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16 January 2010 @ 12:43 am
FIC & ART Collab: "Scientific Inquiry" (Holmes/Watson, PG-13)  
Title: Scientific Inquiry
Artist & Author: lizardspots and longleggedgit
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Holmes/Watson
Word Count: 1019
Summary: Something about Watson requires extensive study.
Author's Note: Ummm, basically Lizard started showing me her gorgeous, gorgeous art and I wrote this little accompanying bit today. :D I love this pairing lkjfefe <3 Thanks to shes_gone and reallycorking for looking it over for me!
Artist's Note: So I started working on this as soon as I got home from watching the film for the first time. :D This pairing utterly kills me, omg. ♥ Enjoy!

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Scientific Inquiry

Holmes has been watching Watson for some twenty-seven and a half minutes, and he can tell Watson knows it. It's there in his furrowed brow, the tilt of his head as he puffs angrily at his pipe, the way he's been staring at the same page of his book for at least twice as long as is customary. From Holmes's position in his chair he has an excellent view of it, Watson seated in the middle of the floor smoking and reading like usual, one leg tucked under him, his bad leg extended. Watson often ends up like this in Holmes's study on days when he has few or no patients and Holmes is in a relatively good mood, but only recently did it begin to pose a distraction. When things begin to distract Holmes, he begins to pay attention to them.

Watson turns the page eventually, although judging by the way his eyes narrow as they fall on the next, he didn't absorb much of it. As an experiment, Holmes uncrosses and recrosses his legs. Watson immediately bends over so his nose is buried even further in his book.

"Extraordinary," Holmes murmurs, breaking the silence he hadn't realized was growing so thick. Watson looks up sharply.


Holmes stands up at once and walks the bare two steps it takes to put him directly in front of Watson, dropping down to a crouch so they're at eye level. All traces of annoyance have drained from Watson's face, and he regards Holmes now with nothing but confusion and intrigue, setting his book down behind him.

"What are you--" Watson says, cutting off when Holmes leans forward, forcing Watson to fall back on the floor or risk their foreheads bumping.

Rather than answer, Holmes just crawls over him, dropping one hand to Watson's face and drawing his fingers along it, carefully. Watson knocks his own hat from his head and his pipe falls from his mouth in what Holmes recognizes as mild panic.

"Holmes, what in the name of God?"

"Quiet." Holmes doesn't feel bad about the reprimand; Watson knows full well not to interrupt him when he's concentrating. To Watson's credit, he obeys, freezing in place as Holmes strokes the whiskers on his chin, presses a thumb to his wild pulse. Even when Holmes accidentally knocks aside Watson's pipe, scattering tobacco and making a general mess, Watson doesn't move, and Holmes realizes he's scarcely seen the doctor this flustered before, even when faced with murderers and gunfire. He files that away somewhere to be better examined at a later date.

They remain in that position for longer than Holmes was expecting to be humored--minutes, maybe, although Holmes is too focused on the lines in Watson's forehead and the pattern of his breathing to keep accurate count. What troubles him is that it doesn't seem to be getting him anywhere. Minutes of consideration and Holmes is still right where he started, vaguely perplexed and alarmed, like there's an intruder in his home but he can't pinpoint where or how he got in.

"I can't isolate it," Holmes says at last, still unwilling to move an inch.

Watson swallows, like his mouth needs wetting before he trusts himself to talk. "Isolate what?" he asks, voice rough.

"There's something," Holmes tries, drawing his thumb across Watson's cheek for emphasis, but he can't even find the right words to finish a sentence now. He closes his mouth, frustrated.

To his considerable surprise, it's Watson who seems to understand something at this. His eyes soften and he finally moves, lifting himself onto his elbows, bringing their faces close enough that Holmes should pull back. He doesn't.

"Holmes." Watson is the one who sounds reprimanding now.

"Oh," Holmes says, overcome with relief as the familiar wave of understanding washes over him, and he runs both hands through Watson's short hair and kisses him.

It's the solution to a problem and so it feels just right; feels so good, in fact, that Holmes moans a little and rocks forward, letting his weight settle more heavily in Watson's lap, Watson moaning right back. Holmes licks at Watson's lips and tongue and teeth, memorizing the feel of them, glad for these details he didn't know he was overlooking all this time. When he bites at Watson's lower lip, Watson gasps, just as Holmes hoped he would. When he drops a hand to the hem of Watson's trousers and begins to tug at Watson's shirt, tracing the firm muscles of his stomach, Watson grabs him by the shirt collar and pulls him closer, just as Holmes expected. When he bends lower and begins attacking Watson's neck, Watson suddenly pulls away and presses a hand to Holmes's chest, and that wasn't expected at all.

"Holmes," Watson rasps, and at once Holmes becomes aware of the way he's trembling.

Holmes curses and rolls off, horrified at himself for neglecting to notice the pressure he was applying to Watson's leg, the clues Watson was trying to give that it was bothering him. Watson grimaces and sits up, bending his knee gingerly. "Sorry," he says.

"Not at all," Holmes says, wiping his mouth and wondering when the rush of this one is going to wear off. He has no idea what to do with himself, feels ever-conscious of his movements and his appearance, and strangest of all, none of this bothers him.

He's about to voice as much when Watson takes him by surprise yet again, pushing Holmes to the floor and crawling over him in a swift change of positions, a smirk playing at his lips when Holmes's head smacks against the wood.

"This is better on my leg," Watson insists, an obvious lie. Holmes predicts they have a minute, maybe two, before this position starts to bother Watson even more and they have to change locations entirely. For the chair, maybe, or even the bed.

Holmes smiles. "Of course it is, Doctor," he says, pulling him down for another kiss. He doesn't intend to allow any further conversation from here on out--there's considerably more research to be done.

Current Mood: bouncybouncy
 Lauren: I'd like to deduce HIS casecorleoned on January 16th, 2010 12:45 am (UTC)

your life sucks. fml: (SH) Something beautifullongleggedgit on January 18th, 2010 05:47 pm (UTC)
:D Thank you so much for reading/looking! ♥
No Pains, No Gains: {sh} h/w | most necessary arm touchreallycorking on January 16th, 2010 12:49 am (UTC)


LIZARDDDD. The coloring here is so gorgeous, omg. :( The colors give the picture such a nice, rich feeling, and the crosshatching lends really nicely to the coloring as well. :))) GOD I love Holmes's scruffy jaw and his mussed hair and AHH THE PIPE LYING ON THE GROUND and the hat and the book sdkafjal;dskfj AHH THE BRACES FALLEN OFF HIS SHOULDERS ARE SO HOT. T___T SO SO HOT. D: Oh also the angle is really cool--such a nice perspective!

LINDSAY JESUS PLEASE WRITE HOLMES FIC ALWAYS OK. I'm so glad Lizard roped you into doing this because ahhh :( THEY ARE SO ADORABLE. I love Holmes just observing Watson and Watson trying SO HARD not to notice alsdkjfliaefaesldf;ej AND THEN AND THEN HE JUST POUNCES AND DOESN'T EVEN KNOW WHY HE'S DOING IT!!! AHHHH :( ♥ Poor sweet Watson enduring the pain in his leg for as long as he can. :( Why are these two so great :(

In conclusion, you both are amazing ♥♥

k done editing now D:

Edited at 2010-01-16 12:56 am (UTC)
your life sucks. fml: (SH) Let's just stay here awhilelongleggedgit on January 18th, 2010 05:48 pm (UTC)

Don't you just love the crosshatching ;alkfe AHH I FEEL LIKE I COULD SERIOUSLY STARE AT THIS ALL DAY ;__; WHY DO I HAVE TO HAVE A JOB.

;alkjfe well okay, twist my arm :D I'M GLAD TOO. ♥ Ugh I just can't even imagine any scene between these two that I wouldn't love to write a;ldkfje thank you :((( You're so kind ilu!
Sabrina: Holmes/Watson sleepingiknowitsmad on January 16th, 2010 01:00 am (UTC)
Oh man, oh man. The fic is wonderfully hot, and the artwork!! I keep scrolling back up and staring.
your life sucks. fml: (SH) Always a pleasurelongleggedgit on January 18th, 2010 05:49 pm (UTC)
Thanks so much! :)
instructor of the immobile arts: sherlock holmes holmes/watsoningridmatthews on January 16th, 2010 01:00 am (UTC)
You, your fic and your lovely drawing make me happy.

The end. :)
your life sucks. fml: (SH) Nice braceslongleggedgit on January 18th, 2010 05:49 pm (UTC)
Thanks so much! :) Glad to hear it.
splatterdick: Holmes: Just Deduce Itsplatterdick on January 16th, 2010 01:03 am (UTC)
This is lovely. AND THE ART, MY GOD.
your life sucks. fml: (SH) Nice braceslongleggedgit on January 18th, 2010 05:50 pm (UTC)
Ahhh thank you :D So glad you enjoyed!
Star Saber: Güntergogglehead84 on January 16th, 2010 01:07 am (UTC)
Drawing and fic are both very hot! XDD
your life sucks. fml: (SH) Something beautifullongleggedgit on January 18th, 2010 05:50 pm (UTC)
Glad you think so :D Thanks!
scabbyfishscabbyfish on January 16th, 2010 01:09 am (UTC)
The fic! -- the art! -- the fic! *runs in panicked circles; spoiled for choice* =D
your life sucks. fml: (SH) Always a pleasurelongleggedgit on January 18th, 2010 05:50 pm (UTC)
HAHA! It's always more fun when there's both, isn't it. :) Thank you for reading/looking!
flufferpuff: we heart watsonflufferpuff on January 16th, 2010 01:18 am (UTC)
nggggghhhh This is perfect! The fic and the art complement each other so well!! The crosshatching and the warm colours lend a particular air of capturing both the era and the sense of fuzzy feelings gaining clarity. I love it!
your life sucks. fml: (SH) Something beautifullongleggedgit on January 18th, 2010 05:51 pm (UTC)
Awww thank you so much. :) I'm glad you think so! Isn't the art just lovely? It was so easy to feel inspired by it.
gonna Hulk out on you。pada_something on January 16th, 2010 01:20 am (UTC)
i seriously wish i could make a long, detailed comment on how much i adore this fic do death and i'm so putting on my scrapbook as one of my favorites of the year, but i just---i can't really make a proper comment atm, so just thank you so much for writing this BEAUTIFUL work ♥
your life sucks. fml: (SH) Nice braceslongleggedgit on January 18th, 2010 05:52 pm (UTC)
Ahhhh, you're so sweet! :) Thank you, I'm really glad you enjoyed so much. ♥
scifichicxscifichicx on January 16th, 2010 01:23 am (UTC)
First, the fic: Awesome! I love analytical!Holmes poking at love with a stick and going, "What is it???" I also really liked Watson just laying there and letting Holmes prod at him. The tension is delicious.

Second, the art: Oh... oh my... so good. It looks like a wood engraving. The colors are so lovely and warm. I love the way they're positioned and Watson's hand hovering in mid-air cause he's not sure what to do.

your life sucks. fml: (SH) Always a pleasurelongleggedgit on January 18th, 2010 05:53 pm (UTC)
Hahaha, yes, that's exactly how I see it--poor Holmes can figure out anything, unless it has to do with his own emotions/romantic inclinations. Then he's as clueless as a kid in high school. :D Thank you for reading/looking, glad you enjoyed! ♥
Madam Minnie: Gay: Boys kissingmadam_minnie on January 16th, 2010 01:29 am (UTC)
Ngh! This was just perfect! Perfect balance of UST and sizzling heat that leads to a great culmination for both... and the art! Oh lizardspots how I love you!
your life sucks. fml: (SH) Let's just stay here awhilelongleggedgit on January 18th, 2010 05:54 pm (UTC)
Thank you so much! :) Glad you enjoyed :D ♥
piratesquared: SH-Don't Get Excited...piratesquared on January 16th, 2010 01:41 am (UTC)
Both the fic and the artwork are gorgeous. They tie in beautifully together :D
your life sucks. fml: (SH) Nice braceslongleggedgit on January 18th, 2010 05:54 pm (UTC)
Thanks so much! :)
lamardeuse: Holmes/Watson by equanimousiconslamardeuse on January 16th, 2010 01:52 am (UTC)
This is brilliant, fic and art both. YAY! \o/
your life sucks. fml: (SH) Something beautifullongleggedgit on January 18th, 2010 05:55 pm (UTC)
Awww thank you :)
windfallen: art- xmas robotwindfallen on January 16th, 2010 01:52 am (UTC)
I have got to stop procrastinating and go see this movie. The artwork and the fic are wonderful!
your life sucks. fml: (SH) Always a pleasurelongleggedgit on January 18th, 2010 05:55 pm (UTC)
You really do! It is thoroughly enjoyable. :) Thank you so much for reading/looking!
Rev. Kerizephre on January 16th, 2010 02:02 am (UTC)
fabulous work, both of you! great moments in Holmes's head, and some really beautiful art.
your life sucks. fml: (SH) Let's just stay here awhilelongleggedgit on January 18th, 2010 05:56 pm (UTC)
Thank you so much! :D So glad you enjoyed.