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anarion ([personal profile] anarion) wrote2012-10-06 08:07 pm

Fic: 221B - Desires are nourished by delays



Title: Desires are nourished by delays
Words: a 221B has 221 words and ends with a b-word
Rating: PG-13
Pairings : Sherlock/John
Warnings: none
Disclaimer: Not mine.

Summary: ‘365 days of 221Bs’ challenge: a prompt a day, given by [livejournal.com profile] atlinmerrick.






Previous 221b: Good intentions


Today's prompt: ash

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Desires are nourished by delays


He’s on fire and if John doesn't do something soon, he will probably spontaneously combust.

John wouldn’t do something though because after their first night just lying next to each other, the combination of agitation, not sleeping and not eating in three days caused Sherlock to throw up in the bathroom. John was there immediately, asking what was wrong, and Sherlock, annoyed with his body, said, “It’s nothing.”

Busy brushing his teeth he didn’t notice John go tense for a second or look at him, eyes going soft.

Nothing happened after that. John made him breakfast and asked if he had slept last night. Sherlock negated, which caused John to smile and suggest going back to bed.

“Let’s take it slow. I just want to hold you and kiss you and go to sleep next to you.”

Apparently he meant ‘live celibate’.


Every night they kiss but when things are about to get serious, John says goodnight and goes to sleep, leaving Sherlock lying there, arousal burning in his veins.

He wants, but he doesn’t know how to ask for it. It’s frustrating.

He gets up and stretches, his shirt riding up, and John makes a soft noise that transforms the fire into a conflagration. He meets John’s gaze, blazing with desire, and the blond man smiles and quietly says, “Bed.”




Next 221b: The morning after


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AN:
Today's prompt was 'ash'.

You know ash - fire - burning - desire. Logical, right?







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[identity profile] chocolamousse.livejournal.com 2012-10-06 06:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Desires are nourished by delays
I suppose this is your motto as regards Taken?
*looks daggers at you*

John wouldn’t do something though because after their first night just lying next to each other, the combination of agitation, not sleeping and not eating in three days caused Sherlock to throw up in the bathroom.
Well, that kind of kills the mood indeed.

“Let’s take it slow. I just want to hold you and kiss you and go to sleep next to you.”
Because he's afraid he could overwhelm Sherlock? That's why he went tense for a second? (I want to be sure I understand properly! :D)

He wants, but he doesn’t know how to ask for it. It’s frustrating.
And so Sherlock.

Well, now it only remains for you to tell us about their real first night. ;-)

I think it's "John made him breakfast and asked if he had slept last night." And I think the "talking about a deadly disease (no one has it though)" warning is not relevant today. Unless you talk about love. But in this case I think that both Sherlock and John have it. ;-)

[identity profile] anarion.livejournal.com 2012-10-06 07:01 pm (UTC)(link)
And there she goes, fucking up my word count again... ;)
You're right. Thanks!


Because he's afraid he could overwhelm Sherlock?
Yes. Wait, what did you think? Should I rephrase it?

tell us about their real first night.
Tell you? Can't you hear them? Sherlock can be quite vocal. *ahem*

[identity profile] chocolamousse.livejournal.com 2012-10-06 07:20 pm (UTC)(link)
No no no, don't rephrase it, it's quite clear. It's just John going tense for a second who made wonder if I hadn't missed something. I see angst in all your fics now, and you're the only one to blame. :D