fallen-saintsam:

Centaurlock

Centaur Kiss

George Leonnec: Cover of “La Vie Parisienne” from 1924

 I also drew Sherlock’s scarf XD

This is not what I sat down intending to write, but it’s what came out.  o_O;

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“I’m not a horse!”, Sherlock asserted forcefully; anger and a more subtle hint of betrayal threading through his words.  John wasn’t really surprised; they’d gotten on well enough when all they had to do was negotiate for their respective peoples – there was at least a hint of equality there, regardless of the fact that John’s position was the stronger by virtue of his manhood  – had even become friendly over time, but the prospect of being obligated to appear at the laughingly named ‘cooperative senate’, and the expected trappings thereof, was a higher hurdle than Sherlock was willing to endure. 

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(This was supposed to be a couple of paragraphs with the express purpose of getting them to kiss.  Hahahahaha – no. *facepalm*  I don’t even know what happened here.  Saintsam, dear – I promise, I’m going back to writing you hobbitlock, now.  Really.  That was my initial intent…)