I'm not sure exactly how to categorize this fic. Oenology 101 disguised as porn? Or the other way around? It was inspired by an article in Wine Spectator about new South American Pinot noirs. “Full mouthfeel, luscious and luxurious on the tongue”? Yeah, we know what you’re really talking about. I haven't gotten around to the porny bit yet, but I'm
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I loved the descriptive bits, although I'm not entirely sure John would get into it quite so fast (if anything, the progression of that seems to go backwards. He starts very detailed in his internal observations but then starts second-guessing, and gets distracted). Honestly, I don't know much about wine either, so this fic left me wanting more of Mycroft's education. I much prefer one-on-one teaching. :)
I also really enjoyed the sexual tension here. Everything is heightened: the nervousness that a date brings on, the sensuous nature of tasting wine, the looks the two keep giving each other. It's all good, and I don't feel the overwhelming urge to see it completed with some smut.
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