Nothing is mine, beta-read or Brit picked.
Sherlock couldn't move. It wasn't because he didn't want to move, he just...couldn't move. John sitting on Sherlock's lap didn't budge and neither could he.
The case required working in a sex club...necessitating the two of them to act as lovers...leading John to be dosed with a chemical that instantly aroused the wearer by the first person they saw.
Naturally, that was Sherlock.
Of course, Sherlock solved the case hours ago, opting not to tell John and instead gathering data about sexuality.
He did not expect John's reaction. And now he was stuck with an amorous John.
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