Teacher, Teacher
anonymous
May 17 2011, 09:04:11 UTC
Mr. Holmes moves his finger again, stretching John at the same time as deliberately searching for something.
And he’s good at that searching, because he most definitively hits something. Oh. God. John can’t help the way his hips rise into that hand, trying to press the finger farther, harder against whatever that is
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I'm glad I could hit your kinks so well, anon! In real life battleship I almost never win (that damn patrol boat escapes me every damn time) so I'm going to use this review as proof that I have some Battleship skills. Thank you very much for taking the time to review.
I'm so glad you liked, as it's your work that hit me over the head with the plot-punny that demanded to be typed out at three-o'-clock in the morning with only one contact because I couldn't find my glasses.
I am very sorry to have broken your brain--NOT! *cackles*
I'm so very glad you enjoyed this, and I am beyond thrilled to see that you rec'd me for Sunday Recday! I was scrolling down that page, and then it was like:"Hey, waitaminute, that sounds familiar." And then the squeeing started. Thank you.
Re: Teacher, TeacherstickstockstoneMay 21 2011, 19:14:04 UTC
*stares* *clears throat* *wipes away drool*
Well. Goodness. This is thoroughly excellent. I've had my fingers crossed forever for a older!Sherlock/younger!John fic, and holy moly did you deliver, you fine anon you.
I think of love every bit of this fic, but my favorite parts were the fact that aggressively-seductive-teacher-Sherlock is just lying in wait for John, even learning about his past sexual exploits (or lack thereof)- “Did she touch you here? I know there’s been no one before her.” And that he couldn't make himself wait anymore was just delicious.
I love this John, too, initially so fearful and hesitant before he just lets go. This is definitely a new favorite of mine.
And he’s good at that searching, because he most definitively hits something. Oh. God. John can’t help the way his hips rise into that hand, trying to press the finger farther, harder against whatever that is ( ... )
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Oh well, he got fabulous sex out of it, so I suppose he can't complain,;)
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Oh, well done. If I didn't mention that bit.
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*author anon does happy dance*
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And the begging. MY GOD THE BEGGING, it broke my braiiinnnn.
Let me add my voice to the clamor calling for a sequel. <3
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I'm so very glad you enjoyed this, and I am beyond thrilled to see that you rec'd me for Sunday Recday! I was scrolling down that page, and then it was like:"Hey, waitaminute, that sounds familiar." And then the squeeing started. Thank you.
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Well. Goodness. This is thoroughly excellent. I've had my fingers crossed forever for a older!Sherlock/younger!John fic, and holy moly did you deliver, you fine anon you.
I think of love every bit of this fic, but my favorite parts were the fact that aggressively-seductive-teacher-Sherlock is just lying in wait for John, even learning about his past sexual exploits (or lack thereof)- “Did she touch you here? I know there’s been no one before her.” And that he couldn't make himself wait anymore was just delicious.
I love this John, too, initially so fearful and hesitant before he just lets go. This is definitely a new favorite of mine.
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