John had brought tea. Sherlock had pushed him away, and yet John was still here, making tea and trying to talk. He had to at least try to heal the rift that he had formed.
"It.. is new to me as well, a relationship." Sherlock admitted. He had had lovers, and he had taken victims, but in 400 years, he had never tried to form a true relationship. Humans died too quickly, his fellow vampires tried to kill each other when they gathered, and he had no interest in demons or faeries or other magical creatures like that.
"It is scary." He said, looking down at his tea, finally picking it up and taking a little sip. It needed more sugar, but he'd never told John how he took his tea, so he drank it.
"I.. I would never ask you to make yourself hurt me, John." He couldn't look into the man's eyes. "But.. if.. in the throes of passion.. if you did.. it would be fine, really."
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Date: 2019-06-10 07:51 pm (UTC)"It.. is new to me as well, a relationship." Sherlock admitted. He had had lovers, and he had taken victims, but in 400 years, he had never tried to form a true relationship. Humans died too quickly, his fellow vampires tried to kill each other when they gathered, and he had no interest in demons or faeries or other magical creatures like that.
"It is scary." He said, looking down at his tea, finally picking it up and taking a little sip. It needed more sugar, but he'd never told John how he took his tea, so he drank it.
"I.. I would never ask you to make yourself hurt me, John." He couldn't look into the man's eyes. "But.. if.. in the throes of passion.. if you did.. it would be fine, really."