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rapunzel, rapunzel ( ʟᴇᴛ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴀɪʀ ) ([personal profile] sunbrowned) wrote in [community profile] bakerstreet2014-03-26 08:15 pm

( the Non-Sexual Touch Turned Romantic or Erotic meme )


the non-sexual touch turned romantic or erotic meme
THE TOUCH KINK MEME

It's said that a picture is worth a thousand words. A touch, one between people who have more than just something together whether they know it or not, can be worth a million. This meme is to celebrate those intimate touches...with a twist. Almost no touch here is sexual, at least overtly, yet with the right chemistry, things can heat up romantically or erotically. This might not even be caused by the sensation caused by the touch itself - or perhaps it is - but rather the sentiment behind the gesture.

Not a smut player? That's fine. There is a tuned-up emotional aspect to all this as well, as has been mentioned. Be sure to include that you'd prefer things to stay a little less steamy the more hands-on things become.

With all that said, let's put that thousand words to rest. Instead, reach out and touch someone.

HOW TO PLAY
  • Comment with your character and preferences. Remember to say if you don't want smut.
  • Reply to others.
  • Use RNG. Don't use RNG. It's you're choice.


PROMPTS/WHERE TO TOUCH
  1. Chest
  2. Inner arm
  3. Upper arm
  4. Small of the back
  5. Forehead
  6. Face
  7. Ears
  8. Lips
  9. Neck
  10. Nape of the neck
  11. Stomach
  12. Hips
  13. Soft kisses on parts of the body
  14. Upper leg
  15. Lower leg
  16. Ankles
  17. Feet
  18. Touching old scars
  19. Hand kiss
  20. Wiping away tears
  21. Cleaning - whether bathing or with wash rags or towels
  22. Tending to injuries
  23. Massage
  24. Hand holding
  25. Encouragement or cheer up touch
  26. Desire to be close
  27. Embrace
  28. Bodies barely touching
  29. Pressed close in bed or on the couch while cuddling
  30. Flirtatious or trying to be sexual
  31. Keeping them from going away
  32. Before separation
  33. After a long while
  34. Comfort while sick or upset
  35. Teasing or edging close to naughty territory
  36. Accidental touch
  37. Playing them like a harp because you know they want to be touched
  38. Indirect intimacy. No touching the obvious spots!
  39. You can't hold out, you've got to indulge and touch everywhere
  40. Hand kink; you can't get enough of the way their hands feel
  41. WILDCARD


formersurgeon: (ponder)

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[personal profile] formersurgeon 2014-03-30 07:07 pm (UTC)(link)
In retrospect, Joan supposes that they should have expected the suspect would be armed. He had obviously been tipped off that they were closing in, which was why they had to chase him down, and it stood to reason he would have been prepared to fight back. They had him cornered in that alley, of course he was going to react like a wounded animal. He got off two shots before Bell took him down, one that went wide, the other too close for comfort but still a miss.

Or so Joan wants Sherlock to believe.

When the bullet grazed her upper arm she gasped in pain, but it was masked by the sound of Bell's return fire. In the second that all attention was on the suspect as he fell to the ground, she clapped a hand over her arm, and glanced at it quickly to assess the damage. Determining she was only grazed, she immediately started to hide the injury from Sherlock.

She told him she was fine, and carefully yet casually made sure to keep him on her right side so he wouldn't see the blood rimmed slash in her clothes. There wasn't much to do now that the man was dead, so after a conversation with Bell and Gregson (she acted normal for them, too, so they wouldn't suspect and draw attention to it) they returned home.

Sherlock enters first, Joan folowing. As she moves to take her coat off, her arm gives a sharp twinge of pain, and she hisses reflexively.

Dammit.
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[personal profile] i_favour_you 2014-03-30 07:15 pm (UTC)(link)
There are several things Sherlock is willing to do with his intellect. Belittle others, of course. Humiliate them, embarrass them. Oh, and stop crime, of course. But one thing he isn't willing to do is embarrass Watson. He sees the wide shot, he thinks he knows where it's supposed to go. He doesn't turn and look at Watson at first in that alleyway, because he's certain he'll see a far worse injury, and he refuses to watch her die.

She doesn't. The bullet went farther to the right, and she's only grazed. She chooses to hide this from him, from Bell and Gregson. Sherlock could call her out on it at any time, but he doesn't. He won't embarrass her, not when she's feeling the need to remain stronger than an injury.

At home, she hisses in pain as she removes her coat. He bites back a reflexive comment about her injury.

"Tea?" he asks.
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[personal profile] formersurgeon 2014-03-30 07:24 pm (UTC)(link)
He doesn't ask her what's wrong, or act surprised when she makes the sound. Maybe the hiss wasn't as loud as it sounded to her. Or maybe he knows.

She has to believe the first. She won't reveal the injury unless she has to, won't worry Sherlock like that, pretty sure that he'd take the injury hard and personally.

"Sounds good. I'll be downstairs in a few minutes."

She hangs up the coat and heads up the stairs. She needs to change her shirt and assess the wound. Clean it, bandage it. It will be tough to do one handed, but she'll manage.
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[personal profile] i_favour_you 2014-03-30 08:41 pm (UTC)(link)
She heads up the stairs, and Sherlock starts towards the kitchen. He waits until he's just about certain she's out of sight, and heads back, to check her coat. He runs a hand along the injured side, testing for the amount of blood, and looking at the holes. She'll need this repaired, she'll need it cleaned. He takes the coat off of the hook and brings it back over to the kitchen.

After a few minutes, he brings hot water in a bowl upstairs, with some clean towels. He doesn't think she'll allow him to help, and he wouldn't insult her by asking.

He knocks on the door.
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[personal profile] formersurgeon 2014-03-30 08:50 pm (UTC)(link)
She's sitting on the bed in her cami, her torn and bloodied shirt on the bed next to her. She's been trying to take a good look at the wound, but the position of it is making that difficult. She has to twist and pull her arm back to see it, and the position tugs on the injury, causing it to hurt more. She has her teeth gritted as she tries again when he knocks on her door. She looks up, forehead creased. Something about the case? No, he would have just barged in. That probably would have been his action in any of the scenarios she can think of save one.

He knows.

She sighs, closes her eyes.

"Come in, Sherlock."
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[personal profile] i_favour_you 2014-03-30 11:22 pm (UTC)(link)

The exasperation I'm her voice belies how difficult it must be to dress her own wound. This is something Sherlock is acutely aware of, though he holds in that he knows this. After all, he's playing that he doesn't know.

He pushes open the door to find her in her camisole, wound apparent. He holds up the bowl.

"I thought you might need this."

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[personal profile] formersurgeon 2014-03-30 11:54 pm (UTC)(link)
The bowl of hot water confirms the suspicion, and she presses her lips for a moment, unhappy that she was apparently unable to hide her injury.

"I do. I'm trying to see how deep is..."

She twists again, trying to see, knowing he can tell she can't. It's the closest she will come to asking for help.
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[personal profile] i_favour_you 2014-03-31 06:06 am (UTC)(link)

He stands in the doorway, awkward. He takes a breath.

"I don't want to offend you by asking if you want assistance when you are clearly the more apt in medicine of the two of us," he says. "Nor do I want to put you into the awkward place of showing a wound you were clearly not wanting to be made public to me. At the same time, I am available, should you need it."

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[personal profile] formersurgeon 2014-03-31 06:11 am (UTC)(link)
He's seriously going to make her say it. Great.

"Considering you already know about it, there's really no point to hiding it anymore. If you could assist, I would appreciate it."
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[personal profile] i_favour_you 2014-03-31 08:33 am (UTC)(link)
"Good."

He puts down the bowl on her side table and immediately moves to her side.

"Turn this way."
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[personal profile] formersurgeon 2014-03-31 04:03 pm (UTC)(link)
She turns to face him, her eyes still lowered and to the side.

"It can't be that deep, or else there would be more blood."
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[personal profile] i_favour_you 2014-04-07 05:40 am (UTC)(link)
"Shallow wounds tend to be the most difficult to tend," he says. "In my experiences."
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[personal profile] formersurgeon 2014-04-07 05:42 am (UTC)(link)
"You can't really stitch them. And since they stay open you have to be extra careful about covering them."

She glances up at him.
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[personal profile] i_favour_you 2014-04-07 05:46 am (UTC)(link)
He nods, and produces what was hidden under the towel. A selection of butterfly closures.

"Based on the amount of blood on your coat and the stiffness with which you moved, I could only assume..."
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[personal profile] formersurgeon 2014-04-07 05:51 am (UTC)(link)
She nods a little, with a very small, sad smile.

"Those will be perfect."

She pauses, glancing up again.

"When did you know?"
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[personal profile] i_favour_you 2014-04-07 05:53 am (UTC)(link)
"Thirty seconds after it happened," he replies. He looks embarrassed. Ashamed, really.

"I should have seen it coming, got you out of the way."
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[personal profile] formersurgeon 2014-04-07 05:59 am (UTC)(link)
"What we do is dangerous. You know you can't protect me all the time."

She tries to meet his eyes, to reassure him that he doesn't need to feel ashamed.

"Thank you. For not drawing attention to it."

She hid it to keep him from finding out, of course, but he doesn't have to know that. She figures it's better if he thinks he was a partner in the deception instead of the target.
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[personal profile] i_favour_you 2014-04-07 06:03 am (UTC)(link)
He wets the towel and moves to clean the wound.

"I can only hope you weren't trying to hide it from me."
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[personal profile] formersurgeon 2014-04-07 06:07 am (UTC)(link)
She goes silent, looks away, pressing her lips slightly.
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[personal profile] i_favour_you 2014-04-07 06:20 am (UTC)(link)
Her silence is answer enough. He takes a breath, and focuses on cleaning the wound. Her skin is warm, but not hot. That's a good sign, he tells himself. No infection, no severe damage.

"I imagine you would have been furious at me had I not told you of an injury."
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[personal profile] formersurgeon 2014-04-07 06:30 am (UTC)(link)
She flinches slightly when the cloth first touches the wound, but manages to be steady after that.

"You've been injured before and not come to me for help."

It's a dodge, and she knows it. Not coming to her for help isn't the same as hiding it.
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[personal profile] i_favour_you 2014-04-07 06:33 am (UTC)(link)
"And you were, if you recall, livid."

He doesn't like hurting her. It's everything in him not to pull back sharply, but to continue.
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[personal profile] formersurgeon 2014-04-07 06:38 am (UTC)(link)
She's silent for a long moment, her teeth set against the sting of him cleaning the wound. She's trying to come up with some reason that she's not being hypocritical at all, and she's failing.

"I didn't want to worry you," she admits, very softly. "I knew you'd feel guilty. Which you do."
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[personal profile] i_favour_you 2014-04-07 06:49 am (UTC)(link)
"It's only mild in comparison to the annoyance at having been kept away from your injury purposefully," he replies.
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[personal profile] formersurgeon 2014-04-07 07:03 am (UTC)(link)
Again, she goes quiet. After a moment, she lifts the hand of her good arm, and gently touches the back of the hand he's using to clean her wound. Silent gratitude and apology.

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