That One Time | By : IDontKnowWhatImDoing Category: S through Z > Sherlock (BBC) > Sherlock (BBC) Views: 3087 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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That one time they bought a new sofa.
"John just pick one already"
"Sherlock please..." "We've been shopping for 2 hours and 12 minutes. Just pick a bloody sofa." "...please just shut up." Huffing loudly Sherlock sat in a chair and glared at him. 2 hours and 12 minutes of nothing but bitching and moaning. John regretted asking Sherlock to help pick out a new couch 5 minutes after they walked into the first store. Sherlock had glanced at the first one he saw and said "That will do. Get it and let's go." John, having the nerve to say he wanted to look around more, caused Sherlock to have his first fit. And only got worse. By the third store John gave up trying to explain why he was being 'so damn picky'. John couldn't imagine why he had ever thought it would be fun to go furniture shopping with Sherlock."I'm almost done here then there's just one more store I want to go to."
Sherlock jumped out of the chair. "Oh no. No! No, this is the last store you're dragging me to." "One more store than lunch." Stamping his foot like a child he yelled. "NO!" "Fine!" John being as childish as Sherlock stomped off. He heard another grumpy huff as Sherlock followed him. When he got to the next section another hapless salesperson came over to see if they needed assistance. Before John could warn him to run away Sherlock saw him. With venom he sneered at the poor man. "We don't need any god damn help. John here doesn't know what the hell he wants so there is no point in asking." "Sherlock!" Snapping at him now "What?" "Stop scaring the salespeople." "Well it's true." "I know what I want. I just haven't found it yet." He stabbed his finger at the sofa in front of them. "What is wrong with this one?" "It doesn't look comfortable." "It looks bloody fine." "And it's yellow and purple. It's ugly." "Christ John it's a sofa who cares what it looks like." Losing his tempter John did one of those things that unintentionally shifts the mood. Unintentionally reminding Sherlock just why they were buying a new sofa in the first place. "Well it won't fit your god damn long legs." He turned around to storm off to the next section when hands suddenly grabbed him and threw on to the sofa. "Sherlock what the hell?" Ready to go off on a rant his mouth just fell open and hung there. Sherlock was standing over him and oh god he had that look. That sexy smile, those lusty eyes, a 'I'm going to make you forget all about looking for any more damn sofas' look. Sherlock licked his lips and grinned wickedly. Before John could get up and run to wherever that clerk had taken off to, Sherlock pushed him back down climbed uptop of him. "Get off. Get….sodding off me." He tried to squirm away as Sherlock slid up the length of his body. Very quickly, since John was only halfheartedly trying to stop him, they were fully laid out on the couch with Sherlock completely on top of him. Leaning down Sherlock licked his neck. "Oh my god.." Sherlock started grinding his hips and with that perfect voice made John forget all about looking for any more damn sofas. "It looks like my long legs fit just fine." "oh..fuck.." John turned his head while Sherlock nuzzled into his neck, licking and biting. In doing so he saw the salesman Sherlock had just scared off staring wide-eyed, mouth gaping about 20 feet away. "Sherlock...get off...me." Ignoring him as usual Sherlock reached between them and started stroking his cock through his jeans. John closed his eyes and moaned, rocking up into Sherlock's hand. No thoughts of sofas, no thoughts of being in a the middle of a furniture stores, nothing but his hard cock getting stroked while Sherlock continued to bite at his neck. Unfortunately the sales rep had finally gotten up the nerve to approach them and was politely clearing his throat. That snapped John's mind back and his eyes open looking right at the red-faced salesman. He tried to buck Sherlock off him. "Sherlock...get off..Fuck sake...Get up!" One more nip at his neck Sherlock finally replied. "Are we done shopping now?" "Yes...yes..ok..." Sherlock sat up, now straddling John and gave one more small thrust of his hips making John moan again. Without looking at the blushing salesman Sherlock gave John a devilish grin. "We'll take this one."While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
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