It will probably be not entirely boring."

[napoleonofcrime]

"Just don't slip."

Quietly, his mouth finally pressed against him, lips tracing along the skin of his cock as he speaks.

"Everyone dies if you slip, cupcake."

[lostwithoutmyblogger]

"So don't you see, Jim? You've given me reason to live, puzzles to fight, even in your absence."

Fingertips tangling in his own hair.

"I can't wait."

[napoleonofcrime]

"And after that?"

He sighs.

"If you do win- which you won't- if you're able to come home safe and sound?"

[lostwithoutmyblogger]

"A few yeas to make John feel better, then probably a run in with a violent criminal."

He shrugs.

"An automobile accident, an overdose."

[napoleonofcrime]

"John assaulted a police officer and ran with you."

He smiles, licking idly at him.

"You can't resurface without being subjected to a criminal investigation."

[lostwithoutmyblogger]

"Mycroft will see that it turns out well."

He dismisses.

"I don't mind taking favours from him when he owes me."

[napoleonofcrime]

"Doesn't really matter," he dismisses. "Mycroft can't change everyone's mind. He can't make them give you cases again."

[lostwithoutmyblogger]

"There will always be cases. It will be like before."

When he was unknown, when his clients were few and far between.