It’s after midnight here, so let’s say this one is for Penis Friday. It started as one thing and turned into another. If it’s not my best, I’m sorry.

Fruit Salad – Sherlock should never be allowed to suck the cherry off it’s stem

teaser below the cut:

John watched Sherlock sip soda through a straw. Whoever handed that straw to Sherlock Holmes should either be shot or given a medal. The detectives eyes were on the paper in front of him, but John was trying not to stare at the pout of his lips and failing miserably.

Licking his lips, John adjusted his erection under the table, glade for the distraction as the waitress brought then lunch.

Sherlock set down his cup. John pointedly picked up his fork and knife. Sherlock had ordered a fruit salad and John had to bite his lip as Sherlock picked up a cherry and sucked it off the stem.

John felt his face warm and reached for his water, gulping down the cold drink. When he looked at Sherlock again, the man was watching him, fingers steepled and tugging slightly at his bottom lip. “Everything all right, John?”

John didn’t trust himself to speak. Instead he shoved a forkful of food in his mouth and nodded with a smile.

Sherlock met his eyes and slowly slid a grape into his mouth, keeping Johns eyes locked on his

Johns fork stilled as Sherlock slowly ate another grape. He watched the man’s Adam’s apple bob as he swallowed.

Sherlock ate a piece of melon, then picked up another cherry. As he slid it into his mouth, he reached under the table and his foot touched Johns ankle. Johns knee jerked up, banging the underside of the table.