Advent Calender 2012 - Day 4
This is day 4 of the Advent calendar filled with little ficlets, brought to you by days_of_storm and me. We will post in rotation, so you get a story by me one day and one from her the next day, right up until Christmas.
Apart from the overall Christmasy theme we decided to take over from where the other left off in her chapter so that there will be one story in the end. Let's see how that works out.
A happy pre-Christmas season to all of you! :)
Day 3 by the fabulous days_of_storm here
Day 4
Sherlock picked up the phone and thought ‘Damn you, brother!’
The relationship of the two brothers was - if possible - even more complicated now than it had been before.
John would never learn to what extend Mycroft had helped Sherlock in his three year long absence, but Mycroft knew and Sherlock knew. That was enough.
Not that Mycroft would ever voice the fact that he had a strong hold on his younger brother now, but that didn’t discourage him from exploiting it whenever he could.
Sherlock was torn between hate, because he now owed Mycroft, and gratefulness, because Mycroft had not only supported and helped him with his mission, he had also supported and protected John.
“Please tell John to stop exciting you in a sexual manner. I can hear you pant. I need you to focus on what I say. This concerns national security.”
Sherlock forced his concentration from the very exciting prospect of John opening his belt back to the phone call.
“Since when do you trust me with that?”
“Do we have to do this now? I can send my men to fetch you, but it would be so much easier if you came on your own. We all have better things to do, don’t we?”
Sherlock heard the sneer in Mycroft’s voice and hung up without saying good bye.
John clearly had felt the change in his mood because he was already closing his belt again. Sherlock sighed inwardly.
“What did he say?”
“He wants me in his office now. Will you come with me?”
“Always.”
As they were walking down the stairs, John grinned at him. “You know, I had slightly different plans for this afternoon.”
Sherlock raised a suggestive eyebrow. “Why don’t you tell me about your plans in the cab?”
Day 5
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AN: I'm sorry that I ruined the porn. *hides*
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