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The Red Snow	By : orceena Category: S through Z > Sherlock Holmes (2009) > Sherlock Holmes (2009) Views: 2450 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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John couldn’t wait to feel the water on his backside. After being lead into the bathroom, John sauntered over to the sink to rinse his face and clean out his mouth. The horrible sting from his nostrils remained, but it didn't bother him so much any more. He didn't know what he wanted at this moment, but a hot bath did sound good. John felt his whole body go numb and he remained still swaying. He didn't feel like moving. He started wishing that the bath water would come to him. Sherlock approached him in silence taking note of his behavior. John just stared into space his mind an empty wasteland. He stood rigid as Sherlock undressed him. He remained quiet, eyes half open.
“I told you too much to drink didn’t suit you, doctor,” Sherlock said as he began pulling John out of his leggings. John just snickered at him. He couldn’t remember the last time he gotten that drunk before. His stag party – well, sort of – maybe. But nevertheless, he did. He gotten drunk, gotten sick, and now he was being tended to for once. He didn’t care, though. His mind was gone, lost in the seas of sorrow and regret. All he wanted was his wife to be alright again. If he had it his way, she would still be alive and smiling. Damn, she had a beautiful smile. He would have even made love to her that night. Maybe if he had gotten home sooner, or maybe he should've never gone into work at all that day. If he didn't, this wouldn't have happened and everything would be alright.
“Bastard,” John whispered as he closed his eyes. The jeer was meant for Sherlock, but now he wasn't so sure any more. He was now fully naked in front Sherlock and he didn’t care. Hell he could be standing in front of the window naked and he wouldn’t care. Maybe he should. Maybe he should go do that. Why the hell not. No one could tell John Watson what to do any more. Why shouldn't he -
“John?”
“Yes, Sherlock?” John had started rocking and smiling lost in his happy thoughts.
“Are you feeling alright?” It was a stupid question, but John knew what he meant.
“I’ve never felt better, old boy,” John replied with a sarcastic glee. He giggled a little.
Sherlock sighed. He knew this would start sooner or later. The coping mechanism rears its ugly head in many different ways.
“Are you ready?” Sherlock asked leading him to step into the bath. John sighed at the hot feeling as he carefully stepped into the tub holding onto Sherlock’s arms. He slowly sat till his chest hit the water and sighed again. Sweet bliss; just what he needed. Sherlock stood to leave.
“Aren’t you joining me?” John asked holding him with his arm till Sherlock was eye level with him again.
“I do not need a bath, my dear fellow.”
“But I insist that you join me, sir.”
“Watson-”
“I insist, Holmes,” John leaned in closer till they were nose to nose. Sherlock swallowed. John was going mad. “Please, Holmes. Don’t leave me alone.”
Sherlock held his breath as he searched John’s eyes. John was sincerely pleading with his friend. He’s seen John naked plenty of times. Hell, John has seen him naked plenty of times, but never have they made unnecessary physical contact with one another while being so. The thought made him blush a little bit. Finally, Sherlock released his breath and blinked his still dry eyes.
“Alright,” he told the doctor.
John released his friend and sighed happily. Sherlock stood and started undressing. He paused when he reached his trousers.
“What’s wrong, Sherlock?” John lifted a brow and titled his head as he asked.
“Huh? Oh, um…I ah-” Sherlock tried, but couldn’t find the words.
“You can’t possibly be embarrassed, old boy,” John said dryly.
Sherlock cursed himself for being this self conscious, but he couldn't allow John to see him like this.
"John, if you could...just close your eyes till I get in behind you. I'm afraid I have an....er, issue."
John cocked his head and snorted a laugh. "Really Holmes. Why would I care about that at all? Have you forgotten? I. Am. A. Doctor. Do you know how many male patients I've seen concerning their phalluses?"
"Yes, well, we've never touched as such before. And I must admit, I'm not feeling all that...well, I just feel that it would help me if you would..."
John closed his eyes as he lifted his hand in an understanding gesture. "Alright, alright. You win. See? My eyes are closed. Now get in here. It's growing cold without you." He smiled as he teased his friend. He knew Holmes was blushing. He shifted forward in the tub as Sherlock slipped in behind him.
"Lean back, dear fellow," Sherlock said in a low tone. John obeyed still keeping his promise as he scooted backwards hitting Sherlock's hard chest. John shifted his hips slightly forward giving Holmes as much personal space as he needed not wanting to make this an even more uncomfortable experience than it already was. Indeed, Sherlock was being asked to step out of his comfort zone by this simple humanly gesture, but John needed his dearest friend right now. Probably more than he's ever realized. It took the death of his wife to understand just how much he needed Sherlock. John scolded himself at that thought. He loved his wife with all of his heart, that was for certain. Yet, he had an intimate fascination with Holmes. He loved the man like he was his brother, but...there was something else there as well. Something more. Something like, if he had to choose how many lovers he would ever want his entire life, Holmes would be one of his choices. And, it did not disgust him in the slightest. He has been with this man through hell and back more times then he could count. Holmes was a male in every sense of the word, but he would be the best lover John would ever know. He was his best friend, his brother, now it was time to up the ante. If Sherlock agreed with him, of course.
John snuggled against Sherlock's lithe body inhaling his scents while listening to the man's heart beat. He slowly raised his hand to caress Holmes' chest with his fingers delicately playing with the man's chest. Sherlock remained motionless as he held his breath not wanting to distract John's movements.
"How come we've never slept together, Sherlock?" John boldly stated.
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