Title: Mine
Fandom:Sherlock BBC
Pairing:John/Sherlock
Rating:PG
Word Count:200
Notes: Written for prompt 36.) dark alley. Now I have to dash, I've got lab and I've got to put on my lab coat.
John was dating Sarah. Sherlock kept repeating this fact to himself, besides that, a relationship would be distracting and interfere with his work. John was dating Sarah, a boring, dull woman, who wouldn't give him the danger and excitement that John needed. A woman who didn't want a life of adventure and danger, and was therefore dull. A relationship would interfere with his work and John was dating Sarah.
Yet, John was here with him, had canceled yet another date with Sarah, in order to be at Sherlock's side as they tried to figure out who was poisoning certain diners at a sidewalk cafe. Sherlock called and John came. Would it always be so? Or one day would Sarah be the one who could call John away from Sherlock's side? One day, would John refuse his call?
Sherlock pinned John to the side of the wall, in the dark alleyway that they had been walking through.
"You are mine," he said.
He kissed John, possessively, roughly, and thoroughly. John did not push him away. John moaned into the kiss and added tongue. Sherlock took that as consent.
John was his. His John. Not Sarah's. His.
"Mine," he growled.