“John! Lestrade’s incompetence is showing again!”
“I don care.”
Sherlock crawled over the bed sheets until he was straddling John’s hips. He pulled the pillow off his lover’s face. John’s cheeks were flush and his eyes were watery. If Sherlock didn’t know better he would label John aroused. But he knew better. He dropped his lips to John’s
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