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were_lemur) wrote2012-05-03 08:15 am
were_lemur) wrote2012-05-03 08:15 am
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A Cure for Boredom (Drabble Project Day 124, Merry Month of Masturbation Day 3)
Sherlock, Sherlock/John, adult, not mine. Sherlock is bored, until John comes through the door.
Sherlock was bored.
He hadn't had an interesting case in weeks; the criminal population of London seemed to have been struck by dullness.
Then John walked through the door.
He didn't say a word, but his eyes were twinkling, and he had a delightful smirk on his face as he undid the zip on Sherlock's trousers. He drew Sherlock's cock out and began to caress it with skillful surgeon's fingers.
He slid back the foreskin and pressed his thumb against the frenulum. Then he made a circle with his other hand and began to stroke, and Sherlock wasn't bored anymore.
Sherlock was bored.
He hadn't had an interesting case in weeks; the criminal population of London seemed to have been struck by dullness.
Then John walked through the door.
He didn't say a word, but his eyes were twinkling, and he had a delightful smirk on his face as he undid the zip on Sherlock's trousers. He drew Sherlock's cock out and began to caress it with skillful surgeon's fingers.
He slid back the foreskin and pressed his thumb against the frenulum. Then he made a circle with his other hand and began to stroke, and Sherlock wasn't bored anymore.