FILL: Nothing-Upon-Nowhere (1/?)
anonymous
May 7 2011, 13:54:51 UTC
Right. I'm afraid I rather missed the lake portion of the prompt, and substituted a river, but they're still in a boat. Hope you don't mind.
When Sherlock first brought up the idea, and later dragged John out to some tiny cottage in Nothing-Upon-Nowhere, he had assumed, as one does whenever in the presence of Sherlock Holmes’ odd behaviour, that it had been for some case or other. After two days of peering cautiously out the window and looking over his shoulder whenever he went outside, John realised that he had missed something vitally important about the nature of their stay
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FILL: Nothing-Upon-Nowhere (3/?)
anonymous
May 7 2011, 13:59:01 UTC
“It’s perfectly sound. The only reason it sank was because Mycroft is an idiot and tried to get more speed out of it than it’s capable of delivering.” Sherlock shifted where he lie, rocking his hips obscenely as he drifted further down to the floor of the boat
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FILL: Nothing-Upon-Nowhere (4/?)
anonymous
May 7 2011, 14:00:15 UTC
Sherlock managed to separate himself from John to work his free hand between them, clumsily trying to pry apart his own zip. As he pulled free his own member from his trousers, he tried to sit up, pushing against John to move him. The boat rocked in the water enough to splash, and out of instinct, John tightened his grip on Sherlock and tried to make himself as close to the floor as possible. He pressed his whole body against Sherlock and dug short fingernails into skin. This only drove Sherlock further on, and with a tight grip on John’s hip, he pressed himself against John. Exhaling heavily against John’s neck, Sherlock’s lazy hip-rocking became more intense and needy, turning into jerky thrusts
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FILL: Nothing-Upon-Nowhere (5/5)
anonymous
May 7 2011, 14:01:12 UTC
His entire body tensed and he came with a noise somewhere between a shout and a whine before letting his full weight fall back down onto Sherlock. The two lie on the bottom of the boat, panting heavily and sticky. Sherlock managed to work his hand out from between the two of them and tried to dip it into the water to give it the appearance of cleanliness, but the angle made getting his arm over the edge impossible
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Oh, the lake wasn't so important. I'm glad you made it a river instead, made the story better! :D
the sort of middle-of-nowhere village that creepy death cults and space aliens like to overrun Haha. Also love what John said he learned from Doctor Who.
This fic gave me a vacation feeling *happy sigh*. I loved demanding Sherlock and annoyed John.
all the grace of a new-born giraffe Hee.
And then the wonderfully detailed porn. I love everything about this fill.
NB: Everyone who seconds this is required to make a boat or ship comment. You know you want to.
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Ah, well, as they say, ship happens.
Which, to a beautiful, but loooooong story short, is my way of saying SECONDED!
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*slinks out apologetically*
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Humm - Mycroft sees penises - lucky Mycroft
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When Sherlock first brought up the idea, and later dragged John out to some tiny cottage in Nothing-Upon-Nowhere, he had assumed, as one does whenever in the presence of Sherlock Holmes’ odd behaviour, that it had been for some case or other. After two days of peering cautiously out the window and looking over his shoulder whenever he went outside, John realised that he had missed something vitally important about the nature of their stay ( ... )
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the sort of middle-of-nowhere village that creepy death cults and space aliens like to overrun
Haha. Also love what John said he learned from Doctor Who.
This fic gave me a vacation feeling *happy sigh*. I loved demanding Sherlock and annoyed John.
all the grace of a new-born giraffe
Hee.
And then the wonderfully detailed porn. I love everything about this fill.
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