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30 | #sherliam: “conocerte, cambió mi mundo” 🌿
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"I'm going to kill you!"

"I want to die first," William says, hiding under the covers. He'll never get used to it, but he wouldn't change it for anything.

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December 5, 2025 at 8:22 PM
The door burst open.

"Ponytail, William, get to work!" William hid under the covers and Sherlock threw a pillow at him.

"A little privacy, Billy!"

"Pretty freckles on your chest, ponytail"

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December 5, 2025 at 8:22 PM
Was this the beauty of a shared bed? Sherlock kisses the scar over his eye and then his lips. "You're beautiful, Liam. I want you to always be naked."
"A rather indecent request, Mr. Holmes, but for now it will be refused. Let's get dressed, Billy should be here any minute-"
December 5, 2025 at 8:22 PM
"Sorry, I'm weird."
"No, thank you. You make me see beauty even in broken glass."
Sherlock blushes and embraces him; the touch of their bare skin warms them even more. It's so wonderful to feel loved. Is this why women sought love so assiduously?
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December 5, 2025 at 8:22 PM
Sherlock laughs. "Seriously! Look, they're white lines and there's no depth anymore, so they just look like they were done with a glitter brush."
Upon hearing that comment, William smiled and let out a small chuckle. "Do you think so?"
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December 5, 2025 at 8:22 PM
He doesn't want to lie to him; he wants to be honest with him. He wants to show him that he's weak too, that he can cry too.
"They're beautiful," says Sherlock, and that comment fills William with disbelief.
"What?"
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December 5, 2025 at 8:22 PM
those lips like rose petals kissing the pale lines of his arms, some on his back. "Did it hurt?" is his only question. Sherlock has handled a riding crop; he knows the wounds it can inflict, the scars it leaves, impossible to erase.

"Yes, they hurt me a lot," William says.
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December 5, 2025 at 8:22 PM
And Sherlock tells the silliest anecdote imaginable, and William laughs, he laughs like he's never laughed before. But he no longer feels guilty about laughing; he feels free to do so.

Then come those blue eyes upon him,
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December 5, 2025 at 8:22 PM
William loves everything they talk about after sex. He resists the clutches of sleep, which used to be a sworn enemy he could never defeat. But now he wants to listen. "Tell me more, how did you fall here?"
And Sherlock tells the silliest anecdote imaginable, and William laughs
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December 5, 2025 at 8:22 PM
Sherlock has a permanent tan, but since they've been in New York he's taken better care of himself, and he's also been able to discover more about his body: moles, childhood scars, which make William laugh because his are synonymous with pain.
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December 5, 2025 at 8:22 PM
William also caressed him, kissed his neck; he wanted to bite him from the moment of the kiss, to mark him with his teeth and force him to hide it. That white skin that William wanted to scratch with his hands.
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December 5, 2025 at 8:22 PM
They're good talkers. In fact, they never shut up. They laugh at their mistakes, figuring out how to improve, exploring what the other liked best. But also, there are touches on bare skin. Sherlock leaves caresses on his bare arm, down his hip, and around his belly.
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December 5, 2025 at 8:22 PM
But William never believed in the beauty of the 'afterwards', after it was all over, after they fell into the disheveled sheets, after releasing that ecstasy he never thought he would taste.
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December 5, 2025 at 8:22 PM
Months passed before they overcame their prejudices and shame so they could both surrender to each other, to love each other in the sheets, to moan into each other's mouths, from pain and pleasure, but such exquisite pain was more than welcome.
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December 5, 2025 at 8:22 PM
But Sherlock was patient, never forcing him into anything, content simply to have him alive. But William wanted to offer him more. He wanted to give him more than his heart, but also his body, the temple of sin.
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December 5, 2025 at 8:22 PM
William is still recovering, his body wasted from the coma, his bones protruding, his thinness sickly, and his stomach barely able to tolerate a few bites. William dreaded appearing emaciated before Sherlock.
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December 5, 2025 at 8:22 PM
so they allow themselves to stay in bed longer before Billy arrives.
Sherlock's hair is disheveled. William watches him with his one visible eye and revels in the physique he's beginning to develop. His new job with the Pinkertons has forced Sherlock to train.
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December 5, 2025 at 8:22 PM
Sensei should hire me to help her draw the manga (? 🤣❤️❤️❤️❤️
December 2, 2025 at 4:27 PM
Lmaaaaao thank you, thank you 🤣❤️

We should collaborate, we'd make something amazing with my art and yours (? 🤣❤️✨
December 2, 2025 at 4:26 PM
That's precisely the point of the debate. According to them, their preference is the best because they're the same. Honestly, these silly arguments are getting tiresome, and they keep happening. Personally, I'll just keep supporting what I like, and that's it. The important thing is to love Sherliam
December 1, 2025 at 6:45 PM
With pleasure! I'll also give credit to your art in the fanfic so everyone can see that masterpiece 🥹❤️
December 1, 2025 at 5:25 PM