Advent Calendar 2012 - December 16

[anarion]

This is day 16 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 15 by the fabulous days_of_storm here




December 16


The next two weeks had been filled with three cases and there had been barely time to sleep and eat in-between. On the third Sunday in Advent two had been solved and the third was about to be wrapped up, which is why Sherlock, John, Lestrade and Molly all were at the morgue on a day you'd rather spend with friends, biscuits and candlelight. Well, except when you're Sherlock.

While Lestrade and Sherlock were going over some details, John chatted with Molly.

A few minutes later Lestrade went to fill out the paperwork and Sherlock joined John and Molly. They were discussing Christmas it seemed.

“Sherlock, John and I were just discussing Christmas.”

“Yes, obviously.”

“Sherlock.” John was the only one who managed to say his name and made him feel the kick against his shin at the same time without actually kicking him.

“So, um... do you have... plans?”

Sherlock did.

“Nothing special,” he said and grinned that special smile at Molly that for some reason made everyone uncomfortable except John, and Molly promptly made a choked off sound and dropped her clipboard.

When they were walking home half an hour later John asked, “What was that about?”

“Why? Do you have plans?”

“No. I thought we'd spend a quiet evening together.”

Sherlock was absolutely down with that plan. Well, except for the quiet part.

“John, I have an experiment I need your help with.”

“That sounds ominous.”

“I'm certain you will enjoy it in the end.”

“I rarely enjoy your experiments.”

“It's of sexual nature.”

“Oh. In this case I'm all ears.”

“We are going to engage in sexual activities every day until Christmas...”

“I'm enjoying it already.”

“... without actually climaxing.”

“Or not.”

“The climax we will experience on Christmas should make up for any discomfort felt on the days leading up to it. What do you say?”





December 17

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AN: Thank you, cyclotomic_72, for dropping the words 'Christmas climax' into my lap! :D





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Comments

[chocolamousse.livejournal.com]

On the third Sunday in Advent
But it's today! Ah, I like when it happens "in real time", like in last year's calendar.

Well, except when you're Sherlock.
Sherlock spends it with friends, corpses and case files. Your mileage may vary.

Sherlock did.
Aha! Porn, I suppose?

Well, except for the quiet part.
Porn indeed. Good.

“Oh. In this case I'm all ears.”
Well, I hope he's not all ears. I know he has a hearing kink, with Sherlock's voice and everything, but still...

What do you say?
I say this is torture! I know about delayed gratification but... Do you realise Christmas is in NINE days? God you weren't joking with this "orgasm denial" tag. You monster. Look at my icon. It's John's face now.
*thinks a bit*
On the other hand, it may be torture for Sherlock and John but it should be a joy for us. Especially if you go on with this "real time" thing. Porn every day! :D