Loving a Genius

by TapTapAlways

This is the generally requested sequel to "A Portrait of a Genius" and "A Johnlock Christmas", set before the very last paragraph of the first story, and tell the tale of when our two boys start to consider getting wed after almost two years' of engagement.

21. Epilogue

This marks the end of "Loving a Genius" - I very much hope you have all enjoyed it. This is the third part of the Quadrology of the "Genius"-verse and the fourth is called "My Sherlock" and is a Christmas special. Part one of the series is called "Portrait of a Genius" and the second part is called "Christmas with a Genius". All recognisable content still belongs to its respective owners. I mean absolutely no copyright infringement with this series and do not in any way claim to own anything but my own plot and fluff.

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John did not want to open his eyes, afraid to find that he had merely been dreaming, but finally he had to, only to find Sherlock draped around him still, not wearing any clothes at all for a change, and concluded that last night had, indeed, been real.

The doctor ran a gentle hand across the slim shoulders so conveniently close this morning, and tried to catch his breath at the sheer wonder of getting to wake up like this. Sherlock and him would be getting married in four days' time, and last night, they had finally made love together for the very first time.

John had it always known that it might take a while to get there, as Sherlock not only was very reserved, but had his scars as well, but that had never mattered much to him. He wanted nothing more than much time to try with Sherlock, after all.

But now it had happened, and it had been magical. Awkward and a little nervous, certainly, but it could only grow better with time, and having that time was all he had ever asked for, after all, he decided as Sherlock slowly blinked himself awake, not moving his head, (or arm, or leg) away from John.

"John? Is... everything alright?" John could not help but smile softly at the familar insecurity which Sherlock only ever displayed when it came to their relationship. Maybe it was that Sherlock was not always very good with emotion, or perhaps it was simply because it was so very important to him. That John was so important to him, like Sherlock was to John. "More than alright" he shifted ever so slightly to be able to press a kiss to Sherlock's naked skin, and there really wasn't much movement needed to do so. "Everything is perfect".