"Tick tock, Johnny boy; it's almost showtime. Can you imagine dear Sherlock's face when he sees how I've dressed you up?"
He smirks as he tightens the vest across John's chest. John doesn't shrink back when Moriarty runs a finger down his cheek, but his stomach rolls ove(more)
He smirks as he tightens the vest across John's chest. John doesn't shrink back when Moriarty runs a finger down his cheek, but his stomach rolls ove(more)


