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Porn Advent Calendar: December 2, 2011
Never say John doesn’t try. Because John tries. He always does. Some things he’d do well to not try but you know what? He fucking tries them anyway because that’s damn well what Johns do.
This particular try was a Christmas card photo. Mind you, John’s sent out Christmas cards exactly never so that the urge struck was surprise one. The fact that Sherlock agreed to pose for a photo? Surprise two. Surprise three? There was no surprise three because John saw it coming a mile off.
And it was The Face. The Puss. The you-lot-are-idiots moue of discontent. Look at the photo. Are you looking? That picture? It does not exactly resonate with jingle bells, does it?
"Sorry."
John dumped the cards on the coffee table. Frowned down at them. “No you’re not. You didn’t even pretend to smile. You look like my uncomfortable prom date.”
Sherlock glanced at the scattered cards. “I do.” He grinned sly. “Well, I had better do what prom dates do, then. The good ones anyway.”
Sherlock rose. Slinking from sofa to where John stood not two metres away Sherlock managed to strip off most of his clothes. Why he did that John wasn’t sure, because what the tall man did next was go to his knees, unbuckle, unbutton, and unzip. And then Sherlock proceeded to um, ring John’s jingle bells. Hard.
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Spike65’s prompt: Christmas cards. Photo prompt Random-Nexus. These tiny December fics prompted by pics or ideas you send to atlin.merrick@yahoo.com or via my Tumblr. Thank you!

Porn Advent Calendar: December 2, 2011

Never say John doesn’t try. Because John tries. He always does. Some things he’d do well to not try but you know what? He fucking tries them anyway because that’s damn well what Johns do.

This particular try was a Christmas card photo. Mind you, John’s sent out Christmas cards exactly never so that the urge struck was surprise one. The fact that Sherlock agreed to pose for a photo? Surprise two. Surprise three? There was no surprise three because John saw it coming a mile off.

And it was The Face. The Puss. The you-lot-are-idiots moue of discontent. Look at the photo. Are you looking? That picture? It does not exactly resonate with jingle bells, does it?

"Sorry."

John dumped the cards on the coffee table. Frowned down at them. “No you’re not. You didn’t even pretend to smile. You look like my uncomfortable prom date.”

Sherlock glanced at the scattered cards. “I do.” He grinned sly. “Well, I had better do what prom dates do, then. The good ones anyway.”

Sherlock rose. Slinking from sofa to where John stood not two metres away Sherlock managed to strip off most of his clothes. Why he did that John wasn’t sure, because what the tall man did next was go to his knees, unbuckle, unbutton, and unzip. And then Sherlock proceeded to um, ring John’s jingle bells. Hard.

Previous: December 1 | Next: December 3

Spike65’s prompt: Christmas cards. Photo prompt Random-Nexus. These tiny December fics prompted by pics or ideas you send to atlin.merrick@yahoo.com or via my Tumblr. Thank you!

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