Fic: 221B - Neither Hide nor Hair

[anarion]

Title: Neither Hide nor Hair
Words: 221
Rating: PG-13
Pairings : Sherlock/John
Warnings: none
Disclaimer: Not mine.

Summary: ‘365 days of 221Bs’ challenge: a prompt a day, given by atlinmerrick.





Previous 221b: In Name Only


Today's prompt: hair

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Neither Hide nor Hair



John wanted to touch them from the first day on. Those dark, wild curls all over his new flatmate’s head.

Months before even Sherlock realised that there was more than friendship between them, John thought about running his fingers through Sherlock’s hair.

Weeks before John admitted that it was love and not just lust he felt, he dreamed about gripping those curls, pulling until that pale neck is stretched, and biting down.

Isn’t it ironic that when they finally have that angry sex John has also been fantasising about – Sherlock bent over the kitchen table, John’s fist in his hair, pulling him back up – it’s because Sherlock did that stupid thing and now doesn’t have any hair?

John grabs his neck instead and pushes him down and the rest of his fantasy plays out pretty much the same: Hard and fast thrusts, Sherlock pleading, trying to grab the table for counter-pressure, trying to touch himself, more thrusts, Sherlock shouting, Sherlock coming, John coming.

They end up on the floor (luckily Mrs Hudson has cleaned it a few days ago), sticky with sweat and come, but the anger is gone.

John’s heart is thinking about feeling guilty for it when Sherlock nudges him in the neck with his nose and whispers hoarsely “Let’s do this again when my hair has grown back.”







Next 221b: Don't Lay a Finger on Him


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AN:
Today's prompt was 'hair'.

This is kinda a sequel to Bad Hair Day


I apologise for not posting yesterday, that was a bad combination of a migraine and my internet dying. :(
Have some angry sex on the kitchen table as reparation. :D










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Comments

[tracionn.livejournal.com]

asdfghjkl That has to be my favourite. I probably said that before and might say it another 20 times over the days and posts to come but my my, I love this! Especially for the end - it's adorable and wonderful and in general simply aaaaaawwwww. Yes.

[anarion.livejournal.com]

Oh, a favourite! *beams*
So glad to hear that. I like this one very much too. :)

Thanks in bunches!

[auntiesuze.livejournal.com]

Mmmmmm...angry!sex. :) I agree with John - those curls just *beg* to be tousled/pulled.

Migraines suck. I hope you're feeling better!

[anarion.livejournal.com]

Feeling much better, thank you!

And hell yes to both the angry!sex and the hair tousling! :D

[chocolamousse.livejournal.com]

Is this your version of the Fall? Not posting anything for one day and making eveyone think, "Oh my God she must be dead! We are so alone and we owe her so many 221Bs"? Well this is mean and how could you do that and it's unacceptable and...
*reads Have some angry sex on the kitchen table as reparation*
Oh. All right, then.

John wanted to touch them from the first day on.
Oh yes. So do I.

John thought about running his fingers through Sherlock’s hair.
Aaaaah yesss. So do I.
*reads the angry sex scene*
GOD YES! SO DO... I mean, er... Well.

So, this is kind of the sequel to Bad Hair Day? I'm glad you tell us what happened after the dinner at Angelo's, there was a lacuna there. :D

“Let’s do this again when my hair has grown back.”
Yes, Anarion, please, do it again when his hair has grown back. You, er, you need to practise a lot for this kind of scene. *coughs*

Also I hope that you are better today. :-)

[anarion.livejournal.com]

This is most definitely a sequel to 'Bad Hair Day'! :D

We are so alone and we owe her so many 221Bs"?
HAHAHA! :D

GOD YES! SO DO... I mean, er... Well.
Who doesn't? ;)

And yes, much better. Thank you. <3

[rox712.livejournal.com]

Oh no, this is wrong on so many levels! You can't give us gifts like this because you felt bad and had no internet! Remeber Pavlov! We will start to wish things like that happen again to you! No no no no no!

This is just our daily 221b. Nothing happend, no reward at all. Freakin hot, but that's just anarion writing porn, as usual.

[anarion.livejournal.com]

Remeber Pavlov!
You are brilliant! *lol*
And yes. What was I thinking?

Freakin hot, but that's just anarion writing porn, as usual.
Let me love you! *smooches*

[atlinmerrick.livejournal.com]

Shit. Shit shit shit damn. I kid you not I was breathing fast by the time I got to John grabbing his neck. And the fact that the hair was gone — why does that make this like elevety times more...more?

Fucking hell this was 221 words of sexy.

[anarion.livejournal.com]

Shit. Shit shit shit damn... Fucking hell this was 221 words of sexy.

I'm going to kiss you now. Ok?
Thank you!

[atlinmerrick.livejournal.com]

I'm going to kiss you now. Ok?

I insist. Please.

[verityburns.livejournal.com]

Oh, I like the hair. And the table. The table is good. And the hair. Guh.

[anarion.livejournal.com]

Haha, I love this comment! <3

Thank you! :D