"Greg"
"Sometimes I really hate Sherlock Holmes," Greg Lestrade muttered. He groaned as Phil dug his thumbs harder into the arch of his foot. "God, you're good at that."
"Practise," Phil said.
"Y'know what he did today?"
"Accused a mall Santa of shop-lifting."
"Yeah. He's a right Scrooge."
"And after I spent the night relaxing you? He's undone all my good work."
"Well, bollocks," Greg said, eyeing him. "I suppose you'll just have to 'relax' me all over again."
"Sounds fun," Phil said. He grinned. "Your ex-wife doesn't know what she's missing."
"And aren't you glad about that, sweetheart?"
"Oh yes."
These stories are getting slightly more lascivious as we go. I'll try to tone it down a bit, to keep within the rating. (And try to remember to make the stories Christmassy, which I forgot with Gabriel. Hmm.) But Lestrade definitely needs some lovin' after his wife ran off with the gym teacher. Well, we presume they split up by season three. I hope so, anyway.
Could we please have a crossover between Marvel and Sherlock? Please? (Y'know, aside from Dr. Strange…)