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"So, I guess I should be heading back now." John said putting his glass down.
Dinner was done, drinks were giving a high and music was turned on. And so was John. But somehow Greg was playing shy. John was hell bent on teasing.
Greg choked on his last sip and looked at John wide eyed.
"You…You wanna go home?" He spluttered.
"Yeah!" John exclaimed with a serious expression.
"Oh." Greg said scratching his head. "I was thinking that you may…I may…we could…"
"Oh don't be ridiculous Greg!" John said standing up and adjusting his clothes.
Greg's face fell. John was having a hard time trying to supress his humour.
"We can't possibly walk home! It's too far from here."
"I didn't mean that." Greg said alarmed as John walked away to get his coat.
"Then?" John asked with a very serious expression.
Something in Greg's expression changed. The look told John clearly that his hoax was caught.
Biting his lips Greg started to come closer with a predatory look. John swooned. Oops! Should have remembered he's a detective.
The breath John released was caught by Greg, who stood millimetres apart. Suddenly he put an open mouthed, very wet and extremely warm kiss squarely on John's sternum. John's knees gave away and he had to hold Greg for support.
Greg nuzzled into John's sideburns and whispered in a concerned tone "hey, you don't seem so good. Maybe you should lie down for some time?"
John nodded like a puppet, completely under control of the master. Greg snaked an arm around the man's waist, holding him closer. He breathed John's smell from his throat to mouth, making him shiver.
For the first time in his life John was thankful that he had never been loved before. Then he would have had something to compare this with. Yes he had been with people, had sex with people, felt for people. But none of them had made love to him. He had never been so fully cherished. Greg knew how to love, how to show it and how to make someone his own, just by loving.
How do you feel when you learn that you have fallen for someone without any escape route, with no way to turn and leave. That you'd never be the same again? Do you feel sad? Helpless? Consumed?
John felt safe.
He knew he would wake up to see this man wrapped around him. He was sure, the ground beneath his feet had never felt so solid. Oblivion never felt so secure. He never felt so fearless to let himself go. Greg freed him.
When Greg looked, John looked. When Greg moved, John moved. When Greg closed his eyes, John closed his. When Greg let go, John let go too, feeling two strong arms holding him close to the safest place on earth. Greg.
Sherlock stood alone in his room, in dark, trying to drown out the thoughts of John being with another man.
"Are you sure you want to wait that long?" A familiar voice said from the dark.
"Yes, this needs time."