Chapter 38
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"John! Can you put sun cream on me?" Sherlock asked on the second day of their holiday. They were sat on the beach, both lying side-by-side on their towels.
"Of course. Where needs doing?" John asked.
"Oh, everywhere." Sherlock said with a hint of huskiness.
John couldn't help but smile slightly "Everywhere? Well, I'll see what I can do."
Sherlock grinned smugly, lay on his back, and let John cover his chest, abdomen, legs, arms, and face in sun cream.
"Turn over; I need to do your back." John said.
Sherlock turned and sighed as John's hands ran up and down his back, rubbing the oily substance into his skin.
"Mmm, nice." Sherlock commented.
"Good." John said.
"John?" Sherlock asked.
"Yes, my love?" John asked absent-mindedly.
"That child is staring at us." Sherlock said, his head lay looking out to the beach of people and there was a seven year old girl staring at them from here she sat in front of a sand castle.
"I can see." John said.
"Why?" Sherlock queried.
"Because I'm smothering sun tan lotion over you as a husband would do to a wife. Perhaps she isn't used to seeing two people of the same sex together." John said.
"Oh, okay, you're not bothered by her?" Sherlock asked.
"Of course not, she's only a child, she's just curious. Just this morning a Spanish boy, about four, was staring at me because I was speaking English, he looked so curious as to how and why I was speaking gobble-de-goop." John explained.
"Ahh, okay." Sherlock said, then after a few minutes he said "Would you like children in the future?"
"Yes, would you?" John asked.
"I think so. Yes, with you, I would." Sherlock said after thinking about it for a moment.
"Well, perhaps that's something we could do in the future. Adopt perhaps, or surrogacy, but we don't need to think about it for a while." John said, doing the bottom of Sherlock's back gently.
"Mmm, and after you've finished in the army. I'd like to raise a child or children with you, not with you absent for many months though." Sherlock said.
"That's fair, but as I said, we can talk about it some other time, yeah?" John asked, then bent low and kissed the back of his husband's neck.
"Yes." Sherlock nodded.
They spent another half an hour at the beach, went in the sea for a while, and got dunked by Harry too many times.
In the evening Sherlock was sat at the kitchen table after dinner, considering what to do this evening, when an idea struck him.
"John?" he called.
"Yeah?" John shouted from in the kitchen where he was washing up the plates with Harry.
"Can we go out together this evening?"
"Sure, what do you want to do?" John asked.
"That's a surprise!" Sherlock had a smile in his voice.
"Oh, alright then! But it better not involve some weird experiment with animal road-kill or something." John said firmly.
"It won't be, but that is a simply marvellous idea of a way to entertain myself this holiday! I think I saw a dead bird in the car park!" Sherlock had a gleeful tone to his voice and John sighed fondly.
Sherlock led John by the hand through the maze of houses at midnight, quickly reaching the locked gate of the community pool. He got out the lock-picking equipment he'd bought himself after Christmas and quickly unlocked the gate.
"Sherlock, no, we'll get caught!" John said sternly, realising they were going for a midnight swim.
"No we won't, everybody is asleep." Sherlock said quietly, closed the gate behind them, and he began stripping off, "Hurry up, strip." He said to John.
"Oh, don't you have our swimming trunks?" John asked.
"Of course not." Sherlock said, taking his trousers and pants off and putting his clothes in a pile in the corner.
"Sherlock! I am not going skinny dipping!" John exclaimed with wide-eyes.
"Oh, don't be so silly, John, I've seen it all before. It's going to be fun!" Sherlock grinned and jumped into the pool, surfacing with a smile.
"Oh, you mad man." John pursed his lips but after a moment began stripping as well until he was naked, he put his clothes on top of Sherlock's then ran and jumped into the pool just beside his husband.
Sherlock swam over to John and wrapped his arms around John's shoulders, John encircled Sherlock's waist with his arms and their bodies came together gracefully. John was giggling slightly and the ridiculousness of what they were doing.
Sherlock pressed a tender kiss to John's lips, then let go of John and backed away.
"Come and get me!" he grinned.
John laughed and swam after Sherlock, who was swimming as fast as he could.
John gave up after a few times of trying, he decidedly got out of the pool, walked around it to where Sherlock was, and he jumped in right next to it and grabbed him then followed that with a rough kiss. Sherlock smiled into the kiss and then dunked John under the water and climbed out of the pool.
"You tease!" John shouted once he was above-water.
Sherlock winked at John and sat at the edge of the pool, his legs dipped into the pool.
John swam over to him and rested his crossed arms on the stone of the pool-edge, and his chin on his arms.
"So, are you trying to seduce me, Mr Watson-Holmes?" John asked.
"I don't need to seduce you, John; I have fully seduced you in every way already." Sherlock smirked.
John chuckled "Prove it, then." he said, leaning up to go for a kiss.
Sherlock leant down and just before their lips met John pulled away and swam away.
"Who is the tease now?" Sherlock called after him and heard John chuckle.
Sherlock went back into the water and swam over to John "So, Mr Watson-Holmes" he said "Shall we return to our room? I'm feeling very horny now."
"Hmm… maybe I'm just not feeling seduced enough." John said.
"John, please!" Sherlock exclaimed.
John giggled "Come on then, Mr needy."
Sherlock let that comment slide and they climbed out, put their clothes on, and jogged back to the villa.