(Kinda wish Nintendo chose something a little more discrete than leopard print for their uniforms. I can just FORESEE the kind of fanart that's going to be made about them, although that was about unavoidable. Don't get me wrong, they actually look kinda good and it could have definitely been worse, but holy shit do I have a bad feeling. Omg the official design for the new Rival Octoling just dropped and MY GOD. > рџЋ© jeeves & wooster au | johnlocked рџЋ© <<<< Pulling John, laughing, down into the sheets.

Sherlock shifted into the pile of pillows, nearer '. 'to decline any amorous invitations, insinuations or proposals in future. 'Make a note, John,' He replied after an incredibly soft, incredibly sweet kiss. 'Anything, Watson! Anything! Say the word!' Sherlock had never looked more contented in his life. 'I say, Holmes?' John asked shyly when they were lying at last, still. They raced off to the bedroom together to get plenty of practice in. Sprawled as they were against the cushions. John left them both breathless from the exertion and it took several minutes for either to be able to speak.

Neither wishing to be half-hearted about the endeavour! Then their whole bodies getting involved. Looking a bit stunned and surprised and abso-bloody-lutely-delighted!!! Sherlock flushed and gasped and caught onto John as he regained his balance. 'Fantastic! Superb! Do it again?' Sherlock bent forward, but John stepped up and swooped him back for a kiss this time. 'Did you really like it, Holmes?!' John beamed. 'Excellent, Watson!' He exclaimed, grabbing John by the shoulders and spinning him around. ' John stretched a little and readied his lips, before applying a more vigorous application of kisses. John cleared his throat, but Sherlock simply leaned forward more. Sherlock's eyes remained closed for half a minute. ' John stepped forward, and taking Sherlock's face in his hands - placed a gentle, mayhaps. 'That is correct Watson,' Sherlock took on a somber expression and came closer so that John could indeed, do the deed! 'Sir?' John clarified, stepping forward, 'You want me?. 'ME! Watson! Me!!! How else am I to learn?' Sherlock looked the epitome of innocence!

'And who would I be kissing?' He felt it best to be cautious. He was like a caged leopard! 'it is imperative!' 'Yes, Watson!' Sherlock spun around, his robe swirling with the fluid movements. 'Am-mhm-I?' John flushed, 'a good kisser, sir?' Here he pounced from the table, landing directly in front of John, and asking earnestly, 'are you a good kisser?' This appears to be of a request of an amorous nature!' 'Watson! I have here correspondence from the Marchioness of Canterbury,' he looked over at John and noticed his puzzled expression, 'she requests my presence at her estate this weekend, and judging by the hearts and the alarming shade of lipstick she has applied to the envelope. Sherlock had just perched himself upon said table and took a bold stance. John took it upon himself to clear away the tea things before he came back around. At one point crossing over a table and narrowly avoiding the tea service! Weaving in and out between stacks of books in various states of search. Sherlock was in fact, in the middle of pacing about it a most haphazard manner. He knew better than to rush Sherlock while he was thinking. 'Then I am your man!' John stood at attention, awaiting further instructions. Setting aside the aformentioned article and securing the iron, before following the sound of Sherlock's voice to it's source. 'Simply pressing your trousers, Holmes?' John answered from the other room. 'Watson! I say, do you have time for an experiment?' Fake fic title for you - Excellent, Watson!

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