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cuddle up

CUDDLE MEME

what to do:
☆ post a comment with your character's name and fandom or preferences, if you have them.
★ use the magic RNG 1-12 to pick the cuddly scenario. or not.
☆ then cuddle it out!

cuddle choices:
① Sweet dreams It's been a long day and all you want to do is sleep or just rest your eyes for a bit. Hopefully whoever is close by doesn't mind if you use them as a blanket.
② Stormy weather The heavy rain, thunder and lightning won't be letting up anytime soon. Luckily, it's the perfect weather to stay indoors and snuggle up close and keep warm.
③ Lazy dancer It's the end of a party, or maybe it's only the two of you, but the tempo is slow and the lights are low. Let your dance partner take the weight and just sway.
④ Surprise attack Time to invade someone's personal space. Are they working too much and need a distraction? Maybe you just wanted to brighten their day. Either way, they won't see it coming.
⑤ Movie night It can be on the sofa or in a darkened theater, but you've got your popcorn and someone to settle against during your favorite movie.
⑥ I love you, man It's totally platonic, really. You're just very good friends, no matter what people like to think. But you just love your friend so much you want to hug them, whether they like it or not.
⑦ Jeepers creepers Welp. You were just frightened. Was it a spider in the washroom, a ghost in the attic, a bad dream? Either way, you're looking for someone to cling to right now, and who better than that person right there?
⑧ Hurt and comfort Whether you're sick in bed, just been dumped or suffered a traumatic event, you need someone to wrap their arms around you and make everything go away.
⑨ Sunday morning Maybe you just had a wild night. Maybe there’s just not enough space at your place and you need to share your bed. Or maybe you just got really tired and someone else happened to be there. Doesn't matter because now the person with you looks way more comfortable than any blanket or pillow. Drape to your heart’s content.
⑩ Moment after You just had incredible, vigorous sex (playing out is totally optional) and if you weren't a cuddler before, you are now. You're probably too exhausted to do anything else anyway. Just enjoy the moment.
⑪ Ménage à trois Or four, or five. Get a group and cuddle away.
⑫ Player's choice Pick one or make up your own!

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[John was aware of how low Sherlock's hand was traveling. It should've bothered him more than it did, but he just felt warm and flustered by the attention, even if this was a ruse.]

But we're not a couple, so it's still a lie.

[Just because they were letting people come to their own conclusions didn't mean they weren't deceiving. Maybe Mycroft would leave Sherlock alone a little more if he thought the younger Holmes had someone that close to him.

John wasn't quite prepared for the request]

Kiss you?

[He had the nervous instinct to glance to Sherlock's family but resisted.]

Are you sure that's necessary? I think your hand on my arse is pretty convincing.

Everyone assumes we are a couple, anyway. I don't disagree with them because frankly, it doesn't matter to me. I have never care what people thought about me.

[ Sherlock smirked slightly in dry amusement at John's words. ]

Yes, John. Kiss me. Mummy will not be convinced until she witnesses you showing affection to me. So far, I'm doing all the work. Even Mycroft might begin to wonder.

Is this why you invited me? To put on a show for your family?

[Had Sherlock brought anyone else as his date, his family might not have believed Sherlock was serious about his 'partner'.]

You could've warned me first.

[But then John might not have come if he knew what he was walking in to.]

[ Sherlock sighed. This clearly wasn't going as planned. ]

It was only partially my intention when I invited you. If I had not invited you, Mummy would have forced some irritating young woman on me instead. She is insistent that one of her sons marries and gives her grandchildren. She knows very well neither myself nor Mycroft will do this, but she is stubborn.

[ Cue innocent, puppy-dog eyes here. ]

Please, John.

Edited 2012-07-15 03:26 (UTC)

[How does a man who can be such a dick put on such an irresistible face? John will never understand it. His friend is truly talented at getting what he wants.]

Alright.

[John huffs and resists looking around the room again. He keeps his eyes focused on Sherlock. Just.. give him a minute!

His lips purse and his brow knits, obviously nervous. If he gives Sherlock a peck, he knows his friend won't be satisfied. That kind of kiss isn't convincing enough.

There's a brief flick of his tongue between his lips and then he lifts his left hand to cup the side of Sherlock's face as he leans in. There's a slight tilt of his head and his lips press warmly against his friend's.]

[ Sherlock was rather good at manipulating people to get what he wanted out of them. John was stubborn, however, but he couldn't help feeling smug satisfaction when the good doctor gave in. But he didn't push it, simply waited, noting when John's tongue flicked out in that habitual way.

Sherlock's brow rises a bit when John touches his cheek like that... and then they're kissing. Well, he's just allowing himself to be kissed at first. He doesn't actually have a lot of experience with this kind of thing, so when he starts to move his lips against John's, it's a bit awkward and messy at first. ]

[John tries to ignore the feeling of eyes on him. He's sure people must be watching with two men kissing on the dance floor.

There was a hint of a smile on John's lips when Sherlock kissed him back. His friend was obviously new to this and that seemed to amuse John. It actually made him feel more at ease, too, for some reason.

His fingers brushed back, gracing Sherlock's ear and moving into his dark hair. That let him tug the detective in a little closer and seal their mouths more firmly.]

[ Oh, Sherlock knew people were watching. He could feel his brother's and mother's eyes boring into him, even with his own eyes closed. But when one was lip to lip with John Watson, it became easier to block out all the surrounding noise.

A soft, surprised little sound escaped his lips, muffled, when John touched his ear, and then his hair - both were incredibly sensitive. Releasing John's hand, he wrapped his arms around the shorter man's torso, quite content with the fact they were pressed together, flush from the waist up.

...after a moment, however, he heard the loud noise of someone clearing his throat. Mycroft, of course. The music had stopped. Sherlock pulled away slowly, flashing Mycroft a briefly triumphant look, before returning his attention to John. ]

Thank you, John. [ He murmured. ]

Edited 2012-07-15 04:00 (UTC)

[John leaned back slowly when the kiss was broken, but for several moments, his fingers remained threaded into Sherlock's hair. John was staring at his friend, looking flushed.

Then Sherlock's words broke him from his daze, and John looked away. He didn't even dare look in Mycroft's direction. Again, John licked his lips, but this time he could still feel the warmth of Sherlock's mouth on his own.]

I think we were going?

[Weren't they about ready to leave before they stopped for a dance?]

[ Sherlock did not immediately pull away from John, even after he heard him speak. There was something strangely comforting about having his arms wrapped around all that solid warmth, and he, too, could still feel the ghost of John's kiss on his lips. He licked his own lips, almost unconsciously, before glancing up at some movement out of the corner of his eye. Mycroft and Mummy were leaving. As if on cue, Sherlock's phone beeped - a text message alert. Breaking away from John slowly, he pulled out his phone, then arched his brow, before reading it aloud. ]

Mummy is tired. I'm taking her home.
She had not the heart to interrupt you.
Good show, Sherlock.
Do let me know how your 'experiment' turns out.

- MH

[ Sherlock scowled slightly, narrowed eyes glancing up just to catch Mycroft's pleased smirk before he turns to escort their mother out. He wants to think that his older brother is bluffing, but he can't be sure. At least Mummy seems convinced. Disappointment is evident on his low voice - disappointment that Mycroft got the best of him... but it might also have to do with the fact John will have no reason to be close to him again. ]

[John tilted his head a little at the message.]

So.. it worked?

[Though the use of the word 'experiment' was a bit odd. Still, as long as it had worked on Sherlock's mother, that was something. John figured it would be pretty impossible to fool Mycroft.]

Sherlock?

[His friend didn't look too happy with the result.]

[ Sherlock looked back at John and shook his head. ]

Only until Mycroft decides to tell Mummy the truth.

[ He should have known better. Although he hates to admit it, Mycroft is skilled at deducing, and knowing when his brother is playing him for a fool. ]

Come along, John. Home.

[ He can still feel the kiss and the closeness... and while he wants more of it, there isn't a point for it any longer. Is there? Scowling slightly to himself, he turns to walk out, so he can hail them a cab. ]

[John blinked and walked briskly after his friend. He watched Sherlock from behind as they left the building and went to the street to find a cab. He knew Sherlock well enough to deduce a few things now and again. His friend's posture, the way he carried his shoulders and the way he walked...]

Don't be discouraged.

[Or frustrated, was it?]

It was a good try. Hah.. you convinced me, for a second there.

[Well, just because he tried to figure Sherlock out didn't mean his deductions would be right.]

[ John's words made Sherlock pause, but he didn't have time to say anything. A taxi pulled up then, and opening the door, he got in. After giving the drive their address, they were off. He was quiet for a moment, trying to find the right words. It was an uncommon problem for the usually so wordy consulting detective. ]

I would not be adverse to trying this again... at home.

[ Sherlock is looking down at his hands, however, and yes - he's somewhat afraid of being rejected. He doesn't like feeling vulnerable, and he hopes John will end it soon, one way or another. ]

[John slid into the cab after Sherlock. His friend was quiet, and it worried John. Maybe Sherlock was really irritated at not fooling his brother. The two did have a strained relationship.

He figured it was best to give Sherlock some space, so John busied himself with his phone as they drove away in the cab.

When Sherlock spoke up, John stopped what he was doing and looked over.]

.....

[Silence. John was thinking. By 'this' did Sherlock mean the kiss? What else could he mean? And if he wanted to do that again at home it meant.. well, it could mean a lot. Or maybe not so much more than a simple curiosity.]

... Okay.

[Was the response too simple? John didn't know how else to address it.]

[ Sherlock knew he had surprised John, but that didn't really take a consulting detective to figure it out. The silence couldn't have been that long, but it felt like ages for him. When the other spoke up, he looked at him swiftly, searching his gaze, his posture. ]

Okay. Good.

[ It had been hard enough for Sherlock to ask John that question. He didn't know if he could go further into the issue of the kiss... so he didn't. Instead, he placed his hand over John's on the seat between them in a matter of fact way. He didn't know where to go from there, and it felt a little awkward, but they were almost home anyway. ]

[Definitely a bit awkward, but John said okay because he meant it. He just never imagined Sherlock Holmes, of all people, might show an interest in such things. Particularly with him. Then again, as he considered it further, who did Sherlock trust more? Who did he trust more than Sherlock?

He looked down when he felt Sherlock's hand over his own and it made John smile a little. Once they pulled up in front of Baker Street, John got out of the cab. After the man was paid, he headed upstairs to the flat, knowing Sherlock was right behind him.

Every step made his heart beat faster. He tried to be casual rather than nervous, and turned to face the mirror over the fireplace as he removed his tie.]

That wasn't so bad. I mean, the party wasn't so bad.

[ Sherlock hadn't thought he was interested in such things. He had abstained from this for so long that he honestly did not know what he was missing, which had been perfectly fine with him. But then John had come along, and had stayed with him, through the danger, and all his eccentricities. John, who was his only true friend, whom he did trust with his own life.

The kiss had been too brief, but it had not been unpleasant as he feared it might. He wanted to continue the 'experiment.

Once they were back, Sherlock shrugged off his coat. Unlike John, he didn't wear ties, but he did unbutton the second button of his designer wear, deep purple shirt. ]

The party was tolerable. I only had one acceptable dance partner.

[ A slight smile tugged at his lips, teasingly, and almost shyly, as his gaze flickered up at John. Oh God, he didn't like this nervous feeling, and he rather wished it would go away. Sherlock wasn't used to it at all. ]

[John removed his tie, able to watch Sherlock through the mirror. He smiled and shrugged his coat off his shoulders.]

You're lucky your dance partner didn't step on your feet.

[John didn't look nearly as snappy as Sherlock did in that tux tonight. His eyes glanced over his friend as he turned to drape his coat and tie over the back of his chair. Those'll be put away properly later.

For now, he approached Sherlock slowly. It amazed him that Sherlock actually appeared shy.]

Now, I think...

[John knit his brow and as he got closer, he lifted his left hand and brushed his fingers into Sherlock's hair.]

This was here?

Actually, he did step on me feet, a few times. [ Sherlock smiled slightly in amusement, still tinged with that nervous feeling. Who would have thought Sherlock Holmes would be nervous about kissing someone, or that he would actually even be kissing someone?

When John brushed his fingers through his hair, his body reacted with a small shiver, and he nodded. ] Yes.

[ Sherlock set his hands on John's waist, gazing down at him... and he knew he couldn't wait any longer. Pulling the smaller man in closer, he bent down to kiss him. It was still a closed mouth kiss, like before, but he was a quick learner, tilting his head just so and imitating the things John had done. The kiss was definitely not sloppy this time. One of his long fingered hands moved up John's back through the material of his shirt, stopping where it curved around the back of the man's neck. ]

[John looked embarrassed at the accusation. He never attended many dances, but that hardly mattered now.

When Sherlock went in to kiss him, John was a bit surprised, since he thought he'd have to make the first move. His other arm wrapped around Sherlock's body and his fingers threaded into the man's hair.]

Mmn.

[No, not sloppy at all. This was good. Very good. John stepped a bit closer until there was that pleasant contact between their bodies he'd enjoyed at the dance. He kissed Sherlock back, and though he had felt a bit nervous at first, now this just felt.. sort of natural.]

[ Sherlock was not experienced in the art of the kiss like John was. He wasn't exactly sure how to take the kiss further, although he was enjoying the warmth of John being so close to him, and in his arms again. It was all very exciting, and he practically devoured the experience like he did any new thing.

He hummed contentedly into the kiss, wondering why on earth they hadn't done this sooner. Well, he would not have been likely to have made the first move, but surely John could have, if he hadn't been so busy defended his heterosexuality. When Sherlock began to want more, he parted his lips experimentally, only for their teeth do clash a little, and he made a soft, frustrated noise, hoping John would show him how to proceed further. ]

[John was starting to wonder the same thing. Why hadn't they done this before? Maybe they just weren't ready yet, but they've been friends and flatmates for so long now. As much as he always insisted he wasn't gay, John really was reveling in this kiss.

Their teeth bumped and he hissed:]

Ow..

[A soft laugh followed. He didn't go far and kissed Sherlock again, this time parting his lips. Slowly, he moved his tongue forward, teasing between Sherlock's lips. Once his friend's mouth opened a bit more, he slid his tongue in further to brush the top of Sherlock's tongue.]

[ Perhaps John had awakened something in him, and he really wasn't as disinterested in all this as he'd once thought. Whatever the case, Sherlock was very glad John didn't proclaim the kiss a failure when their teeth bumped.

This time, the kiss was different. When Sherlock felt that tongue, it was instinctual to part his lips for it. Once he did, he felt John's tongue slip inside, and brush his own. This elicited a small gasp of surprise, but Sherlock quickly leaned right back into the kiss. His own tongue was tentative at first, brushing John's... then it became brave, sliding along his tongue, tangling. He sucked John's tongue into his mouth gently, experimentally, before diving into his mouth once more. His body seemed to act of it's own accord as he clutched John to his body even tighter, sliding his fingers into his shorter hair. ]

[John wondered how comfortable Sherlock would be with a deeper kiss. Any sign of discomfort from his friend and John would pull back. However, that's not what he got at all. When Sherlock began to experiment, John was surprised at just how.. adept his friend was with his tongue. The sucking and then feeling Sherlock's tongue slide into his mouth earned a moan from John, who couldn't fight the urge.

He put his arms around Sherlock more, squeezing the other's body to feel himself press firmly against the other man. His head tilted slightly as the kiss was heating up quickly. John kissed him back, sealing their mouths and brushing his tongue against his friend's. His whole body was starting to feel excited.]

/hugs :o glad you're back!

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Now done, sorry!

/hugs XD

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mmm purple shirt

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