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Martin spent quite a while cooking in preparation of Joan arriving. They had acquired a very nice one bedroom well outside of New York City while allowed them some privacy and anonymity. Martin was able to use his resources to find the place and was pleased with the results.

He had ordered some prime steaks to begin grilling in the kitchen as he awaited her arrival. Martin was dressed casually but still well put together in some suit pants and a nice sweater; never again to the scrubs. He glanced at the clock before turning to his phone to see if she had announced that she was on her way.

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“Yes,” Martin expressed his understanding and agreement that it was still damage. “I suppose I get a little...carried away.” Back to the reasoning that he now had an outlet to vent such sexual desires, but the reality was that he had a proper outlet in the “work” which had freed him. It was something they never spoke of.

“I’ll stay away from using foreign objects in general for now.” He decided, primarily announcing it to himself and nodding to affirm it.

Backing away, he adjusted himself after wiping off. “Do you think Sherlock will say something?”

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His "work" was something that had to remain unspoken. Joan had her suspicions, but she could not know about his illegal doings for the sake of plausible deniability, and could not know about his murders for the sake of their relationship. If she knew, she'd have to try to stop him, and that would not go well for anyone involved.

"Probably a good idea," she said. It would be harder, she thought, for him to get carried away with his hands. She slid off the table as he backed away, collecting her clothes. "If he sees it?" she said to his question. "Almost definitely. He knows I'm not telling him about something big in my life right now. He's respecting my privacy...not something he's always done, but he's gotten better at it...but if he thinks I'm in danger, he'll say something. And do something."

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Martin almost felt that sounded like a threat. Or a challenge. He knew Sherlock to be a very smart man and he respected that. Yet part of him itched to just have an intellectual face off with such a man. He never desired to quarrel with law enforcement, but he did enjoy some of that cat and mouse game. Of course by simply being a narcissistic sociopath, he did believe himself to be smarter than anyone else.

“Well, I’m glad to hear that he and I are motivated by the same things,” Martin smiles and leaned in, kissing her softly. His words meant to remind her that he did care for her despite their sexual endeavors sometimes seeming a bit extreme.

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It was a warning more than anything. Although Joan would not be surprised that Martin had an urge to face off with the detective. He wouldn't be the first, after all. A number of narcissistic sociopaths had tried their wits against Sherlock, and few had won. Joan knew she would be unable to objectively assess Martin's chances, since her deep affection for both men meant that she sincerely did not want that confrontation to happen, because it would not end well. Not for Sherlock, not for Martin, and not for Joan.

She smiled back, and returned the kiss, soft and slow. She knew that Martin cared, even when their lovemaking suggested that he did not.

"I love you," she said when their lips parted, caressing his cheek. She loved him and trusted him and wanted to be with him.

So sorry for being so slow!

[drwhitly]

Martin gazed down at her when she said the words and smiled softly. “And I love you.” He verbalized. "I'm glad that you know that."

Glancing at his watch, he knew that this was supposed to be a quick encounter, "Do you have to be off again?" He had made some desert, but it wouldn't necessarily spoil if she had to leave.

No worries!

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"I do," she confirmed. She kissed him again, then pulled away to start putting on her clothes. "I wish I had more time, but we need to close this case. Once it's over, I'll be all yours for a few days."

Re: No worries!

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Martin perked up at that suggestion. “All mine for a few days? Well, that sounds exciting.” He grinned showing some genuine anticipation. "And like something I ought to plan for."

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"I'm going to take some time off," she said, reaching behind her back to hook her bra. "We should go somewhere. Somewhere they won't recognize you."

She knew he'd been wanting to be able to be out in public with her.