/bows gracefully from inside the daddy kink trashbin/
ok, but let’s consider: young, beautiful Sherlock who knows god damn well that all he has to do to get what he wants is do the little shameful-avoidance-of-eye-contact, blush, fidget, and whisper, “please, Daddy,” and all of the blood will depart Lestrade’s brain and he will give him whatever
@songlin, whisper, or … <I>lisp?</I>
“Pleath, Daddy, I need it tho bad.”
Look everyone on this post, I bought us a house!
I’M MOVING IN TO OUR NEW HOUTHE I AM THO EXCITED!
I don’t even ship this but I ship everyone in this thread with each other. Enjoy your flaming trash. It’th tho hawt.