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Brother Watching	By : Leloi Category: S through Z > Sherlock (BBC) > Sherlock (BBC) Views: 2654 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Sherlock BBC or make any money from him or his universe... and they are fictional characters.

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Greg Lestrade leaned into Mycroft Holmes’ personal space, a rare pleasure reserved for when the two were alone. “You should know that your brother is seeing someone.”

Mycroft pulled away, his eyebrows raised but otherwise showing very little surprise for the detective inspector’s words. “You must be mistaken. My brother has no interest in seeing anyone.”

Lestrade smirked. “I know what I’ve seen… what details he’s let slip.”

“And what details are those?” Mycroft demanded as he lounged casually in his favored arm chair with a drink in his hand.

“Have you noticed how happy he’s been lately?”

Mycroft snorted and shook his head. “That is your evidence? I would know if my own brother was seeing someone. I have eyes and ears trained on him in constant surveillance. Happiness is your evidence?”

“I’ve know Sherlock Holmes for 10 years Mycroft… as long as I’ve known you. I’m telling you… he’s different. And it’s not just happiness. I caught him preening. PREENING! Like some stupid, lovesick teenager making sure he looked good. The question is… who for?”

“My brother has always been a little vain. He’s known since puberty that people find him… attractive. He usually preens when he wants something or to use that attraction against someone.”

“This is different. There’s been no one else around but the usual group and none of them even look at him.”

“Maybe he’s preening for you.” Mycroft smirked and reached out to touch Lestrade’s thigh… so close and yet so far. “He knows that you’re mine.”

Lestrade turned and knelt on the floor before Mycroft. “It’s not me. There’s other details too… he’s asked me about sex.”

“Sex?” Mycroft actually looked surprised. “What about sex?”

“He asked what sort of lubrication was best for sex. At first I thought he was teasing me because he made it a point to ask about you and our preferences.”

Mycroft nodded solemnly. “Sherlock knows that we’re in that sort of relationship…”

“Yesterday he asked me if it was normal for semen to taste sweet.”

Mycroft frowned. “Perhaps I should investigate my brother’s activities a little closer.”

Surveillance over the next week showed nothing different in Sherlock’s daily pattern and it bothered Mycroft as days passed without progress. Abducting John was no help… the military doctor was fiercely loyal to Sherlock’s privacy and refused to speak or play along with Mycroft’s games.

“He’s walking funny, Mycroft.” Lestrade had phoned Mycroft nine days after their previous conversation. Searching the CCTV footage Mycroft could see, indeed, that his brother’s swagger was a bit bow legged. It seemed his little brother was no longer a virgin. But who was he with? The CCTV footage only showed him after he left his flat. Sherlock never met up with anyone and just about all visitors to Baker Street were brief with no return guests.

Deciding he had enough with guessing, it was time to pay Sherlock a visit… Mycroft made his way to Baker Street and let himself into the flat. Entering the living room he heard strange noises originating from the direction of Sherlock’s bedroom. There were cries and moans. Cautiously Mycroft crept forward and opened the door to look into the bedroom.

Two people knelt in the bed, one behind the other and both naked. It took Mycroft a moment to realize he was looking at a very intimate moment. Both heads were bowed away from the door, making it hard to identify who they were.

“Harder! Oh God, yeah!” Sherlock cried out.

“Shh!” The other person hissed in an attempt to quiet Sherlock’s loud love making.

Mycroft coughed politely alerting the couple that they had company.

Sherlock sat up, nearly throwing off the blond man behind him. John caught his partner’s waist before he was tossed back onto the floor. Seeing Mycroft he turned his head away, hiding his face against Sherlock’s back. “Get out!” Sherlock snarled at his brother.

“It’s… John? But he’s…” The word ‘straight’ got caught in Mycroft’s throat as Sherlock threw a pillow at him.

“Out!” Sherlock growled.

Mycroft shut the door and listened, wondering if they would leave the bedroom to yell at him.

“So close, John… Please don’t stop.” Sherlock’s voice wafted through the door.

“But your brother…” John started, obviously upset by the interruption.

“You’re too worried about what everyone else thinks…” Sherlock murmured, “I’m yours, John Watson… so take me.” His cries renewed themselves, rhythmically, loudly.

A few minutes later John’s cry joined Sherlock’s and then there was silence. “I love you.” John’s voice stated quietly. It was almost too quiet for Mycroft to hear.

“Sleep, love.” Sherlock replied. Footsteps approached the door and it swung open to reveal a rather angry looking Sherlock wearing a dressing gown. Poking Mycroft in the chest he shoved the other man away as he shut the bedroom door and stormed into the living room. “You have no right to come in here and… and you have no right!”

“I was concerned.”

“About what?” Sherlock demanded.

“I didn’t know it was John…”

“You didn’t even ask!” Sherlock replied. “What did you do? Watch my every move around town to see who I was fucking? That is the conclusion you came to, right? That I was fucking someone?”

The bedroom door opened and John stepped out wearing an old t-shirt and sweatpants. His face was red with embarrassment.

Sherlock immediately turned to his partner, changing his demeanor. “You should be resting. Your cold…”

“Tea, Mycroft?” John asked with a sigh as if he hadn’t just been caught with his dick wedged into the other man’s brother. “I’m making tea.”

Sherlock assessed his lover and gave a subtle nod. “Thanks.”

John reached out and patted Sherlock’s side as he passed into the kitchen. “Play nice.”

“Don’t I always?” Sherlock mumbled teasingly before returning his attention to Mycroft. “You could have ASKED instead of barging in like you own the place.”

“You would have told me?”

“I would have told you to mind your own business.” Sherlock replied, sitting in his chair and glaring up at the elder Holmes. “Besides… you had absolutely NO CLUE who I was with?”

“You don’t leave the flat except on business… or with John.”

“Or with John…” Sherlock echoed as if the answer was obvious.

Said man entered the living room, passing out mugs of tea.

“It was the whole ‘not gay’ thing that threw me.” Mycroft admitted.

John flushed red as he sat in his own chair, mug half raised to his lips. “Well I’m not gay… not really.”

Mycroft stared at the doctor. “That wasn’t you I just saw…”

“That was me.” John admitted. “But I’m only that way for Sherlock. I’ve given him everything. My life… my soul… my body.”

Sherlock sat with a pleased smirk on his face, nose to his tea.

Mycroft stared at his brother for a long moment, weighing John’s words. Finally he set his own mug down and stood. “Make sure he eats. And make sure that he phones Mummy every once in a while. She worries about him.”

“Will do.” John replied, taking a sip of tea.

Mycroft stood expectantly before John who set down his mug to stand before the elder Holmes. Mycroft shook his hand. “Welcome to the family, Doctor.”

“You’re kidding, right?” John chuckled.

“You deflowered my brother, Dr. John Watson. I am far from kidding.” Mycroft turned to smile at Sherlock. “Invite me to the wedding.”

Sherlock waved Mycroft off as the elder Holmes left the flat.

John turned to stare at Sherlock as the door closed. “What wedding?”

“Ours.” Sherlock chuckled, knowing Mycroft was still within earshot. “Now you’ve done it, John Watson… dedicating your life, soul and body to me in front of my brother. He’ll hold you to that.”

Mycroft smiled as he left Baker Street. The doctor was a very good mating match for his brother. He couldn’t wait to tell Mummy.

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