07-06-2017, 04:12 PM
Sherlock frowned. He moved over, lightly setting a hand on his shoulder. "John? Your tea is ready." He murmured softly.
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J̶u̷s̶t̸ ̴a̴ ̷g̸l̸i̶t̸c̴h̷ ̸i̵n̴ ̵t̴h̵e̷ ̷s̶y̷s̸t̴e̶m̸ ̵
Dancing Underneath The Skies of Lust *Private*
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