BABY OCTOPUS JOHN FOR MICHI~<3
OH MY GOD WHAT.
NO. THIS IS TOO CUTE. I CANNOT COPE.
Re-reblogging for a dumb thing I wrote
“John! I told you that tickles.” Sherlock released a rather undignified giggle befitting an esteemed Consulting Detective, his lips curling into a soft smile as tiny hands roamed the expanse of his cheeks.
John was smiling broadly, his eyes lit up like a lighthouse. He was the most adorable, innocent little being Sherlock had the fortune to meet.
The tentacles were certainly a bonus.
Writhing over his palms, John’s lower half was a mass of soft, warm tentacles. They wriggled and slipped over his hands, making the skin feel almost wet at the soft texture. John kissed Sherlock’s nose again, a few stray tentacles reaching up and stroking his chin and lips. He kissed each one daintily, delighted and fascinated when they quivered and shied away.
John was bright red, but didn’t try to contain himself as he showered Sherlock’s nose with more sweet, warm kisses. It was the tiniest press of lips, equally tiny fingers groping his skin and running across the soft hairs on his face.
When Sherlock made as if to move and set John down, John pulled at his nostrils and his tentacles snapped to attention, wrapping around his fingers so he couldn’t – or wouldn’t, in case he hurt John – move his hands apart.
“No.” Was John’s resolute answer to that. And he was sticking by it! He nuzzled Sherlock’s nose and smooched it once more, cheeks growing red when Sherlock sighed and relented, pressing a soft kiss of his own to the top of John’s head.
IT’S ADORABLE. *quivers with cute-overload*