-Johnlock- The taste of jamSherlock's ears perked at the rather.. distracting noise that came from John.More Like This
Scrape. Crunch, crunch, crunch. "Mmmff."
Sherlock's ears were virgins no more.
The detective admired John from over his newspaper. For the past minute or so John had been delighted in having a good cup of tea and biting into his jam toast. Sherlock watched as he took another bite. John practically radiated ecstasy. His eyes rolled to the back of his head, eyelids fluttering closed and his mouth full with the delicious sweetness that was strawberry jam. He munched some more. Sherlock licked his lips.
"Nnnnmph." John groaned, spoiling himself with another bite.
Sherlock shook his head, looking away to anywhere but John. His high cheeks burned with the gentle ghost of a soft blush. He heard another moan of pleasure. Sherlock nearly died.
"John.. if you would please stop that, I would be most grateful."
"S'op whaa'?" John inquired with his mouth full. At the sight of Sherlock cringing,