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Date: 2014-06-10 06:39 pm (UTC)
John woke to find Sherlock’s hand on his cock. He was just beginning to grow hard when the familiar sound of Mrs Hudson calling out “it’s only me” had the predictable effect and Sherlock promptly lost interest. John went back to sleep, only to wake an hour later, in a similar position. This time the hefty tread of Lestrade across the sitting room floor had served its purpose before he had even knocked on their bedroom door. John looked accusingly at Sherlock.

“Of course it’s for a case,” Sherlock said. “I need to know how a body responds when interrupted like this.”

Two further instances during the day and John found himself at the end of his tether. Nevertheless he kept his cool and when Sherlock suggested that they go to bed together that evening he agreed willingly. In his turn he started to tease out Sherlock’s erection until at just the right moment he played a recording of Mycroft that he had on his phone. Sherlock deflated instantly.

“And now you know how the body reacts,” John said.
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