Author's Note: You won't be able to tell, from the order I've posted my fics on ff dot net, but this is my very first 221B! After seeing everyone else's, I thought I'd try my hand! It was really good, actually, a nice challenge. And it gave me somewhere to stop, rather than rambling on and on and on and...
Feedback welcome! :D
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"Again." Sherlock demanded, drawing an astounded look from John.
"This can't be healthy!" John protested. "You're insatiable!"
"Ye-es," Sherlock drawled, stretching luxuriously across the couch. "But think, John, how much less you have to do to...entertain me, now that we have this."
John huffed in reluctant assent. It was true; the gadget did diminish the effort he had to put in, but Sherlock could just as easily take care of matters himself!
"You'll drain the batteries," John warned, waving the device in a chastising manner.
Sherlock, naturally, took absolutely no notice. "You can always buy me more at the shop. Especially since you have to go there today to get more milk."
It took all his willpower, but somehow John resisted the urge to immediately address Sherlock's attitude. Sure, he would brave the cold to get milk, but batteries? Sherlock could get off his spoilt arse for once.
Speaking of spoilt arses... John licked his lips unconsciously at the tantalising glimpse just below the hem of Sherlock's dressing gown. They were comfortable enough together (especially now) to merit lazy nudity inside the flat, but it was actually more of a tease for Sherlock to be partly clothed, than not at all.
"Stop daydreaming, John." Sherlock ordered impatiently, and made grabbing motions with his hands, prompting John to deliver the Game Boy.