all the time
After Sherlock jumps, Greg pays the price. Having lost his job and run out of options, he's hit rock bottom and is about to be evicted. Enter Mycroft Holmes, who makes an offer Greg doesn't want to refuse: be his for a year, and Mycroft will help him go wherever he would like to go.
Greg should say no. He doesn't.
- Part 1 of all the time
In the center of it, stark against all that white egyptian cotton, carefully laid out: a simple, scoop-neck, thin-strapped chemise; a pair of matching shorts, the hems fluttery even laying flat like they are; and a bralette that is all strap, no cup. It’s all made to Mycroft’s measurements in midnight blue silk.
- Part 2 of all the time
“Is this a hint?”
Greg looks up from his perusal of a half-finished crossword puzzle and removes the end of his pen from between his teeth. “Hints are usually subtle,” he says, and then returns to his newspaper.
Mycroft snorts and leans a shoulder against the kitchen door jamb. He twists a length of black rope between his hands. His wrists slip into the loops he’s made, and then back out.
“Will you ever simply ask me for the things you want?”
A smutty add-on to the 'all the time, i'll know' 'verse.
- Part 4 of all the time