I've read this three times now, and am, at last, ready to comment. I absolutely loved this. You sort of had me at hello, because fluffy hurt/comfort of the John and Sherlock variety my favourite kind of story. So 16,000 words of it and I'm anyone's.
But this exceeded all expectations. You have a real flair for description, with a real light touch of humour about your writing - some of your more inventive metaphors had me smirking wildly. And I really liked the interactions between John and Sherlock: both witty and credible - top marks. Whilst I struggle to believe that this is your first Sherlock fic - not accusing you of dishonesty, it's just so good! - its great to have such a talented writer in the fandom. I really hope to read more from you - especially if it involves that "tomorrow" finally coming... Thanks so much for writing and sharing this.
Thank you so much! I'm blushing here (*^_^*) Perhaps I'll try to write a sequel someday soon. This was definitely my first Sherlock fic, and it was supposed to be short, dang it. Just a few paragraphs sniffly john and cant-resist-poking-at-him sherlock, BUT IT GOT HUGE. So I'm a little apprehensive about starting another piece in case it also explodes. (>_>) Thanks again for reading and the critique! Made me all warm and fuzzy. Muchly appreciated!
“John,” Sherlock said softly against his skin, the low rumble of his voice vibrating down the whole length of John’s body. He shifted, as John tried to shrug off his weight, slim hips pressing John more firmly against the mattress. “You should realize by now that I only delete unnecessary information. That was,” Sherlock cocked his head, regarding John through heavy lidded eyes, “Very necessary information.”
Whuff! That was the start of some very sexy sexiness! :)
This was really quite fun and delightful. You did an excellent job of capturing Sherlock's droll and slightly sardonic turn of phrase and voice and John was so sweetly hopeless and hapless in all of this madness. I enjoyed reading this very much. Who knew Sherlock would be such a cock tease??? Getting John all worked up like that and then being all, "Whup, later, you're still sick!" Cruel, cruel man. Sexy, but cruel. ;)
Sherlock has never claimed to be nice ;) Part of me wonders if he didn't do that on purpose to annoy John. But it backfired and now he has to wait too! Glad the sexiness worked. I've never tried writing a scene like that before (>.>) Thanks for reading!
i just wanted to let you know that this was Brilliant! i loved the humour, honesty and the tone of this fic. you must write more Sherlock, because this was amazing. thank you for sharing x
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But this exceeded all expectations. You have a real flair for description, with a real light touch of humour about your writing - some of your more inventive metaphors had me smirking wildly. And I really liked the interactions between John and Sherlock: both witty and credible - top marks. Whilst I struggle to believe that this is your first Sherlock fic - not accusing you of dishonesty, it's just so good! - its great to have such a talented writer in the fandom. I really hope to read more from you - especially if it involves that "tomorrow" finally coming... Thanks so much for writing and sharing this.
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That, I think, has been the BEST stalker!Sherlock moment ever X3
This was wonderful and adorable! ^__^
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Whuff! That was the start of some very sexy sexiness! :)
This was really quite fun and delightful. You did an excellent job of capturing Sherlock's droll and slightly sardonic turn of phrase and voice and John was so sweetly hopeless and hapless in all of this madness. I enjoyed reading this very much. Who knew Sherlock would be such a cock tease??? Getting John all worked up like that and then being all, "Whup, later, you're still sick!" Cruel, cruel man. Sexy, but cruel. ;)
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