Into the Night - AU - Locked to seaweed_writes

[ihadabadday]

Sex sold. It could be seen in marketing for businesses across all sorts of industries.

And for John Watson, his business was booming.

He worked out of a club in London that catered to certain... Tastes. Men and women who looked to dominate someone sexually. Some would look down on a man having that job, scoffing. Sex work was legal though. But those who were interested in BDSM, found sex workers to be lacking.

John was sitting at a bar at the club he usually worked out of, nursing a soda. He rarely drank when he was working, preferring to stay sober.

He looked around the room, seeing if there was anyone who caught his interest tonight.

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[seaweed_writes]

Sherlock made sure that he kept his touches light, not light enough to tickle, but not hard enough to really get down to the nerves buries deep. As much as it was tempting, he was so close, he kept his hands off of John's perineum and arse.

When he had given the area a thorough work through, he continued down John's legs, massaging as he went until he got to his feet, which he also gave a good work.

Finally, when he was done, he took a step back to... admire his work, or at least give John a nice look over.

[ihadabadday]

John was relaxed and half asleep on his stomach. The tension seemed to ease out of him during the massage and he looked closer to thirty five than the forty one that he really was.

[seaweed_writes]

"I can leave you to rest, John. Sleep well." He gently gave John's lower leg a rub, and headed towards the door.