Mycroft had always warned Sherlock that feelings can get in the way, especially when it comes to his chosen line of work. Typically, this would be the one thing the two brothers could agree on, however, when you reappear on his doorstep after years of no contact, informing Sherlock that your life's in danger, he's left struggling with both his feelings and what happened in your shared past. How can he possibly pretend such strong emotions have never existed when they still remain?

*WARNING* This is not for kids! this is lemon, this contains sex, and sexual acts, viewer distraction advised. Although, this is my very first sexual story. Please hang on, i will do my best.