Okay, so I wrote two smutfics today. This one is Mystrade and a bit inspired by that awesome gifset:
Midnight Touch – Mycroft’s been working too hard. Greg knows how to make him relax.
short teaser below the cut
Greg was one of the few people who could walk into Mycroft’s office without an invitation. Besides, it was nearly midnight and the office building was practically empty. The man was at his desk like usual, working on some paperwork. He barely looked up as the door opened. “What do you need, Gregory?”
“It’s almost midnight,” said Greg, walking towards him.
“I will hardly turn into a pumpkin.” Mycroft put his pen down. Greg could see the lines that said he’d barely been sleeping.
“Mycroft.” Greg put both hands on the desk and leaned over him.
The other man sighed and leaned back in his chair. “If I told you I have very important work to do would it matter?”
“Not one bit.” Stepping back, Greg started on the buttons of his shirt. Mycroft licked his lips as he watched him.