Advent Calendar 2012 - December 22
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anarionThis is day 22 of the Advent calendar filled with little ficlets, brought to you by
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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 21 by the fabulous days_of_storm here
December 22
“I’ve been thinking about Christmas.”
Oh dear Lord. John was pretty sure that he was going to need frozen peas to survive that conversation (the ice was already gone).
“Stop right there. Let me get the frozen peas.”
He wrapped the frozen peas into a towel, walked back into the living room, dropped down into his arm chair and placed the cooling aid over his groin. Sherlock made a chocked off sound and stared at the now covered area of John’s body.
“Sherlock?”
“Hm? Oh, yes. I’ve been thinking about Christmas.”
Great. He was repeating himself. Clear sign for no blood circulation in the brain. Obviously because all the blood had decided to take permanent residence down south. He sighed.
John was looking at him expectantly. And a little worried.
“I decided that I’d like you to fuck me. I want to feel you come inside me.”
John closed his eyes and focused on his breathing. No one mentioned the fact that he might have been secretly humping the frozen peas for a few seconds. He opened his eyes again.
“Bedroom!”
He got up, took Sherlock’s hand and pulled him into the bedroom. He did however not let go of the frozen peas.
“Strip.”
“John... I don’t think this is wise.”
“No probably not wise given out current state. But necessary. I won’t have the patience to prepare you sufficiently on Christmas. So you’ll have to do it yourself. Starting today.”
“This is the sexual act for today? What about you?”
“Oh, I’ll watch and wank.”
He sat down on the only chair in the room but left the peas in place until Sherlock had searched the bedside table for lube, stripped and positioned himself on the bed.
He was not so secretly humping the half-melted bag of peas as Sherlock pushed a first finger in, dropped the peas and shoved his hand in his pants when Sherlock pushed in number two and was incredibly relieved when Sherlock had to stop with finger number three because he couldn’t take the stimulation any more.
Sherlock had dropped flat on his back, limbs sprawled out, and he was gulping down huge amounts of air with every breath, it almost sounded like he was sobbing.
John reapplied the bag of peas to his groin despite the fact that the peas were more or less complete defrosted and rather mushy by now.
“You all right?”
“No.”
“Do you want the peas?”
“Yes, please.”
December 21
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AN: I know you can feel second-hand embarrassment. Can you feel second-hand sexual frustration? Because I'm pretty sure you can. *bites into a pillow*
Thank God it's only two more days. And then: ORGASMS! *yay*
The frozen peas are a humble nod towards the lovely
atlinmerrick! :D.
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Date: 2012-12-22 11:26 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-12-22 11:44 am (UTC)Just saying.
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Date: 2012-12-22 01:56 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-12-22 11:47 am (UTC)Also yes yes yes you can suffer second-hand sexual frustration. Isn't that the nature of reading porn sometimes? At least until you toddle off to your bunk.
"Cooling aid"....*teehee*
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Date: 2012-12-22 07:05 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-12-23 10:24 am (UTC)Do realize the things those peas could see for us? DO YOU?
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Date: 2012-12-23 06:07 pm (UTC)*checks*
Oh my God. Could the peas be given cameras please? Thank you.
A PEA (trying to focus the image): Okay. Now, Sherlock, could you please hold us a little bit farther because this close-up is a tad confusing... There. Perfect. Oh God. This is... Wow. Sorry, I think I've just melt a bit here...
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Date: 2012-12-22 11:47 am (UTC)And I love the phrase 'watch and wank' - sounds like a great slogan for a variety of websites I've absolutely never heard of :D
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Date: 2012-12-22 02:19 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-12-22 06:58 pm (UTC)JUST SHUT UP AND STRIP!
*knows nothing about feeling second-hand sexual frustration. Really.*
He was not so secretly humping the half-melted bag of peas
If I were the peas I think I'd be half-melted too.
*pictures herself in the bag of peas' position*
*blushes*
the peas were more or less complete defrosted and rather mushy by now
It makes me think of John in yesterday's 221B, after his stay in frozen water and his consequent amazing orgasm in front of the fireplace: complete defrosted and rather mushy.
*guffaws shamelessly*
I shouldn't guffaw, it's a sexual frustration scene. For God's sake why do they torture themselves like that? Why do you torture them like that?
And why is it so hot?Doesn't your evilness know any limit? It's not humane! It's not normal, even for them! Even for you! *sobs*Can you feel second-hand sexual frustration?
Absolutely not.
*smashes her laptop*
Maybe I'm not normal either because I notice typos despite my second-hand sexual frustration. :D I think it's "a cho
cked off sound" and "given our current state. :-)no subject
Date: 2012-12-22 08:10 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-12-22 09:06 pm (UTC)“No.”
“Do you want the peas?”
“Yes, please.”"
Ack, the frustration!!!!!!!!!!
Hurry up please (you and them!).