The Game

 

"Check mate" Holmes said as he placed the chess piece down with a flourish and chuckle "That’s 4 in a row Watson, you really are off your guard today, 3 out of 4 is the usual is it not?

 

Watson glared at him and sunk back into the chair, "You always win at chess Holmes, it's not fair!" He complained as he folded his arms and pouted.

 

Holmes laughed a short sarcastic laugh and gestured at the board "But of course I do! Chess is a game of logic and observation. A game that requires you to outthink an opponent, not to difficult when that opponent happens to be someone whom I have intimate knowledge of."

 

Watson sighed deeply. His pout turned into a sulk, it had been several months since they made love, and they could hardly be considered intimate after so long.

Watson having returned to work had taken a job at St Barts that often required him to work evenings. Holmes had several cases in this time, but none were worth asking Watsons assistance.

 

Holmes would deny himself all the pleasures of life, including pleasures of the flesh.

He could not understand that NOT everyone functioned better when denied certain basic pleasures and needs.

 

Watson remembered the last attempt at lovemaking and how it failed miserably. Watson had come home early with the intent of seducing Holmes. Holmes was engrossed in an experiment and hardly acknowledged Watsons return. Using this apparent disregard to his advantage, Watson came up behind Holmes placed his arms around his waist and whispered in his ear. "I have far better things for you to examine if you so desire".

Watson nibbled gently at Holmes ear and ran his hands over his chest and down his stomach and to his groin. Squeezing lightly he continued "And you my dear, have all that I desire."

 

Holmes waved his hand dismissivly.
"Watson I have far more important things to deal with at the moment than your primitive urges." He was cool and calculating, he was not being selfish, just being Holmes.

 

Watson grew frustrated at the memory; his urges had now gone unmet for four months. He sank deeper in the chair.

 

 

Holmes sat studying Waston, and came to a decision, "You know old fellow, you are a very sore loser". Holmes came around to stand directly in front of him.

A Twinkle in his eyes, giving hope to Watson that perhaps Holmes had realised what the true problem was.

"You need to play a game of a different sort! I have just the game" He clapped his hands together and began to rub them, leaning close to Watsons face he pursed his lips as if to kiss him and teasingly pulled away. "Yes Dear Watson I have just the game!"

 

Watson shook his head OH no, he thought not another one of THESE games! He moaned softly, "Holmes I don't know that I am in the mood for any more of YOUR games" Watson attempted to rise. Holmes placed a hand upon his shoulder and held him down.

 

Holmes looked down into Watson deep brown eyes, "Oh but YOU will enjoy this one I promise!" Holmes had that mischievous smile he always had when he demanded Watson prove his affection. They way Holmes chose for Watson to prove himself was always with a challenge.

 

 

 The challenges or games as Holmes called them were almost always a NON win situation but still he had to try them. Even when he failed Holmes was satisfied of Watsons affections and they would make love, or they would have a good old FUCK. Either way Watson enjoyed the outcome, but seldom did he enjoy the game.

 

Watson shuddered to think what obscure thing Holmes was about to suggest this time. He had already had the task of guessing who among a group of women was really a man and vice versa. He had also had the task of finding Holmes in less than 12 hours, which did not go over well with him as it meant he had to find someone to cover for him at the hospital. No He thought to himself, I do not like these games. Last time was the worst! He murmured a bitter curse.

 

The last game had been a bit of a nasty business that nearly cost Watson his health as well as his life. Holmes challenged Watson to follow him around London for 3 days WITHOUT being noticed. Watsons task was made more challenging by the fact that Holmes was aware that on any given day he would be followed. The first two days Holmes had seen him, the third day Watson inadvertently followed Holmes on a case and was nearly beaten to death. After several weeks Watson fully recovered, but vowed to himself NEVER to accept another challenge or play another one of Holmes games again.

 Remembering this Watson shook his head "I highly doubt it".

 

"Tut Tut Watson, giving up before I have even told you what it is." He admonished him.

 

Watson sighed in resignation, "Alright Holmes, I will hear you out BUT I make no promises"

 

"Excellent! I propose that you..." he paused and kissed him playfully on the nose. "That you must seduce the next client that walks through the door, be it female OR male. You must openly flirt with them and the rest… well that is up to you dear boy, what say you?"

 

 Holmes released Watson and sat down at his feet. Crossing his legs and resting his hands on his lap he watched Watson for his reaction.

 

Watson thought over the challenge. This didn't seem to bad, though if it turned out to be a man it could prove risky. If he were handsome it could prove quite pleasant. If it were a woman the task would prove equally pleasant.

Watson smiled inwardly as he remembered Beth the last woman he seduced.

 

Beth was the daughter of his commanding officer when he was in the army. He was unsure what first attracted him it might have been that she was a demure raven haired woman with large dark eyes and a shy smile or it might have been the fact that she had rather large breasts. Either way he knew he wanted her the moment he saw her.

 

Watson grinned as he remembered how he had wooed her with tales of his medical skills. She enjoyed helping people and seemed at first shy, but he was most patient. He shared with her his dreams of returning to England and setting up practice. He told her how he wanted to help those less fortunate, she had smiled and kissed his cheek. Watson was surprised when several days later Beth asked him if his sexual skills were in par with his medical ones. "Would you like to find out?" He had asked, her reply came in the form of a passionate kiss. Without warning she pushed him to the floor of his tent and undid his trousers. Grabbing his cock she stroked him, while her tongue explored his mouth. When he was hard enough she knelt in front of him her mouth engulfed his swollen member. She was quite skilled, and she teased him to the point of near release. He was supposed to be seducing HER, but at this point he didn't care. She released his cock before he had spent himself and before he knew what was happening she slid down upon him.

Watson coughed and shifted slightly as memories flooded every fibre of his being.

 

Yes it had been along time since he seduced a woman, he would certainly enjoy it.

 

 

Sensing his decision Holmes grasped Watsons knee, "HA! I knew you couldn't resist this challenge" Holmes was grinning like a Cheshire cat.

 

Watson just shook his head and smiled "You are positively incorrigible Holmes!"

 

 

Two days later after a rather heartless but none the less true deduction about Watson's pocket watch, Mrs. Hudson knocked upon the door with a card; upon it was written the name Miss Mary Morstan.

 

"Show the young lady in Mrs. Hudson…" Waiting until she had gone, Holmes turns to Watson with a knowing smile " So the game begins"