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Uh, I wrote a foursome. Tags include: ×that’s a lot of penis ×You know this was probably Jack’s idea ×But John is into it ×This wasn’t part of the mission

Blue Eyes and Long Coats – Jack Harkness, Ianto Jones, Sherlock Holmes and John Watson are having a foursome.

teaser below the cut

This run to Cardiff for Mycroft was supposed to simple. Just gathering some things and hand carrying them back to London. What had actually happened was meeting Jack Harkness which had led to a few drinks with him and Ianto Jones and now the four of them were in Sherlock and John’s hotel room and Jack was thoroughly snogging Sherlock.

John looked at Ianto. “I’m not actually gay,” he said.

Ianto shrugged. “Neither am I. Just him.”

Sherlock moaned as Jack’s fingers unbuttoned his shirt.

“I know exactly what you mean,” said John, shaking his head and moving closer to the pair.

“Blue eyes and long coats,” muttered Ianto.

Jack raised his head and smiled. “Just going to watch?”

John regarded the Captain for a moment. Sherlock looked up at John and gave an encouraging look, running a hand down Jack’s thigh and squeezing his growing erection. Jack moaned and closed his eyes. Making up his mind, John quickly covered the space between and cupped Jack’s face, kissing him deeply. Jack held his hips, kissing him back expertly until John pulled away and came up for air. Sherlock was staring at him with awe and lust.

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I needed to write something short, smutty and fluffy, so here you go:

Wash Away the Bruises – Short post-case shower sex pwp.

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John sighed as the hot water struck his skin. Bits of blood swirled down the drain; not his. A bruise stained his right side where he’d taken the blow for Sherlock. At least they’d caught the bastard and he wouldn’t be hurting anyone else.

Still, he was tired and sore. The bathroom door opened and he smiled, letting the water run down his hair and face as he closed his eyes. Sherlock was almost silent as he stepped behind him. He rested a hand on his hip and kissed his shoulder.

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merindab:

So, I wrote a gunplay johnlock. Also some bondage. For reasons. I wish someone would make art of this… Teaser and link below the cut:

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I’m a just gonna reblog this for the not middle of the night people (well i was late for me)

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So, I wrote a gunplay johnlock. Also some bondage. For reasons. I wish someone would make art of this… Teaser and link below the cut:

“Bored,” muttered Sherlock, staring up at the ceiling. John grit his teeth. It had been far too long since a case. The weather outside was sleeting and cold, preventing him from taking a walk and making his knee ache a bit despite the roaring fire. Sherlock was laid out on the couch, fingers steepeled on his chest. The dressing gown was open, but at least he’d put on his pajama bottoms this time. “John,” he whined. “Bored.”

That was it. John got up from his computer and headed up to his room. He had an idea that Sherlock probably wasn’t expecting from him, but truth be told, it was something he’d half-wanted to try for a while. Sherlock was just as adventurous in the bedroom as he was in the rest of his life, but this wasn’t something they’d done before.

Taking his gun out of the drawer, John quickly emptied the clip and checked to make sure the chamber was empty. Then checked again after sliding the clip home. Breath coming shorter now, he peeled off his jumper, leaving himself in a white tshirt and jeans. He gave himself a short nod as he put the gun in the back of his waistband and went back downstairs.

Winter Boredom at Baker Street