Fic: 221B - Timing isn't everything (except when it is)

[anarion]

Title: Timing isn't everything (except when it is)
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 atlinmerrick. Day 220.




Previous 221b: The great pretender


Today's prompt: timing

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Timing isn't everything (except when it is)


He started interrogating people just rescued from a hostage-taking, he praised the cleverness of the kidnapper standing next to the victim’s sister and announced the husband’s affair with the wife’s best friend right after Lestrade had told her about his death.

He was not sensitive to people’s pain or state of weakness when he was focused on finding the truth and getting to the bottom of things. It wasn’t that he didn’t care, mostly he didn’t understand. He and John had had several conversations about it and once John had realised that Sherlock often actually could not tell he stopped being angry. Most of the time it was enough for him to remind Sherlock by saying ‘Sherlock, timing!’ and Sherlock would back off a little.

Lestrade once shook his head and sadly said “Really Sherlock, you have no concept of good timing.”

That was not entirely true, only Lestrade couldn’t know that.

There was one scenario where Sherlock cared about good timing: simultaneous orgasms. He often managed to keep himself or John balancing that fine line until they would both come together. John hadn’t had as many simultaneous orgasms in his whole life than in his first year with Sherlock.

But while he has his moments (that only John benefits from), most of the time Sherlock’s timing is indeed extremely bad.



Next 221b: Truth is stranger than fiction


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AN:
The prompt was 'timing'. ;)

So, tell me about the kinks you think this Sherlock in this verse might have! It's for science. ;)
*waves to Verity*







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Comments

[sabrinaphynn.livejournal.com]

Ah, bad timing... Like asking someone who is adopted about finding their "real" parents - in front of the people who raised her since she was six weeks old?
(oh wait- yeah, that would be my husband. Brilliant, but sometimes dear GOD! Stupid... I knew better when I was four, for heavens sake... )
But you were asking about kinks, darling. Sorry... I shall think on it.

Actually, how about being woken up in an amorous manner? Always works for Sir Tactless... (TMI, certainly, but.. Hey.. )
Personal fave- outside with moonlight, preferably with some old fertile ritual meaning attatched. I'm Salem born, I can't help being a bit of a witch! ;-)