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To be honest, he isn't sure what he'd been waiting for; perhaps he was trying to see how long he could last without kissing, or clinging, or betraying his desire in any overly forward way; or maybe he was waiting for the both of them to be bared to the waist, so that when he finally gave in, they could begin right away with the honey aspect of this.

Regardless of what he'd been waiting for, it appears as if the moment has arrived. Certainly he can't negotiate himself into waiting longer. He reaches for Watson, sliding his hand into his hair, and pulls him in for an unapologetically passionate kiss.

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"Not a bad thing to have accomplished, if that's true," Watson said. He did turn and kiss him, then, unable to resist the opportunity. "I hope your fortune remains good, as it's my fortune too, now."

Sometimes the urge to bubble over with ridiculous poetry, with declarations of love and eternal devotion, with adoration and worship was all nearly too much to resist, and now was one of those times. Rather than make a fool of himself, Watson opted to kiss Holmes again, deeply.

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It's a very easy thing to return the kiss with all he has, especially because in that moment he doesn't quite trust his words to say something that would adequately reflect what he's feeling. A kiss, on the other hand, is very easy to infuse with the appropriate meaning.

When he feels as if it's safe to trust his words again -- and right around when he needed to draw a breath -- he draws out of the kiss and rests their foreheads together, his eyes shut contentedly.

"Our fortune has turned out rather well," he murmurs, his voice thicker. "If nothing else, we've gotten married and literally walked into our marital home without so much as one word of argument from anyone else. I'd say that was lucky for us."