7 seconds part 2

John sat down at the desk across from Sherlock.

"Sherlock, are you okay? You've been acting strange lately, or, more strange than you usually are."

"John I'm fine, just uh….well bothered by the idiocy of this world."

"Sherlock, no, that's always bothered you but I mean today specifically.

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"Nothing is bothering me. I'm busy."

"Well….Okay then."

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"Now if you'll just go eat some jam or whatever you do when I'm preoccupied…"

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"But Sherlock….don't you want me to suck your dick?"

Sherlock almost fell out of his chair at those words.

"John, what?"

"You heard me! I said you don't have to be a dick about it."

Now Sherlock's mind was definitely playing tricks on him. He was clearly hearing things wrong. John didn't even say what Sherlock heard. Could his brain really being changing the words John's words like that? John would never say such sexual things out in the air like that. Or would he? Maybe John is part of the problem. I mean, Sherlock's only thinking erotic thoughts because of that one, possibly false, fact. John didn't mean to have his words twisted.

"John, stop, okay, please stop this."

"Stop, what? I'm not doing anything!"

"Stop saying such, such provocative things to me! If you want to have sexual relations with me then just be honest."

"Oh god Sherlock, no, what are you even talking about? First of all I told you I'm not gay, "

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"Second, I haven't said a single provocative thing to you ever, "

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"Or at least I think, and third well….well I- "

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"Who am I kidding…..I…..I want you, okay."

"Oh no, you're doing it. Right now. Do you hear yourself?"

"Sherlock no but I- "

"Damn it John, I don't want to hear it! Just stop talking!"

"Sherlock,….I just told you I wanted you and that's how you respond? "

"Wait…..what?"

"Sherlock, I love you, I want you, I know I've been denying but I can't keep it to myself any longer…but….if that's how you feel then, I'll just go somewhere, I'm sick of you, ugh."

John gets up to leave the flat, to blow of some steam Sherlock just boiled up. He didn't realize what was actually going on.

"John wait, wait, no, you don't understand. God, I did not expect you to say that."

What an unlucky day for Sherlock. He grabbed John's hand and turned him around to face him.

"John, I've been hearing things. I've been hearing words leave your mouth that aren't the words that you're truly speaking. Every 7 seconds, alright. Almost every damn 7 seconds…I didn't mean to yell at you like that."

John still appeared unamused.

"Well I take back what I said I….I think I was just speaking on some sort of weird instin-"

Sherlock interrupts John was a violent kiss forced upon his lips. He grabs John's head to make the kiss tighter. The kiss didn't stop until the sound of Ms. Hudson's light footsteps came from the kitchen. She came around the corner to see what they were up to.

"I heard yelling earlier, is everything alright between you two?"

John and Sherlock looked at each other then back to Ms. Hudson.

"We're fine."

"Yes, fine indeed."

Ms. Hudson smiled.

"Just wanted to make sure. And you two dearies can continue. Don't let me stop you."

As soon as she left, they both blushed with intensity and resumed their intimate kiss. Which, lasted far more than 7 seconds.