The thought occurs to Sherlock that he should ask John if he needs any help, but that has never really been his way, so instead, he gives John a kiss, and nuzzle on the neck, then goes to sit down at the table, putting a bit of what was already there on his plate.
He's never been much of an eater either, but something about the fact that JOHN cooked it makes him take more than he usually would.
That of course, and the fact that they'd shagged like rabbits the night before- that can arouse an appetite, along with.. other things.
Sherlock shook his head. They had a lot to do. He couldnt' be thinking about sex the first thing in the morning.
Of course, being naked in the kitchen with your lover doesn't really do much to curtail those thoughts, so he he tried to think about the trials ahead, to push his thoughts, and libido, elsewhere.
It seemed to work.. at least partially.
"Where do we start, John?" He asked, spearing a forkful of eggs.
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
no subject
Date: 2019-02-05 06:53 pm (UTC)He's never been much of an eater either, but something about the fact that JOHN cooked it makes him take more than he usually would.
That of course, and the fact that they'd shagged like rabbits the night before- that can arouse an appetite, along with.. other things.
Sherlock shook his head. They had a lot to do. He couldnt' be thinking about sex the first thing in the morning.
Of course, being naked in the kitchen with your lover doesn't really do much to curtail those thoughts, so he he tried to think about the trials ahead, to push his thoughts, and libido, elsewhere.
It seemed to work.. at least partially.
"Where do we start, John?" He asked, spearing a forkful of eggs.