sherlock holmes brother

Moriarty woke up from a dizziness. He felt that his limbs were no longer his own. Every muscle seemed to protest to him, protesting the improper use of them by the master.The newly opened eyes made his vision a little blurry, but this did not prevent him from understanding his situation.

Silky sheets, warm quilts, pillows of the right height... Moriarty didn't move his naked|naked|naked body, but thought carefully about what happened.Obviously he was still in the magic circle of white light last second, and even Naniji was still...

Thinking of this, he lowered his head slightly, belatedly realizing that there seemed to be some weight on his forearm.Just before he could pull his arm out of the quilt to check, a man's sigh came from behind him.

Damn it, Moriarty belatedly realized that he was not only naked|naked|dressed|, but also had a strange sense of fullness in his body.After that sigh, Moriarty acutely felt that the things in his body had grown quietly.Of course, the former London professor who has no concept of integrity doesn't care whose bed he wakes up in, but he is more concerned about dealing with a bed partner who is likely to be self-righteous when he is in a bad mood.

"No matter what happened yesterday, I'm not interested in knowing, now, leave, immediately!" Thinking of dealing with a stranger, Moriarty began to feel impatient. Leon.Now he needed space to gather his thoughts—faced with such an obvious change of environment, a fool would go directly to find the traces of the wizard.

The people behind seemed to be frightened by Moriarty's impatience. Just when he thought that person would either turn into a rage or leave silently, something in his body actually moved!Before Moriarty could react, the man's arms were crossed in front of his chest, and the high bridge of his nose rubbed against his carotid artery, causing bursts of numbness.

Moriarty couldn't help but uttered a long groan, mentally calculating but not intentionally, he who lost control was immediately ready to participate in a love affair.Since the other party obviously doesn't intend to let him go, if you have time to resist and toss, it's better to just cooperate and end it quickly, and maybe you can enjoy it yourself.Thinking of this, he naturally showed it in his behavior. After all, the stiffness of the whole body and the softness that will appear even if he does not give feedback are fundamentally two concepts.

Perhaps it was Moriarty's gesture that aroused the other party's desire for abuse. The man rubbed his nose back and forth on his neck and left, replaced by sharp teeth.Moriarty thought of the tooth marks and hickey marks he had left on Wilton's neck inappropriately, and his heart to urge the man to end became more urgent.

"That's why I like you, you are always so honest." Before Moriarty was sent to the top, the man stopped suddenly.Ignoring the urgency of Moriarty who couldn't get up and down, on the one hand, he restrained the opponent's movements, and on the other hand, he casually touched Moriarty's bottom, which was already approaching the critical point.

Moriarty's vision went blank at the same time as he heard this voice, almost reaching the peak.It's a pity that obviously the man also understood him, and with a force, he was pulled back from that point.The great pain made him arch his back like a shrimp that had been pinched, and let himself sink deeper into the man's arms. "Damn it, what are you waiting for? Could it be that you are dying?" He took a small breath and provoked.

"Worry, nervousness, male|hormone..." the man slowly comforted the little thing he had just abused, his voice became softer and softer, "but the most is excitement and joy, you know what this means, my dear of?"

Moriarty felt that every time the other party uttered a word, his sexual | interest doubled, especially when combined with what he knew before, there was only one explanation for what this man said unabashedly: "Wilton Holmes , How long are you going to spend?!"

Wilton, who was holding Moriarty, rolled over and put him under him, "Anyway, let's enjoy it first, huh?" , rather than hoping that the other party will be self-disciplined, it is better to think about how to make the cage that traps the other party more gorgeous and realistic.

One was flattering, the other was wholehearted. Due to the change in body position, Moriarty directly pulled his arm out of the quilt and wrapped it around Wilton's neck.Almost at the same time, a dark green snake appeared around Wilton's neck, its mouth wide open, and the sound of "hissing" continued.

"Naniji?" Wilton kept moving. He focused on Moriarty below him. Although he didn't see the opponent's movements at that time, he can explain a lot by his side now. problem.

"I'll explain later." Moriarty put aside the questions of how Wilton appeared, why Voldemort disappeared, and now the snake is not poisonous at first glance, and focused on what Wilton brought. In his pleasure|feeling.Naniji was thrown out by Wilton. The clever lady snake twisted silently after finding out that she lost the venom and could not grow bigger or smaller like before. They are all bad people and will bully snakes.

When everything was over, it was already afternoon outside, "Bell—" the phone on the bedside table rang, and Wilton lazily picked up the receiver, and the arms around Moriarty's waist tensed for a moment, "Yes, I'm back...I know...yes...big brother."

"Mycroft? Sherlock? I want your heart?" Moriarty, who heard Wilton say that he had passed by before, immediately guessed the identity of that person from the phone, combined with Wilton and Being able to sniff out his emotions gave Moriarty one last possible guess.

"As you like, as long as you have the ability to take away Sherlock's 'heart', but I think Dr. Watson still doesn't know anything?" Wilton patted the other's forearm indifferently, Mycroft The phone call also told him a lot, for example...they returned to London with Sherlock Holmes, and for example, this was his first night with Moriarty at the White Queen Hotel.

The two looked at each other, one smiled wantonly, the other smiled softly, and they both understood what the other meant - they didn't intend to play guessing, guessing, you know, I don't know, you know, so they just admitted it directly The relationship between the two people, regardless of how much pressure they will bring to the still alive King of Hearts, Clover, Consulting Detectives, Scotland Yard and the entire MI[-]...

"Tell me, dear, what happened?" Moriarty knew that he had returned to his home court, and put aside the early packing of the King of Hearts and the clover. Anyway, his enemies couldn't run away, and there was plenty of time for him to slowly "Consulting", now he's more concerned with how they got back.

"If you know, Voldemort is calculating my bloodline, and I'm calculating his as well," Wilton said briefly, knowing that the other party could understand, "Of course he found out, so he increased the output of magic power, intending to Just let me go to see God first." After returning to this London, Wilton relaxed. If Moriarty still had a stubborn rigidity in him when he first came into contact with Wilton, then now It is the free and easy after letting go of everything, "But he missed the most important point, the soul..."

When Wilton said this, Moriarty understood everything. No one understood the importance of the soul to a wizard better than those who studied magic circles and dark contracts. Voldemort cut his soul for the so-called eternal life itself, which is a big joke of throwing watermelon and picking sesame seeds, not to mention that Wilton he met had a soul with two lifetimes of memories.

"He disappeared?" Moriarty tried to say a spell, and found that the magic power had completely disappeared.Comparing Naniji who had lost his venom and Wilton who had regained his ability, he probably understood-everything that does not belong to this London has been "cleared".

"The main soul and the soul piece on Naniji's body." Wilton nodded. He didn't want to know the whereabouts of Voldemort's main soul at all. If the other party was really lucky enough to survive, he thought his elder brother and second brother must be happy for Christmas. There was a living wizard as a gift, of course, there was no gift like his Moriarty's.Especially Elizabeth, he remembered that the little princess had a wonderful relationship with "Aunt Jim".

"Christmas? Charon? Hades?" Moriarty untied Naniji from the ground, and then tied it into a beautiful bow. He really doesn't hold grudges, he is a professor in London!

"As you like." Wilton watched as Moriarty boyishly tied Naniji into a knot, and then put on his gothic dress one by one, until he was dressed and sat back in his bed. bedside.

Wilton subconsciously took a deep breath, the most lingering around Moriarty was his smell.

"I like you, do you want to be my lover?" Moriarty bent down, with a smile on his face as if it was the first time they met.

The familiar question was dug out from the fragment of memory, and Wilton even changed his posture in the mood, "What gave you such confidence? I don't even know your name yet."

"Moriarty, my name is Moriarty," Moriarty said word by word, as if back to the first morning they met, "you have to go back to the real London Underground for me, My Highness Pluto."

The author has something to say: ahem, cover your face, the main text of the episode is over, ahem, HP is not the home game after all, I will explain the rest in the postscript, if you are not interested, you can choose to buy TUT

Xiaoyu, Chacha, and Candy guessed it right...the meme that everyone is interested in [Fall, how can you guess so many people correctly?

Please don’t put a sack on it, there are only a few scattered chapters left, the story between the third brother and Mo Niang is basically over, so sad... I really want a boyfriend TUT