HI MATT

[wearsthecoats]

Sherlock has:

• an armchair by the fire
• an expression of unreasonable cheer
• a mug of cold-pressed coffee
• a truly impressive collection of hickeys, accented by a well-bitten lip that only recently stopped bleeding.

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[semicharmed]

Matt feels it, letting out a long sigh and pressing his face to Sherlock's thigh.

Slowly, his hand drops.

[wearsthecoats]

Sherlock just as slowly brings a hand up to run his fingers through Matt's hair.

[semicharmed]

Matt murmurs pleasantly at the touch of his hand.

He doesn't want to move just yet.

[wearsthecoats]

Good, because neither does Sherlock.

[semicharmed]

Absently, Matt kisses his thigh.

[wearsthecoats]

He lets out a contented hm.

[semicharmed]

"I love this experiment," he mumbles.

[wearsthecoats]

"As do I. Most assuredly."

[semicharmed]

He shifts, so his cheek rests against Sherlock's thigh and he himself is more or less kneeling between his legs.

The friction was great, but perching was getting a little precarious.

"I've never done that before," he admits thoughtfully, after a moment.

[wearsthecoats]

"Done which?"

[semicharmed]

A smile.

"Gone that rough. I kept being ... not sure whether I was going to hurt you, or wasn't hurting you enough."

[wearsthecoats]

"You hurt me enough," Sherlock assures him.

[semicharmed]

"Good," he says.

"I'll try to file that away for later."

He appreciates new experiences.

[wearsthecoats]

"Come up here," he suggests. "I like you in my lap."

[semicharmed]

Matt smiles.

And, wordlessly, he gets up and slides back onto Sherlock's lap, straddling.

[wearsthecoats]

Sherlock wraps his arms comfortably around Matt's waist.



And if a hand should happen to slide down over Matt's hip...

...let's not kid ourselves; it's totally intentional.

[semicharmed]

"Oh," he exclaims, instantly breathless.

[wearsthecoats]

"I don't think," he says, contemplative, "I will ever get tired of that."

And that is saying something.

[semicharmed]

Matt breathes a laugh.

"Mm-- I'm still into it."

[wearsthecoats]

"I can tell."

[semicharmed]

Matt shifts in his lap, amused.

Pressing closer, "Kiss me?"

[wearsthecoats]

"Happily," he says, and does.

[semicharmed]

Speaking of things you'll never get tired of, kissing Sherlock's chill lips when Matt's feel so warm--

He may have just discovered the sensation today, but he thinks it's a keeper.

[wearsthecoats]

It's not so bad from the other side, either.

"Mm."

[semicharmed]

His hand slides around the back of Sherlock's neck.