a cat slinking in the dark,
  Holmes creeps into W's bedroom,
  approaching silently as W sleeps.
careful
  until at his bed
  pounces,
  virtually crashing into W's arms.
catches him by the (pyjama) collar
  and holds onto W,
  waiting

W gasps awake
  and blinks.
winded and startled.
struggling
  till he makes out the figure on top of him in the dark.
H--his shape and his weight now make sense, take form,
  to W's eyes and body.
W sees a silent smile fixed on him in the dark.
pulls at the hands upon his collar
"Holmes?"

only a smile, still holding his collar.
"Hello."

puzzled by H's peculiar glance.
"What is it? What's the time--"

H halts him from sitting up.
"Shhh. Ten past two."
toying with his collar, still whispering,
"My apologies for the hour, but..."
  stroking his skin
"I had to wake you."

W is still lost.
"Why? An emergency? A case? That business of--"

H presses a finger to W's lips.
"No. None of that."
shaking his head.
"I mustn't let you think..."
  a smile
"That the only reason I'd come to your bedroom
  is to wake you for a case."

"Then, what?"
his brow wrinkled.

almost inaudibly.
"You."
penetrating gaze.

"Me? What do you mean?"
half sitting up again.
"Holmes, what is this about?"

presses against him,
  clinging all the closer.
H meets his eyes in the dark,
  hesitating.
confesses softly, "I cannot sleep ... without you."
stroking again
"I had to be with you."

"Why?" still confused
"Forgive me for being especially dense, Holmes,
  but it's two in the morning--"
shifting again under his weight

"--No. Not dense."
holding on to keep W from turning away
"No, I don't mean that when I say it--"

W halts and glances back.
"Really?"
looks less irritable,
  and is appreciative of H's apology

H nods, with held breath
watches his eyes,
  imploring "Let me stay."

W smiles, touched.
caresses the slender hands that rest on his shoulders.
after a silence,
  clears his throat
"My dear Holmes, I--I'd like to play this game with you,
  try my best to read these hints, however sleepy I am."
shifts
"But the fact is, you're making me rather numb,
  and if you could just--"
tries to coax Holmes off of him as politely as possible

H recovers from his paleness
"Gladly."
rolls onto his back, pulling Watson just so,
  to tumble together on the mattress.
draws W to recline close against him.
"More comfortable?" he murmurs

"Holmes," W voices softly.
blinks.
finds that he can't much loosen H's grip.
gasps
  when he feels H's warm fingers stroking underneath his chin
  and H's legs rubbing along his limbs.

"Less numb, now?" H purrs,
sighing against W's neck

W pulls back at last,
  "I--I didn't have this in mind."
he swallows,
  realising.
feels uncertain

H sits up with him as W rises.
draws W close by the collar again.
"Tell me what you had in mind..."
kisses W's neck
"Tell me what games you'd like to play."
unbuttons
  and licks further down his throat

W cannot even stammer...

H reached up and kissed his mouth.
felt W sigh and sink closer.
they kissed intensely for several moments,
  lying at last down on the bed together again.

as H reached to undress W and part his legs,
  W became anxious and halted H.
"I--no!" gazes deeply at H.
whispers "I've never done anything like this before."

H assures tenderly "I know."
kiss "Let us learn together."
caress, pressing close to W's body
"Even should we not yet find suitable touches to share ...
  I should want to lie here close to you still.
  That would be enough, right now." kiss, blinking
"I simply would like to try this, to see..."

W relaxes somewhat.
after a while of patient, delicious kisses,
  W consents to move beyond necking.
trembles a bit and is somewhat clumsy
  while H advances considerably in undressing him.
W removes H's dressing grown in return
  and explores under H's pyjamas.

H treats W most gently,
  aware of his accustomed experience in lovemaking.
whispers and touches experimentally,
  seeking to draw out W's pleasurable moans...