Fic: 221B - Come as no surprise

[anarion]

Title: Come as no surprise
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 264.




Previous 221b: As false as Cressida


Today's prompt: dream

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Come as no surprise


As soon as the door snaps shut behind them, John drops to his knees.

Sherlock is already hard in his bespoke trousers that leave delightfully little to the imagination and John leans forward to breathe through the soft material. The patch turns warm and wet and Sherlock’s head falls against the door with a soft thud.

John rubs the spot where Sherlock’s pre-cum is oozing through the material with his tongue and is surprised at how much more filthy it is to suck a man off through his trousers.

Sherlock moans softly and rolls his hips invitingly. John smiles and uses his teeth to nibble along the hard length until Sherlock’s hips stutter helplessly.

When Sherlock begins to urgently plead for more, something, anything, John places his open mouth over the head of Sherlock’s cock and starts sucking hard. Sherlock shouts something unintelligibly and grabs John’s head with both hands, desperately trying to find more friction.

John can hardly breath but somehow that doesn’t seem to matter. All that matters is Sherlock’s soft cries and his twitching cock under two layers of clothes until he comes fast and hard and completely without a warning. His knees give out only seconds later.

John feels rather smug because judging by the dreamy look on Sherlock’s face, he just managed to short out his brain.



Next 221b: Grey areas


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AN:
Today's prompt was 'dream'.

So I wrote this and then this. And then Atlin said, "John sucking Sherlock off through pants and trousers? I will buy you a pony if you write that."
So pay up, lady! :D
(Or give me one of those unicorns you've been breeding lately.)






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Comments

[atlinmerrick.livejournal.com]

I can neither give you a pony or a unicorn because you have pleasantly killed me and sent me to a heavenly place.

I'm about to walk from Angel down to Piccadilly and I am going to be imagining this the whole way. Thank you.

[anarion.livejournal.com]

*pfff* Next time I'm going to demand that you pay up front. *pouts*

You could try raining pretty men (naked preferably),chocolate and flapjacks down on me from your heavenly place. :D

[chocolamousse.livejournal.com]

Oh, I see, so to have ponies and unicorns from you people need to write porn? Because I wrote about aliens and a celeriac for you and all I had for the trouble taken is a bag of bloody frozen peas. I'm so gutted.
*looks West in a gutted way*
:D

[anarion.livejournal.com]

Excuse me? What are you complaining about? I didn't get anything, NOT EVEN A BAG OF FROZEN PEAS! I'm outraged!
*refuses to look West in an outraged way*

[chocolamousse.livejournal.com]

Don't be like that, you can have some of my peas if you want. But wait, now that I think about it she gave me these peas before I wrote this fic for her, not as a recompense. And now she's going all Sherlock and pretends she's dead in order to keep all her ponies and unicorns for herself. Do write a het 221B tomorrow, it'll serve her right. Or slash, but with Anderson.

[rox712.livejournal.com]

Eugh!! Chocola, that is disgusting!!

[chocolamousse.livejournal.com]

Yep. It's the intention.