"Stir them out?" Watson asked, looking pensively up towards the ceiling before returning his attention to kissing Holmes's face leisurely. "A very interesting idea," he said, between kisses. "Did you have some notion of how we might do so? And may I inquire as to what it might be?"

He let his fingers curl against the back of Holmes's neck, and he kissed him deeply again. Oh, let the entire island population raise protest against the two of them -- just then, Watson felt capable of taking them all on.