BBC Sherlock drabble: Pg-13 - "Sexting"

[turante]

Oh bloody hell, I hate Tuesdays with a passion. They never seem to end.

So I'll treat myself to my favourite lunch and write a drabble, courtesy of the Random Pairing Generator (of Doom).

Rating: Pg-13
Pairing: Surprise!
Word Count: 100
Warnings: Beware, here lies the crack.
A/N: This fic is made entirely of texts.
Title: Sexting


What are you doing?

You know I’m working.

Can I distract you?

You can try. ;)

What are you wearing?

My white coat.

Nothing else?

If you came here you’d know ;)

I’m tempted.

I’ll see when I can catch a coffee break.

Or you could come home and I’ll show you a good time :P

? Home? Now?

Wait…

We can have ‘lunch’ at your place if you want. Is the raptor suit still at the dry cleaner?

WTF, ANDERSON DID I JUST SEXT YOU BY MISTAKE?! – SH

OH MY EYES! MY EYES!

…

So… is lunch good?

NO!

Comments

[2ndskin.livejournal.com]

under no circumstances. no. (closing my eyes and ears). NO.
I cannot keep up with the filth I have already begun and haven't finished: phone sex, mystrade kiss, sherlestrade second kiss, foursome, and I have a piece of Christmas fluff to deal with that may very well have to include some sugarplum fairies. good lord. I think this porn worker does need to call in a union organizer. it's positive slavery here! am I being paid by the orgasm? or by the hour? don't answer that. i am going to work on my phone sex now. with my wine. . . .

[turante.livejournal.com]

Sweetie, you deserve to be paid by the WORD! *how many cookies/cups of tea/glasses of wine/excellent baguettes do you want?*
Relax about the foursome (it's still MY problem now ç_ç), and I have a lot on my plate too... But hopefully I can squish the kiss fic and the Christmas one together. Eheheh. :)