[BBCSherlock-Xover] Circus Spy

Chapter 15 Extra Story Courteous-03

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"If you insist on a name, then please go to the housekeeper's girlfriend, but I think she's just going with the flow. SH"

Lestrade was in a meeting and suddenly received a text message from Sherlock. They were studying the disappearance of the butler of the ancient Musgrave family.

Yesterday, Mycroft's rough entry injured Lestrade, making him fidget, changing the angle frequently on the chair, and Lestrade cursed this damn long meeting in his heart, and that damn beast, Mycroft. ft.

"If you mean that poor gypsy girl, then I can tell you that she has been abandoned by the housekeeper and is sad, and I have no intention of bothering you again. GL"

"Why? SH"

"Humanity, Youth. GL"

"Well, what if it's about human life? SH"

"You think the butler is dead?" Lestrade was so excited that he forgot to sign his name.

"It is a very obvious fact, if you can lift your ass to look up the marks on the corner of the castle wall, and use your pitiful wisdom to decipher the ancient poems handed down in the family, you will find a hidden treasure. Vault of Treasures. SH”

Lestrade looked at Governor Grayson, who was presiding over the meeting, still impassionedly pointing out the sky. He had raised the disappearance of the Musgrave family butler to the national security level. He thought that the butler was a Soviet undercover idiot, and frowned. Frowning, some agree with the two Holmes' point of view: Scotland Yard is full of idiots.

Yes, including himself.

And, if his ass was still up, he'd be more than happy to walk around the scene instead of sitting on pins and needles here.

Damn Mycroft.

Now that Lestrade had learned the truth from Sherlock, he began to lose his mind in the interminable meeting, thinking that he might as well buy a vibrator than get hurt by Mycroft.

What a great idea.

It was already noon when the meeting ended. Lestrade went out of the gate of Scotland Yard and came to Jane's restaurant around the corner, where he ran into Eric unexpectedly.In fact, it’s not really a surprise. After all, Whitehall is only one street away from Scotland Yard. Besides, this restaurant is delicious. Many elites of the Circus come here to eat when they are not busy, including Mycroft. Tate always reunited with him here, too, but that was a long time ago.

Eric moved closer, leaning closer to Lestrade. "What makes you so happy?"

"Are you going to go shopping with me later?" Lestrade smiled mischievously.

Eric narrowed his eyes and looked at Lestrade, before agreeing to him after a while, "You've been really weird lately."

Lestrade shrugged his shoulders and smiled triumphantly.

**

"Is this what you're going to buy?" Eric said, a little uncomfortable as soon as he entered the adult store in Brooklyn Heights.Especially since Lestrade has been turning around in the @摩@stick zone, he doesn't even know what Lestrade is thinking.

"Yeah." Lestrade rolled his eyes at Eric, with a disdainful expression of "Didn't you even ask after seeing it?" It has a bit of Sherlock's charm, and it looks like being stared at by Sherlock for a long time. up.

"Tsk tsk, I think it's breaking news that the leader of the Circus First Special Operations Group can't satisfy his partner."

Anyway, if Eric really dared to speak out about this matter, Mycroft would definitely silence him, and Lestrade had no intention of defending it.

After Lestrade picked it out, he watched the shopkeeper pack it with satisfaction, and went out with a small paper bag, chatting and laughing with Eric while walking.

"Inspector Lestrade." Lestrade heard someone calling him behind him, and when he turned around, he saw Sherlock standing at the corner with the collar of his windbreaker standing up and down, looking up and down at Eric with a hostile expression.

"Oh, Sherlock, this is Eric Lanshere, Eric, this is Sherlock." Lestrade did not mention that Sherlock is Mycroft's younger brother, and it seems that the two don't know each other. So Mycroft didn't want his colleagues to know that Sherlock was his brother at all.

I thought this chance meeting was over. When Lestrade arrived home at night, he asked the butler. The butler said that Mycroft had a business event today and would not be back until late, so Lestrade took a comfortable bath. After taking a shower, he lay on the bed and began to enjoy the pleasure brought by the massage stick.

He is much more obedient than Mycroft!Not only automatic but gentle enough not to hurt him.

Lestrade was having fun when he saw the door being pushed open out of the corner of his eye. Mycroft came in with a livid face. Seeing each other, both of them were stunned. Lestrade wanted to pull out the wriggling massage @摩@热，But because of being frightened, his muscles tightened, and he was stuck there, unable to advance or retreat. Lestrade wanted to wrap himself in a quilt in embarrassment, but when he moved, he would implicate the place tortured by the massage stick, and he was so embarrassed that he wanted to cry come out.

Seeing his distressed appearance, Mycroft's anger has mostly subsided, but he is the team leader of the Circus after all, so how could he easily let go of a ready-made opportunity to extort a confession?

Mycroft sat down and put his arms around Lestrade.

"Let go! Let go! Get out!" Lestrade pushed Mycroft vigorously, but he was so weak from being tossed by the @摩@stick, how could he push Mycroft away.

"Shh, shh..." Mycroft held Lestrade in his arms, wrapped his arms around his shoulders to prevent his hands from scratching, and lowered his other hand to help Lestrade out of trouble, but His movements were very slow, and while pulling out the massage stick, he whispered a confession, "Today, Sherlock actually called me on his own initiative."

Lestrade's body trembled when he heard the words, and then he was numb again.

"It's been two full years, and it's the first time he took the initiative to call me."

"Hmm...Mai..." Lestrade was exhausted and could only beg Mycroft to help him take out the damn thing quickly.

"But he told me you were dating Eric?"

Lestrade had underestimated Sherlock's imagination, and had been careless. He shouldn't have picked the adult store in Brooklyn Heights, since Montague Street was also in that area.But he didn't know any other store except this store he passed by every time he went to Sherlock's apartment.

Angry at Mycroft's forced confession, Lestrade retorted with the last of his strength, "Why, this is not allowed? Then what is going on with you and your little lovers?"

As if to poke Mycroft's sore spot, Mycroft slammed hard and pulled out @摩@stick.

"Ah!" Lestrade immediately lost the energy he had just now, and immediately collapsed into Mycroft's arms, panting heavily.Seeing his appearance, Mycroft was also aroused @ desire, he laid Lestrade flat, and entered him from behind.

"Don't see him in the future."

"...why... huh... I want to listen to you... ah!" Lestrade was bumped to the head of the bed by Mycroft, but because of the @摩@章 behind him, it didn't look like this time. It hurts like the previous few times.

Listening to his bluntness, Mycroft turned him over and buried his own murder weapon in Lestrade again.

"asshole!"

In fact, at the beginning, the two of them were totally Lestrade cooperating with Mycroft.He still remembered that under the hail of bullets, Mycroft fell into a pool of blood, and insisted on taking out the two coins given to him; Slowly and well dilate before entering him.

But now everything changed, he threw away his wedding ring, and Mycroft tore off the mask of tenderness.

What has brought them to where they are today?

Mycroft's conquest of young spies?

Lestrade too indulgent with Mycroft's promiscuity?

he does not know.

Two years ago, Sherlock, who aspired to be a detective, offended the Pope because he went to the Vatican to search for the stolen gems. , the two brothers were sulking at each other, and Mycroft was so busy with the follow-up diplomatic issues that he didn't come home for a week.By the time Lestrade arrested a fugitive from Norwich and returned to London, Sherlock had gone on a hunger strike for five full days and almost starved to death in Holmes Manor.

Lestrade slapped Sherlock hard enough to wake him up, then fed him some of the chicken soup that Jeremy always kept on hand, turned and ran to the Circus.

The Circus is full of spies, so they naturally knew Lestrade's identity, and let him rush into Mycroft's office without any hindrance, but accidentally let him see the scene where Mycroft pressed a young man in the office. Fucking fiercely on the sofa, the young man tried his best to cooperate with Mycroft's difficult posture, twisting his waist and screaming ecstasy, just like when the two first tasted love, Lestrade tried his best for the two of them The way he looks when he's enjoying the pleasure of currying favor with Mycroft.

Lestrade was taken aback, but quickly calmed down. He leaned against the door to block the Circus subordinates who were looking in. "You are really leisurely. You will be happy when he starves to death."

Mycroft didn't panic at all, and slowly withdrew from the young man's body, only saying lightly, "You're back?"

Lestrade waved away the hand extended by Mycroft, turned around and closed the door, and pointed at the young man who was tidied up with his chin raised, "You have a good eye, play with me next time."

Lestrade didn't care who Mycroft used to vent his stagnant anger from Sherlock, he only cared about fairness and injustice.Every foot Mycroft went, he was going a foot over the wall.

That young man was sent to Norway for a long-term assignment that night.Sherlock was also released.

"Your possessiveness is really strong. You would rather send someone away than play with me." At that time, Lestrade was sleeping in Mycroft's arms, and Mycroft played with it. The hanging ring on Lestrade's breast.

Mycroft kissed Lestrade's hair, and found that there were a few strands of silver in it.

Yes, Mycroft had a strong desire to possess, but at that time, it was only applied to Lestrade.

Later, Mycroft slept with too many people, and Lestrade didn't bother to snatch them one by one, but in contrast, he "lost" his ring, and he never slept in bed again. He made a move to curry favor with Mycroft, completely enjoying Mycroft's service.

**

Lestrade was so tormented by Mycroft that he couldn't shoot anything, Mycroft gave up. As soon as he let him go, Lestrade fell into a coma. Mycroft hugged Lestrade and got into it. Under the quilt, he reached for Lestrade's cell phone and deleted Eric Lanshere's number inside.But when he thought about it carefully, he felt naive, so he threw the phone aside, pressed Lestrade's back against his chest, and fell asleep tightly confined.

Tomorrow morning, before Lestrade wakes up, the first thing to do is to get rid of that @摩@stick.

Mycroft added this to the memo in his head.

Lestrade shivered in his sleep, shrank his body, lifted Mycroft's arm around his waist to hug his chest, and fell asleep again.