Advent Calender 2012 - December 6

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This is day 6 of the Advent calendar filled with little ficlets, brought to you by days_of_storm and me. We will post in rotation, so you get a story by me one day and one from her the next day, right up until Christmas.
Apart from the overall Christmasy theme we decided to take over from where the other left off in her chapter so that there will be one story in the end. Let's see how that works out.

A happy pre-Christmas season to all of you! :)



December 5 by the fabulous days_of_storm here




December 6


Sherlock knew that John would never agree to a blow job in the cab, not even a hand job, not while it was still light outside and the cab got stuck in traffic regularly so that people could look through the windows.

He moved his hand until it was resting on John’s thigh, a perfectly innocent place should someone peek into the cab, but still close enough so that he could run his little finger over the bulge. John bit his lip in an adorable attempt to hide his moan.

Sherlock looked straight ahead, seemingly uninterested in his companion. The driver was focused on the traffic and the light was indicating that he could not hear what was spoken in the back.

“Why do you punish me for something Mycroft did?”

“I’m not punishing you.”

“And what do you call this?”
“Foreplay.”

He moved his finger again, with a little more pressure this time and John dug his fingers into the seat.

“We will have to make a stop somewhere before seeing Mycroft. I really can’t go into his office like that. Although he will know that we had sex anyway. Sometimes I hate the two of you.”

“Hm.” Sherlock was a little distracted by the fact that John had just started to make small, unconscious movements with his hips, which in turn caused his own trousers to get rather tight.

The taxi stopped and a school class swarmed around the cab. John stilled and groaned – in slight panic, not arousal.

“Relax. To anyone but me you look completely normal.”

“Oh, and what do I look to you?”

“Ready to burst?”

“God, yes.”

The cab started moving again. As did Sherlock’s finger. And John’s hips.

“Please tell me you have a plan.”

“Don't I always?”



December 7

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AN: Ha, the porn is back!
Happy St. Nicholas Day! :D





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