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I would like to read about them making love in an intimate and physical way, no less intense and satisfying because they aren't feeling sexual attraction for each other.
It doesn't matter if it's snuggling, bathing together, massages, kink or whatever you would like to write.
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Anyway Raynedrops home page is http://www.fanfiction.net/u/580107/Rayndrop
The story is:
The Important Bit http://www.fanfiction.net/s/7220137/1/The_Important_Bit
And my last request is if anyone who sees this like the storys pleae leave reviews for the authors when you read.
Hope this is helpful,
Rairakku
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Also on ao3 for those of us who prefer reading there. http://archiveofourown.org/series/7346
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Thanks for the info
Rairakku
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Lestrade does punch Sherlock when he finds out he’s alive. Sherlock looks so shocked, holding a tissue to his bloody nose, that John cannot stop himself from bursting into laughter. Sherlock glares at him from around the tissue.
“You won’t mind if I find myself less amused,” he snaps.
John wipes his eyes, still giggling. “Don’t mind me.”
Sherlock is still glaring reproachfully.
“Oh, cut that out,” John says, taking the tissue and dabbing at his nose. “Look, not even bleeding anymore.”
He tosses the tissue into a trash can, takes Sherlock’s hand, the one that isn’t all bloodied up, and brushes a fond kiss across the knuckles. Lestrade raises his eyebrows, but doesn’t comment.
They don’t let go until they’re back in Baker Street. The whole cab ride home they both catch themselves shooting glances at their hands and grinning. By sheer chance, they never do so at the same time, and never realize they are thinking the exact same thought for only the second time in their lives so far.
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It happens at the breakfast table, as quietly as it began.
“Pass me the jam, would you?” John says.
Sherlock does so. As he hands the jar to John, their fingers touch briefly, John catches his eye, and they both smile. As John is spreading the jam over his toast, Sherlock shakes open the newspaper and chuckles to himself.
“What’s gotten you all pleased, then?” John asks.
“Nothing,” says Sherlock.
John shakes his head. “You are absurd, you know that? Categorically absurd.”
Sherlock grins. John smiles back.
After the one hundredth time they simultaneously realize they are in love, it doesn’t bear mentioning anymore.
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