Day 2! Sorry, still no porn, just Sherlock being seductive...
Day 2: Hot Chocolate
John set a mug down on the table next to Sherlock, who had been sitting on the couch, motionless for 3 hours. John presumed that he was in his mind palace and should not be disturbed, but thought he would like something warm to drink whilst he was immersed in his thoughts.
About 5 minutes after John had sat down and opened his newspaper, Sherlock reached over and took a sip out of the mug.
And proceeded to spit it out all over himself.
"What the hell is that?" Sherlock asked.
John looked up from his paper, shocked. "It's hot chocolate."
"Why would you make hot chocolate? I thought it was tea!"
"It's almost Christmas. I thought it would be nice to have some hot chocolate."
"You always make tea, though," Sherlock almost whined.
"I know I do! Just drink it! It's actually quite good."
"Now you've broken my concentration" Sherlock complained, timidly taking a sip from his mug. "And now I have to change my clothes."
"And whose fault is that?" John asked, taking a sip from his own mug.
Sherlock just glared at him, but the glare quickly turned into a suppressed smile.
"What?" John asked.
"You have—You— Come here." Sherlock said, leaning on the edge of the couch.
John scooted to the edge of his seat, and Sherlock wiped a line of whip cream off of John's upper lip off with his thumb. Sherlock brought his thumb up to his mouth and sucked the whip cream off while staring John dead in the eyes.
John felt a sudden rush of heat in his crotch, and Sherlock stood abruptly. "I'm going to go change, " He said, turning and walking towards his room.
"Do you need any help with that?" John asked.
"I might" Sherlock said over his shoulder, walking out of the room.
John jumped out of his chair and raced after him.