The Dark side of Holmes / Watson Slashfic NO ONE EVER TALKS ABOUT
Mr. Hankey squeezed himself back against the walls of the colon in abject terror. There it was again, the huge, fleshy protuberance of John Hamish Watson as it surged forward again, smashing through the round doorway, headless of what it smeared in its path.
“hoo noo!” he screeched as from somewhere outside he heard the rumbling baritone of Sherlock screaming “DO IT AGAIN! HARDER! FASTER! DEEPER!"
Hankey could go no further back against the quaking colon wall as it rushed for him, crushing and pulping, then a torrent of white and
squidgy fleshy, sticky erectus death.
A hater of Active voice, Lady Peinforte is titled nobility of the nation of Sealand. Having successfully invaded both America and Canada from her home base in Windsor, she has become horribly corrupted by the world, and is dedicated to "creating the greatest 'Ship of them all". She ponders horribly terrible, idiotic things for your amusement.