This is what unit omegas are for. For all the training and conditioning Special Forces men receive, they’re still human, and they take more physical and emotional punishment than most civilians can fathom. John’s here to give his alphas whatever they need to stay healthy and sane.
GUESS WHAT I FINISHED TONIGHT?
Tragically, you are NOT about to find out how the situation with Sherlock and John resolves. Instead we’re zipping back into the past a couple of years to see more of John in his military days. (It’ll be relevant later, I swear!)
This is about…oh, 70% consensual and non-problematic omegaverse. The dynamics of the scenario are somewhat complicated, but then when you’re dealing with a military situation in which one of the people is stationed there specifically to give sex to the others, things are bound to get sticky. In more than one sense. Ahem.
Also contains: rough sex, public sex, light bondage, military uniforms (being ripped off), light bondage, lots of nape-nibbling, John redefining the notion of submissive, John redefining his job description, gratuitous world-building. You
Beta-props and my soul go to Aria, Dee-light, LapOtter, and HiddenLacuna.
If it reads rough or you find typos, that’ll be because I finally needed to just wrap this up and throw it onto the internets before my patience gave out and I deleted the entire thing. I’m pretty sure that would have been unfortunate, so my apologies if it’s a bit hackneyed compared to my usual!
BBC Sherlock fic: Line of Duty (Serviceman 3)