"Thank you." He grins, puffing up a bit, and sinks down next to her again. By now his tea is the perfect temperature, so he starts in on it, watching her hands as she works.
It's a very appealing picture. For just a moment Sherlock can't help but wonder whether they have enough time before John gets back to head into his room again, so he can taste her the way he'd wanted to earlier.
Which is, he reminds himself, a very nice thought but not a good idea necessarily.
"My brother and I used to quote Shakespeare backwards at one another on car trips," he says cheerfully, deliberately reaching for an un-sexy subject. Mycroft being the un-sexiest he can think of. "Drove our parents crazy."
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Date: 2017-02-20 02:43 am (UTC)It's a very appealing picture. For just a moment Sherlock can't help but wonder whether they have enough time before John gets back to head into his room again, so he can taste her the way he'd wanted to earlier.
Which is, he reminds himself, a very nice thought but not a good idea necessarily.
"My brother and I used to quote Shakespeare backwards at one another on car trips," he says cheerfully, deliberately reaching for an un-sexy subject. Mycroft being the un-sexiest he can think of. "Drove our parents crazy."