Fic: Underland (Sherlock Holmes / Neverwhere), PG-13 (14/17)

[crimson_adder]

Title: Underland
Author: crimson_adder
Fandoms: Sherlock Holmes (ACD) / Neverwhere (Gaiman!verse)
Rating: PG-13
Pairing / Characters: Holmes/Watson; Watson, Holmes, the rat-speakers
Word Count: ~ 2100
Summary: John Watson loses a bet, grants a favour, and finds himself in a world unlike anything he has ever seen before. Except for how it's all the same.
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[aunt_zelda]

Holmes let out a breath of air and set my bag on the ground, before arching his back in a long and bone-cracking stretch, not unlike that of a cat just waking. He turned his keen grey eyes to me and offered me a small smile, the corners of his thin lips just barely turned up. "Not quite the usual adventure, eh Watson?"
I laughed, because there was nothing else to do, and we sat together on the soft bed side by side. As soon as I was seated, Master Furredears leapt from my shoulder to the pillow and nuzzled into a tight ball of fur, his sides rising and falling. Holmes took my cane and propped it in the corner, and manoeuvred me around so that I was leaning against the wall with my bad leg in his lap.
This type of exchange was not entirely new - once or twice during the colder winters, on the worst days, and I suffered poorly from my old war injury, Holmes had worked the muscles in a deep-tissue massage to alleviate the worst of the cramps. Our recent intimacy however, meant that my face heated when he began the simplest of endeavours to remove my shoe and sock, paying no heed to the fact that they were still unpleasantly damp.
Awwwwwwwww! You deserve much better praise than that, but I'm not capable of giving it right now. Just, the intimacy of this, how they were and how they are now, and awwwwwwwwwwwww …

Then I took him in my arms and we slept as the dead sleep, wrapped around each other.
*squeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee*
Sometimes cuddling is all it takes to set me off. Sometimes I am really that easy to please. *squees all night*