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mordred ([personal profile] traitors) wrote in [community profile] bakerstreet 2012-03-18 08:57 pm (UTC)

oh john you just have no idea

Going somewhere?

[ the figure on the bed is awake and clearly has been for some time, curled like a particularly sated cat in the sheets. long-limbed and slender and pale, he's watching john move with poison-bright green eyes, lazily amused as the other man attempts to move quietly. whether or not he remembers the encounter, it's clear that whatever happened certainly doesn't seem to bother him.

it's not often that loki visits midgard-- even less often that he takes a human to bed. but the dear doctor had been intriguing. rough around the edges, still a soldier no matter how long he'd been away from the front lines, and loki had wanted him.

he sits up, sheets falling around his waist and hips, one long-fingered hand smoothing his hair away from his face with an absent gesture as he meets the other man's gaze. ]


Without so much as a good morning? [ he tuts, mouth curling. ] Terrible manners, Doctor Watson.

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