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fic: Having His Cake

Title: Having His Cake
Author: fengirl88
Fandom: BBC Sherlock
Pairing: Mycroft/Lestrade
Rating: R
Warnings: None.
Wordcount: ~700
Disclaimer: They're still not mine.
Summary: Mycroft usually disapproves of eating in bed. A companion piece or sequel to Losing It, In Fact
A/N: written for the square "experimental: chocolate" on my kissbingo card.  The card is here.
Thanks to blooms84 for the beta; this one is for her and ginbitch , with affection and gratitude. The cake in question also appears in Do Not Open.

ETA: now available in Chinese here - thank you to stellary for translating it!

Having His Cake

“Where did you get that?” Mycroft asks, trying not to drool.

Can’t remember the last time a piece of cake looked so tempting.

“Watson dropped it off. Apparently it’s his birthday,” Lestrade says.

Of course it is. Mycroft had forgotten. Probably distracted. He’s been distracted quite a lot recently, which really won’t do. It’s hardly surprising; but he’s not sure his superiors would understand if he told them about it. Ever since I became intimate with DI Lestrade I have been unable to give my full attention to my work wasn’t going to be an acceptable explanation. Maybe if he showed them a picture of Lestrade. A picture of Lestrade naked? Mycroft groans.

“Didn’t realize you felt that strongly about chocolate fudge cake,” Lestrade says teasingly.

Mycroft almost says It’s not about that, but he’s getting better at knowing when Lestrade’s just pretending to get the wrong end of the stick. “Nice of John to give you a piece,” he says, licking his lips and trying to remind himself of all the reasons he shouldn’t be interested.

“I think it’s for both of us,” Lestrade says. “He says Sherlock bought it for him.”

That is quite surprising. Sherlock’s never shown much concern for other people’s birthdays, while of course sulking prodigiously if anyone forgets his.

“Looks like your brother’s got it bad this time,” Lestrade says, grinning.

“He’s not the only one,” Mycroft says, amazed at his own daring.

“You think Watson’s nuts about him too?” Lestrade asks.

“I meant me,” Mycroft says, blushing furiously; then he sees Lestrade’s expression. “Oh, you’re doing it again, you wretch. Honestly, I – Mmf.

It is, of course, impossible to talk coherently when someone insists on pushing his fingers into your mouth. The additional distraction of chocolate fudge icing and cake crumbs on those fingers is more than anyone could be expected to cope with.

Mycroft licks and sucks greedily at Lestrade’s fingers till Lestrade is groaning and pressing hard against him.

“Let’s go to bed,” Lestrade says, pushing his other hand between Mycroft’s thighs. “I’ll bring the cake so you can have that too.”

Mycroft usually disapproves of eating in bed. Messy. Particularly if it’s something that leaves crumbs. The whipped cream was – oh good gracious, just thinking about the whipped cream does the most extraordinary things to him. Licking whipped cream off Lestrade. Having whipped cream licked off him by Lestrade. He hadn’t been able to look at a trifle without blushing for weeks, never mind a cream doughnut. Shouldn’t have been looking at them at all, of course: still dieting.

But he’s taking much more exercise now. Of the sort he wanted. Involving DI Lestrade. And the more energetic it is, the better it seems to be for the waistline. Mycroft’s in better shape than he’s been for years, and Lestrade keeps saying he thought he was a nice shape to start with, which still surprises Mycroft but makes him very happy. So maybe one slice of John Watson’s birthday cake, half a slice really, wouldn’t be the end of the world.

Lestrade swipes another fingerful of chocolate fudge icing across Mycroft’s lips and then kisses him, slipping his tongue into Mycroft’s mouth. Mycroft moans with pleasure, swallowing the melting sweetness and caressing Lestrade’s tongue with his own.

“Mm,” Lestrade says appreciatively. “Very nice. I bet that would taste good on other bits of you as well.”

“Or you,” Mycroft says, salivating. Running his tongue over Lestrade’s body is his idea of heaven, with or without chocolate fudge icing.

“Right,” Lestrade says, sounding surprised but pleased. “Fine by me. We can take it in turns if you like.” He pulls Mycroft close and kisses him again till he’s almost fainting with delight.

“You’ll be the undoing of me,” Mycroft moans, not sure if he’s complaining or boasting.

“Well, you know what they say,” Lestrade says, grinning and pushing him gently but inexorably towards the bedroom. “It’s a dirty job but somebody’s got to do it.”

It may be John Watson’s cake, but it feels like Mycroft’s birthday too. Chocolate fudge cake and sex with DI Lestrade? On second thoughts, Mycroft concludes dizzily, make that several birthdays rolled into one.


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Jan. 16th, 2011 12:49 am (UTC)
Mycroft has superiors? I am not sure whether to be relieved or alarmed. They must be very superior. Even so, I am sure they would recognise the distraction posed by DI Lestrade with chocolate fudge icing.
Jan. 16th, 2011 12:58 am (UTC)
yes, I'm not sure who they are either. but I thought there was probably someone between him and the Queen... I may be wrong.

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Jan. 16th, 2011 02:23 am (UTC)
Oh. My. I am SO hungry for chocolate cake and whipped cream now. With appropriate accompaniment, of course.

This was delightful! Thoroughly enjoyed!
Jan. 16th, 2011 02:35 am (UTC)
thank you very much! *beams*

I hope you get your wish...
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Jan. 16th, 2011 02:36 am (UTC)
*giggles* thank you very much!

you have my entire sympathy. very glad you enjoyed this...

Edited at 2011-01-16 02:37 am (UTC)
Jan. 16th, 2011 03:44 am (UTC)
Of course Mycroft has superiors.

They primarily consist of his mum & aunt (the one who was so helpful designing the software that smoothed out the CCTV management glitches), but have now been expanded to include DI Lestrade.

At least when it comes to managing his exercise regimen.....
Jan. 16th, 2011 01:49 pm (UTC)
...and who wouldn't want DI Lestrade in charge of that?

thank you very much!
Jan. 16th, 2011 04:01 am (UTC)
I see that the whipped cream kink has lived on - LIKE!
Gosh, Lestrade you devil, teasing Mycroft like that! It's too unbearably adorable.
(I haven't friended you?? Must rectify pronto.)
Jan. 16th, 2011 01:50 pm (UTC)
thank you very much! oh dear, that icon/gif still makes me burst out laughing every time...
Jan. 16th, 2011 06:30 am (UTC)
You can afford to break your diet when you're having exercise! Glad they figured that out. :-)
Jan. 16th, 2011 01:51 pm (UTC)
*grins* thank you!

yes, Mycroft is doing much better now...
Jan. 16th, 2011 08:11 am (UTC)
YES. I support Mycroft and Lestrade eating chocolate fudge cake togother <3 I love it when Lestrade teases Mycroft XDD The more exercise for Mycroft, the better, I say!

WOnderful job on this fic, Hon! :3

Jan. 16th, 2011 01:52 pm (UTC)
thank you very much! so glad you liked it.

*shows off your lovely mystrade icon again*
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Jan. 16th, 2011 08:29 am (UTC)
Oh, but Lestrade is GOOD! Playing My like that!
And well, a strong supporter of chocolate cake! BTW, yes, you ARE supposed to cheat on your diet from time to time.
(can't imagine a better way...)
Jan. 16th, 2011 01:55 pm (UTC)
*grins* thank you very much! I had fun writing this one, and I'm glad you enjoyed it.

*salutes umbrella icon*
Jan. 16th, 2011 10:24 am (UTC)
I always love a distracted Mycroft. Particularly love these Mycroft getting better at Lestrade having him on and then missing it two paragraphs later and then getting it again.

And the throwaway line about Sherlock not caring about other peoples birthdays but being really put out if somebody missed his. That felt really very real for a character who isn't even in this story... so nice job there!

All together really nice!
Jan. 16th, 2011 01:55 pm (UTC)
thank you very much! very glad you liked those things. *beams*
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Jan. 16th, 2011 01:58 pm (UTC)
*laughing out loud at your comment*

I couldn't quite let myself write that, even if the idea flitted through my mind. not sure HM ever swoons, but I feel that she might appreciate L's charms. I know there are still some people who don't (baffling though that is).

and thank you! very glad you liked this.
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Jan. 16th, 2011 01:58 pm (UTC)
thank you very much! so glad you enjoyed it.
Jan. 16th, 2011 08:23 pm (UTC)
This is so incredibly sweet -- and not just because of that slice of chocolate fudge cake! :-) I wonder if John dropped off a slice of birthday cake as a way of letting both Mycroft and Lestrade know that Sherlock is becoming a better person and can be generous when he wants to. Of course, I'm sure it was more about wanting to include Mycroft and Lestrade in the celebration than anything else.

I love the idea of Mycroft being continually distracted by thoughts of Lestrade -- not that Lestrade makes the situation any easier! Hmm...if I had chocolate fudge cake and Lestrade, I think it would be the undoing of me too! *g*
Jan. 16th, 2011 08:25 pm (UTC)
thank you very much! *grins*

it would certainly be a winning combination...
Jan. 17th, 2011 04:37 am (UTC)
I'm just going to come and sit on your doorstep. Carrying chocolate cake. Because, yeah.

YUM. In so many ways.
Jan. 17th, 2011 08:18 am (UTC)
thank you very much!

I'll put the kettle on...
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Jan. 17th, 2011 09:14 pm (UTC)
thank you very much! I'm glad you liked it.

Mar. 16th, 2011 01:06 pm (UTC)

It is, of course, impossible to talk coherently when someone insists on pushing his fingers into your mouth. The additional distraction of chocolate fudge icing and cake crumbs on those fingers is more than anyone could be expected to cope with.

Adore Mycroft's voice here, and Lestrade's gentle humor and groundedness. Very nice. Beautifully written and layered with such fabulous emotion (and sensuality). GAH.
Mar. 17th, 2011 09:35 am (UTC)
thank you very much! *beams*
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