s: “john, i neeeeed it”
j: “you actually know where i hide your cigarette, sherlock?!”
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excuse me but i enjoy drawing them on the sofa too much to stop… and realised i hadn’t really drawn them hugging recently, so here i drew the 3d sofa pic with them hugging tiiiightly :)
To be honest I’m not sure if this is anatomically possible but who gives a shit it’s adorable!
mirabilelectu:
How to seduce Sherlock Holmes.
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distinct bite marka larger version“John, have you seen my…”
The words trailed off into nothingness and the disgruntled rummaging through piles of clothing was stilled the moment that John shambled sleepily back into the bedroom. It suddenly did not matter one bit that Sherlock had only been able to wrap a too-small towel around himself after getting out of the shower this morning, or that his best dressing gown had mysteriously vanished from where he was absolutely positive he had left it. Because that dressing gown had found a home on the body of a very sleepy, very rumpled, entirely too delicious-looking to be allowed John Watson.
John yawned hugely around a tired smile, eyes still full of sleep and not quite focused on anything other than the steaming mug of coffee he was clutching for dear life. “Morning, love” he mumbled once the yawn finally ended, voice hoarse and raspy from disuse throughout the night and the activities it had been engaged in not a few hours ago. Just remembering the way John had shouted his name as Sherlock bit down on that tender neck was enough to drive him to utter distraction, and when combined with the soft drape of his bathrobe over the smaller man’s frame Sherlock found that his brain had simply ceased to function.
“You’re wearing my bathrobe.” At any other time Sherlock would have been mortified to hear the pathetically obvious words come out of his own mouth, but there were more important things to worry about right now. Like the fact that he could catch glimpses of a perfectly muscled chest underneath a robe that was falling open oh so temptingly, like the fact that the robe was falling open far past the chest now, like the fact that Sherlock needed to get his hands on John right now or he would positively explode.
Another smile crossed John’s face, less sleepy now and more wicked after hearing the strained note of Sherlock’s voice. “Problem?” he asked teasingly, stretching slightly and deliberately allowing the robe to fall open and show exactly how little he was wearing underneath it.
In an instant Sherlock had crossed the room to crowd into John’s space, pressing himself against the long expanse of flesh framed by blue silk. He snaked a hand out to catch the belt of the dressing gown and pull John in close, and the hitch in John’s breath that followed nearly drove him out of his mind. “It’s fucking distracting” he growled before nipping at John’s neck with a force that made his breath catch once more. Maybe if he gave the bastard another bite mark to match the one standing out red and livid on the other side of his neck he would learn his lesson about sending Sherlock’s mind spinning out of control this early in the morning.
But apparently the lesson was lost on John, as he simply chuckled and leaned into the bite and the gentle caress of tongue that followed, heart racing already underneath Sherlock’s lips and skin flushing hot with desire. He moaned gently as Sherlock bit once more, teeth catching on delicate flesh and breath ghosting over him with the promise of what exactly was to come. Sherlock pulled away slightly to press a trail of kisses and nibbles up John’s neck before nipping at his ear and whispering hoarsely “Take it off. Now.”
It was the work of a moment for the robe to slide to the floor in a gentle whisper of silk against bare flesh, and even less for it to be forgotten. The robe had done its job - now there were more important things that needed tending to.
The robe had done its job-now there were more important things that needed tending to.
I’m gonna die here.Let me die..
Thank you so much.This is beautiful.
*what are they going to do now.
I’ll post it one day.
