Fic: 221B - Actions speak louder than words

[anarion]

Title: Actions speak louder than words
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 230.




Previous 221b: Iron out the kinks


Today's prompt: Parcel / Post / Mail

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Actions speak louder than words


“I feel like I should say something nice about your penis.”

The sentence ended in a yawn that stopped abruptly when Sherlock stepped through the doorway and discovered not only John in the living room, but Mrs Hudson as well.

Mrs Hudson made a small choked sound in her throat and her gaze automatically fell to John’s crotch.

John swallowed both the need to cover himself and say something like ‘My penis is fine, don’t worry’ and settled for glaring at Sherlock who was clearly surprised to see Mrs Hudson there.

“Mrs Hudson. Shouldn’t you be at lunch with Mrs Seaway? Elsewhere?”

“Sherlock, dear, you really need to watch your language. I just came upstairs because there was this parcel for you. I’ll leave you boys to it.”

She turned and left. John closed his eyes and groaned. Sherlock waited for him to let out an angry rant but instead John opened his eyes again and chuckled.

“You were going to say something nice about my penis?”

“I... well, last night was...”

“Good?”

“Amazing, actually.”

“That’s good to hear. Well, you could say something... Or you could just show me what you liked in particular. Mrs Hudson is out, so let’s go to bed and this time you don’t have to hold back on shouting my name in your beautiful baritone.”



Next 221b: Doppelgänger


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AN:
The prompt was 'Parcel / Post / Mail'.

Best answer to my question 'How do you have sex with an ant?': I think the answer is "carefully". Or, for scientific minds, "with a magnifying glass". *hahaha*








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Comments

[chocolamousse.livejournal.com]

And eventually Mrs Hudson was not the only one to come upstairs that day.
*sniggers shamelessly*

You don't tell us what Sherlock liked in particular. Well, you could say it... Or you could just show it. In a next 221B, let's say. Also, WHAT THE HELL IS IN THE PARCEL?

I think it's "I feel like I should say" and "Mrs Hudson made a small choked [or shocked] sound". Or maybe you created a new word to express both the choking and the shock? :D

Best answer to my question 'How do you have sex with an ant?': I think the answer is "carefully". Or, for scientific minds, "with a magnifying glass".
Hurrah! Did I win a cake? Did I win fluff? Did I win porn? :D

[verityburns.livejournal.com]

Oh, that was really well done - I could absolutely 'see' that playing out in my head, right down to Mrs Hudson's apparently disturbed (but actually hiding an internal giggle) expression.

Now if only I can get the next bit to play, I'll be a happy woman...


xxx

[atlinmerrick.livejournal.com]

“I feel like I should say something nice about your penis.”

The best opening line of a fic in the history of opening lines in a fic and that history goes from the distant past to now to the future of forever amen amen amen.

[rox712.livejournal.com]

My thoughts exactly! Standing ovations!!

[mycitruspocket.livejournal.com]

So I finally made a LJ account just to tell you properly how glorious this is, thank you!

Kat, who obviously isn't a silent reader anymore! ;)

[anarion.livejournal.com]

OMG, this is the best comment EVER! *flails*

You want to know why? Because I made my LJ account in 2010 to properly comment on Verity Burns' fic. And while I don't want to compare my writing with hers (that would be a bit presumptuous), this makes me insanely happy!
THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! <3

[anarion.livejournal.com]

Also, hi! :)

[mycitruspocket.livejournal.com]

Um...Hi! *blush*
Wow, what a crazy, random happenstance!
I'm glad that my comment made you this happy, because you're making me happy with your brilliant 221b's every day! So this is like giving somthing back for 234 happy days.
And because I also admire Verity's work, I totally understand your excitement.

[purrculier1.livejournal.com]

“I feel like I should say something nice about your penis.”
*Slow blink* This will always and forever be my favorite first line you have ever written. Forever, Gosh-darnit.

Mrs Hudson made a small choked sound in her throat and her gaze automatically fell to John’s crotch.
I feel for you Mrs. Hudson. And if envy is a bad thing I need to go sit in the corner 'cause I'm feeling that too.

"Well, you could say something...
And Anarion could write about it. *puppy eyes*
"Or you could just show me what you liked in particular."
And Anarion could write about it. What? it never hurts to beg ask.
At least tell us what was in the parcel?
Reading this was just too much fun though there are some details missing and you could write about it *broken record*. Thank You!

pssst '...but Mrs. Hudson as well.*Pantherpoop* now I'm thinking about staring at John's bu...
Edit, sorry distracted by John's bu... um, sorry

[random-nexus.livejournal.com]

John's obviously teaching Sherlock manners, if not proper application of them. Complimenting the penii when they've shown you a good time is quite polite. We all know what Mrs. Hudson will be talking about with her friend that day, though, eh?

*giggling*


EDIT: spelling oopsie. ;D

[anarion.livejournal.com]

Complimenting the penii when they've shown you a good time is quite polite.
It is indeed! *hahaha*

[laurtew.livejournal.com]

This should have come with a spew warning as the first time I read that first line I inhaled my water and spewed it at the screen. (Too much information?) But, damn woman, that was a beautiful first line. And I so can see him saying it all casual as he walks in. Love the end too. I very much adored this one.

[anarion.livejournal.com]

Let me tell you, you spewing at your screen is nothing compared to the things people start to tell you when you write porn. *hahaha*

Also, thank you very much! :)

[laurtew.livejournal.com]

Good glory on toast, woman! Are you trying to kill me? I had granola in my mouth when I read that and I about choked to death! (I'm still laughing over it though. Dear lord, do I want to know what people tell you they do to your stories???)

Anyway, thank you for the good laugh. :)