Yes Daddy. MK
Well, his Sunday best wasn’t what he looked pretty in, so he’d have to figure out something in between.
Jim waited, flogger in hand. Sunday Best was one of his least boring games to play.
my two favorite
boyfriendsbad guys: james moriarty and sebastian moran
Not quite, I think… Woo, you’re really obsessed. I like that.
I’ve done so many things to get to you. I could list them…but it’s best if my methods are kept secret.
I know what they are.
I broke in undetected to your premises no less than 14 times. I’ve avoided your snipers. Have me already!
I only have one sniper. He’s not too difficult to avoid.
What does it take then! For you to have me!?
I don’t want you. You’re desperate. Ew.
Oh for gods sake. I hate you. It’s attractive. I hate this so much right now,I might go back to killing someone….my brother shall not be pleased…
The more people you kill, the less likely I am to care.
Ok. What if kill one man. What if I kill my own twin. Sherlock Holmes.
My soul mate.
Bet you have.
"Five people. Just to get to you…do I get something for it?" Elizabeth asked with a confident smirk.
You should stick to not killing people. It makes you more interesting.
"Well I did. And I will. This was purely for one purpose."
A boring one.
Really? Sex is boring?
Wow. What isn’t boring to you then. I’m interested now…what’s going on in your mind..
Figure it out, and you get a prize.
Rub my feet.
I’m almost certain there are about a thousand better things you could have me doing.
Number 999: Give me a kiss.