(Boobs warning!! The lingerie is a little racy. You have been warned. It is not my fault if you are offended by this 🙃)

What can i say? This is Moriarty we are talking about. The underwear he chose for you was not only undeniably sexy (and maybe even a little inappropriate) but it was also his favourite colour...blood. He decided to choose this particular piece after hours of careful deliberations. He may seem like a power mad, sex crazed lunatic on the outside but on the inside, he actually has a very caring nature, especially around you. He was tied between the last few choices of a skimpy devil
Costume, a black lace one piece and this strappy number. When you put it on he said you looked like the most beautiful woman in the world. You felt it as well. The fabric was so soft and it stretched and shushed beautifully to your body.
"Darling." Moriarty whispered as he pulled you closer to him on the bed. You smiled and kissed his neck as he stroked his fingers along your spine.
"You look gorgeous... And dangerous..." He cooed and the Irish twang shook your body with ease.
"I said you'd love it kitten" he whispered again.
"I do,... I really do" you chimed back. And you both pulled the covers up over each other in a heated daze to do who knows what..... (Oi oiiii 😂)