Dragonlocked 3

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No dragon can resist the fascination of riddling talk and of wasting time trying to understand it.

The Hobbit

They were silent for some time. Sherlock got up and brought over a couple of glasses with a nip of brandy in each.

"I think you may need this."

John held the golden liquid to the light, where it shone mellow and warm.

"John Watson at your service," he said, "I'm here for you now."

"You are, but there are no cases at the moment."

John sighed; hoping that was not all Sherlock needed him for. "You need to cut your nails or you'll end up scratching someone."

"Like you for example? It would be handy to scratch your back, if it needed scratching."

"Just cut them." John knocked back the brandy.

Over on the opposite chair, Sherlock's coat and a bejewelled waistcoat had been casually thrown. It was a rich eastern looking garment with diamond patterns, swirls and colourful gemstones sewn in "That's new," said John suspiciously. "Who gave it to you?"

"A gift from a grateful client, John," said Sherlock shrugging off his golden mantle and putting it on. "Do you like it?"

"Bit garish, but it somehow suits you," John said as the colours caught the firelight. It was very warm in the room and John was feeling a bit dizzy after the brandy.

He pulled off his cardigan much too quickly. Some of the brass buttons popped as he yanked the garment over his head and rolled on the floor. Unthinkingly he dived after them, chasing the glinting spheres as they fell away. Sherlock looked down at him scrabbling about. He rose to his full height, towering over him; his cheekbones seemed so sharp they cut the light. His eyes were glowing faintly, reflecting the orange fire. John could do nothing more than wonder at this being and looked up in trepidation. "You really are magnificent," he breathed, feeling rather embarrassed at unwittingly saying that out loud. Suddenly Sherlock laughed uproariously, his lips curling back to reveal his teeth. Then slowly, deliberately, he advanced towards the shorter man. John nervously edged away, his heart beating faster. He saw a talon-like hand extend clutching for him. He backed up against the couch, wondering briefly if he ought to dash behind it himself. Taking a ragged breath he looked up and swallowed. "What are you doing, Sherlock?"

"Just giving the old man a hand up," he laughed. "You are getting on towards 50 you know."

"Not for years!" John retorted, refusing his help. Moving the coat, he got up and sat on his chair.

"So tell me why you have Hamish - not that it's not good to see the little chap again; he is a small version of you."

"Why do you think?"

"You want custody."

"I don't want to lose custody. I'd like Hamish here as much as possible, if we do end up making the split." He sighed. "She says either I stop seeing you or we go our separate ways."

"So, it was a choice for you was it, stay safe with your wife in your little …"

"Hobbit hole?"

"If you must, or come on adventures with me."

"You only have to say it could be dangerous and I just can't resist," mused John.

"It would have been difficult for you to continue your marriage when you are forever at my beck and call. Since I returned, the cases have gradually begun to pick up and each time except the last you came with me."

"I couldn't leave you alone again, but she says she's had enough."

"Understandably, I have not had occasion to thank you for your loyalty before; I do now," Sherlock replied loftily.

"I'm obviously not going to stop seeing you."

"Glad to hear it my dear John."

"I … I can't give you up …"

"Of course not. Say here and give me the ring. "

"I need you."

"I do not comprehend this, you need what I can provide, I am however very glad of your company."

She says I'm … under your spell."

Sherlock looked curiously at him. After a moment he seemed satisfied, sat back and smiled wickedly.

"That's entirely possible, he said.

I may continue this so any suggestions to hobbit-sherlock comparisons ?