10. The danger

Two days later, Sherlock was looking into his microscope when John arrived home from surgery. He felt a satisfying kiss on his nape followed by a 'Hello, how was your day?' He smiled and replied, 'Very productive. I reviewed the past couple of days and realised something... very interesting.'

'Oh? And what was it?'

Sherlock turned away from his work and looked at John, amusement showing on his face. 'That night, while I was running, I kept seeing you and your face as you had stepped into the light. At that time that had convinced me you desired what Jamie had to offer.'

John flushed a bit, uncertain of where this was going. Sherlock stood up, the barely contained smile still playing on his lips. 'Only now I realise what your reaction meant. It was a reaction to me.' He stepped in closer, the annoying smug smirk teasing him. 'Your face, your eyes, your body, they were all a reaction to me.' He wrapped his finger around John's belt loop and pulled. 'More specifically, you reacted to my display of violence for you. You liked the danger you saw in me.' John swallowed, kept his head low and looked up, his forehead crinkling. Sherlock chuckled, wrapping his arms around John's waist. 'So, my brave war hero, the strong soldier, the hardened doctor, enjoyed being the damsel in distress for a change, having your "honour" defended by me, seeing me fighting for you.'

'Shut up, Sherlock,' said a delightfully crimson John.

Sherlock's laughter bubbled in his throat through his closed lips. He bent down to whisper in John's ear, in the tone he now knew was a sure way to elicit the most delicious reactions from him. 'I'm sure we can find ways to use this knowledge to our... advantage.'

J+S

A/Notes: Sorry, no smut (ostensibly the site doesn't allow it...). But for those of you who were wondering about what happened to Jamie, he was all right. He and John remained good friends, which made Sherlock very jealous from time to time. You can imagine (oh, I know you can) what such jealousy led to on such occasions (not that John was complaining). Then one day, Jamie met the love of his life, a blond professional cyclist from Switzerland. They fell madly in love and he moved to Zurich, which left Sherlock very pleased and smug indeed.

Hope you liked both kissing scenes, I was pretty happy with the way they turned out.

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