Quick little red pants fic. Crossdressing, for both of them. Hope you folks like it. (This one ended up not being smut, I know, shocking).
It’s For a Case – John and Sherlock must both dress as women to infiltrate a club.
Loosely tied to A Smudge Of Red Lipstick. Teaser below the cut.
This is utterly ridiculous,” said John, staring at himself in the mirror. The lacy red panties cupped his arse as the high cut accentuated his hips.
“It’s for a case,” called Sherlock from the next room. With a sigh John picked up the matching red bra and got it on. He tugged the dress over his head and went back to the mirror, uncertain as he settled the blonde wig on his head. At least the wig had a short, if feminine, haircut. It was very strange, looking at himself in the mirror and seeing this.
Sherlock came elegantly into the room as if he wore heels every day, makeup case in his hand. “Sit on the bed,” he told John.
John sat down, smoothing the dress nervously as Sherlock opened the case. He closed his eyes as Sherlock worked, feeling the makeup applied with all of his usual care and grace. “I’m done,” he said with Sherly’s voice. John opened his eyes and blinked as he looked into the mirror. Well, not the most attractive woman in the world, but if the club was dark he’d be okay. There was the rustle of paper as Sherly opened a shoebox and pulled out a pair of ludicrous red heels. She slipped them onto John’s feet. “There you go, Joanne.”
