So apparently I’m watching Torchwood in 2 hours. The DVR didn’t record the one at 8pm central, it’s recording the one at 11. Oh well, I’ll watch in then, no biggie.
Oh look, I wrote another johnlock fic. This one is another first time fic:
Falling Out of Orbit – When John came home early from visiting family, the last thing he expected was to find Sherlock thinking of him this way.
It’s smut and then fluff. Teaser below the cut:
John sighed as he let himself into the flat. He was supposed to be gone all weekend, but a day with Harry was plenty. The comforting smells of Baker Street and the familiar steps eased the flare up in his knee as he made his way up to the flat, moving quietly as it was late and he didn’t want to wake Mrs. Hudson. His thoughts were on his own bed and he stifled a yawn as he opened the door to the flat. It was dark save the light from the street casting eerie shadows on the furniture. He shrugged out of his coat and hung it up, noticing Sherlock’s coat was in its place. Maybe Sherlock was asleep for once.
Turning down the hall, John headed for the bathroom, noticing Sherlock’s door open a crack. He put hand on the bathroom door handle when a low noise caught his attention. Frowning and knowing he was probably violating Sherlock’s privacy, John moved towards the door as quietly as he could. Not like Sherlock respected his privacy that much. Pushing the door just a bit wider, John stared at the sight before him.
Sherlock lay naked on his back, pale skin glowing faintly in the moonlight. His head tossed against the pillows, eyes screwed shut. One elegant hand was wrapped around his cock, stroking slowly. The other hand moved between the cleft of his cheeks. John blushed bright red and started backing up.
“John,” Sherlock moaned, freezing him in place.
Heart thumping against his chest, John closed his eyes and considered his options. He was home early, after all; no doubt Sherlock expected him back tomorrow. He could go on up to bed and pretend this never happened. He could hear Sherlock in the bedroom, shifting against the sheets and moaning quietly above the slick sounds his fingers were producing. The other choice, of course, was to go in and do something about the raging erection pressing against his jeans. There might be regret in the morning, but John had never been one to back down from a challenge.
Sometimes you’re writing, and a good line just fall out. I wrote this, then stopped and stared at it for a minute:
“Even if he hadn’t intended for John to see, he wanted him. And John wanted Sherlock just as badly. They’d been orbiting each other far too long, eventually gravity was going to take hold and drag them into a collision.”
(yes, I’m writing yet another Johnlock fic)
First Chapter of Heartbeats is Finished
spainkitty-mishassweetestkittles:
I was going to make it a long oneshot, but I really need to go to bed and a twoshot isn’t so bad, right?
Besides, I kinda like where I ended it. I do have a real ending in mind (and yes,a sonic screwdriver will make an appearance, he’s just very Hunter-y in this episode so far).
AKSDFJ;LAKSJ THIS IS SO GOOD AND PERFECT PLEASE WRITE MORE I NEED MORE EEK SO GOOD EVERYONE READ THIS BECAUSE IT’S PERFECTION AHHHH
