I swear the next Backbite update is coming soon
“You still haven’t thanked me for saving your life.” John raised an eyebrow.
“Everything was quite under control.”
“Wasn’t. Saved your life.”
“Barely. Your reaction was horribly delayed.”
John stepped forward a little, closing the gaps between their hands and their bodies. He could feel the heat of Sherlock’s chest against his hands, the heat of Sherlock’s hands against his chest. He gazed up daringly. “Still saved your life.”
“Do I have to say it?” Sherlock’s voice had dropped to a murmur.
His eyes closed as Sherlock’s face tipped forward, a gentle kiss finding its way to the corner of his mouth. Then another on his jaw, and another at the top of his neck, before those wicked lips cosied up to his ear. “Perhaps I could show you instead.”