Romance Fan Fiction ❯ A Good Doctor's Wishes ❯ chapter 2 ( Chapter 2 )

Holmes had as was mentioned, done quite a lot of research on the matter of clysters but he still could not understand the desire to receive one, nor could he understand Watson's distinct infatuation with wanting to give one. Holmes did know that anal sex was pleasant, obviously or their relationship would be in a bit of a quandary. Pleasant would actually be a tame way to describe the absolutely magnificent bliss that Watson in his fumbling wonderful way had been able to provoke in him. Holmes knew he absolutely adored allowing his lover to penetrate him, it was even better than his narcotics not to mention a hell of a lot safer, if more illegal.

Ah the illegality of the act, Holmes couldn't lie to himself, as much as he hated hiding his relationship from the public, and as much as he wish he could marry Watson, the thrill of illicit sexual activities invariably made itself known to him which was why, after quaking quietly to himself, Holmes stood up from his armchair and silently headed to Watsons' medical room, worried yet most intrigued by this new form of play.

Back in the kitchen, Watson smirked to himself as he heard Holmes make his quivery way to his office. Moving around in the kitchen he contemplated the many supplies surrounding him. Hm…..what would his Holmes enjoy the most for an upset stomach? Natural Doctoring tendencies came out and with a regretful sigh, he turned away from the soaps (another day) and headed towards the idea of a milk and honey enema. Soft, gentle, and tasty, yes Holmes would enjoy that and afterwards, so would he.

Humming happily to himself, Watson set to work pulling out the honey and warming the milk, combining them in a pan and then carrying his mixture along with a pail of warmed water into the office.

Upon entering the room, Watson was treated to the glorious sight of his lover stretched wantonly across the medical table decidedly naked and charmingly aroused, smirking in that Oh So Holmes like way up at me.

Watson nearly dropped his supplies so enamored was he with Holmes but thankfully kept a strong grip and somehow managed to navigate his way over to the counter and set everything down. Pulling out the metal Clyster, Watson unscrewed the top and carefully added the honey/milk mixture and warmed water to it till the entire container was filled. Screwing the top back on, he set it down on the table careful to stopper it and turned decidedly intrigued to Holmes.

“Well it seems that despite your aches, and hesitation, you are certainly up for it.” Laughing happily Watson stepped over to Holmes and pulling the man back and up by his shoulders, wrapped both arms around his chest settling Holmes back comfortably in his embrace. Gods but the man smelled so wonderful, taking a deep breath of his enticing hair Watson began nuzzling his neck and allowed his arms to south up and down Holmes' chest.

“Ah you know me my Good Doctor, nervous though I might be, I am always, and I mean always up to a challenge.” So saying Holmes settled comfortably back in the arms embracing him allowed his lover to continue relaxing him.

Soon they progressed to heavy petting, rubbing, and kissing their bodies rubbing against each other, one of Watson's hands stroking gently along Holmes' generous arousal causing him to moan and buck up attempting to find release. As Holmes' reached the peak about to find his release Watson slid a elastic ring around his erection and promptly, cut him off.

“God Damn it Watson, take this off me right this minute confound you!” Holmes roaring nearly turning to hit his lover in his consternation over having his orgasm stayed.

“Not just yet my lover, you're going to want to be good and aroused for this procedure besides,” here Watson allowed Holmes to see a lust filled leer, “I like seeing you this way, it's so refreshing, what with you being so out of sorts.”

Groaning out his displeasure but seeing the Doctor's logic, Holmes settled once again back into his lover's arms and grumbled quietly to himself.

Satisfied that his lover was at least placated Watson gently settled Holmes on his hands and knees getting him in a more comfortable position for the procedure that was about to be done to him.

“Are you ready Holmes?” Gently inquired the fastidious Doctor.

“Yes” Squeaked Holmes.