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fic: Barack

Title: Barack
Author: fengirl88
Fandom: BBC Sherlock
Pairing: John/Lestrade
Rating: R
Warnings: none
Wordcount: ~1000
Disclaimer: They're still not mine.
Summary: “Egészségedre!” Lestrade says, grinning. “Means 'to your health'. Cheers!”
Sequel to A Burst Pipe Problem, and probably makes more sense if you've read that first.
A/N: written for the_thinktank's request for John/Lestrade at my writing meme.



“Egg – what?”

“Egészségedre!” Lestrade says, grinning. “Means 'to your health'. Cheers!”

The apricot brandy makes John splutter, but his second attempt to pronounce the toast goes better than the first.

“Where did you learn all this Hungarian, anyway?” he asks jealously.

Lestrade tells himself he shouldn't enjoy that note in John's voice, but you'd have to be a saint to pass up the chance of sex with John Watson when he's on his mettle.

Always thought Watson wasn't his type, but Christmas in Baker Street had proved him wrong. He'd been pleasantly surprised when John turned out to be a good cook and such good company. More than pleasantly surprised when Sherlock's supposedly straight flatmate turned out to be a bloody marvellous shag.

Bit awkward, of course, Sherlock coming back early from Christmas with Mummy and Mycroft, breathing fire and brimstone about all those unanswered texts he'd sent John and then throwing a strop when he found the two of them in bed together.

John's calm in the face of all that had been – impressive. Amongst other things. Apparently Lestrade now has a taste for BAMFs. One particular BAMF, anyway. Unflappable, solid and determined. Not to mention the quickest learner Lestrade's ever had the pleasure of working under. Mmm.

“Spent a fortnight in Budapest in the 1980s,” Lestrade says casually. “Picked up a few words and phrases.”

John gives him a look that says And?

“And a librarian called László,” Lestrade says.

It was László who'd introduced him to the joys of pálinka – plum, peach, cherry and especially apricot – though the stuff they drank together had been a lot rougher than this. Budapest in the late 80s: the soft end of Communism, already showing the signs of capitalist progress (unemployment, pin-up calendars with Page 3 lookalikes...). They'd gone to all László's favourite places – Margaret Island, that little café on the hill in Buda, taken a boat trip up the Danube Bend to the artists' colony at Szentendre, climbed on the roof of the cathedral at Esztergom, eaten dobos torta at Gerbeaud, bought tomatoes, peppers and onions at the huge indoor market to cook lecsó fish in László's bedsit flat. Nearly got caught snogging in a corner of the big library in Pest where László worked. Had a lot of energetic sex and not much sleep in László's narrow single bed.

Librarian,” John says, as if it's a new swearword. “Was he beautiful without his glasses?”

“With or without,” Lestrade says meditatively. “Always liked it when he took them off, though.”

John doesn't need subtitles for that. Pulls Lestrade into a kiss that takes his breath away, hard and possessive, hands all over him, one thigh pushed between Lestrade's.

“Slow down,” Lestrade protests half-heartedly. “I'm an old man, remember?”

(Eight years older than John, thirteen years older than Sherlock, don't think about Sherlock, still haven't told John about that and there'll probably be hell to pay –)

“Bollocks to that,” John says, groping him shamelessly.

“Nngh,” Lestrade says, trying not to go cross-eyed. His brain seems to be short-circuiting, not surprising with John's hand doing that thing just there, oh god –

“Bed?” John says. Laughing at him, but Lestrade doesn't care.

“Mmf,” he says. “I mean, yes.”

“What's that in Hungarian, then?” John teases, and licks his neck.


“I said, what's that in Hungarian?” John says.

Igen,” Lestrade manages, as John unzips him and thrusts a hand down his boxers. “It's Hungarian for – ohh.”

“Didn't know Hungarians had a different word for ohh,” John says, running his fingers teasingly along Lestrade's erection.

“Christ, Watson, are you trying to drive me insane?” Lestrade groans.

“Might be,” John says, gripping him harder and giving a wicked twist of his wrist that makes Lestrade see stars. “Is it working?”

Lestrade's answer to that isn't what you'd call verbal, though it's pretty loud. Just as well they're not in Baker Street. It's a wonder they make it as far as the bedroom, but John knows what he wants and he's going to get it. Which is fine by Lestrade, just fine.

Anyway, exercise is good for the heart, everybody says so. If it doesn't kill you first.

“So what happened to him?” John says, taking a break from planting kisses across Lestrade's chest. Doesn't sound jealous any more. Sounds pleased with himself. Understandably.

Lestrade has to think a bit before he can remember who John's asking about. Bloody hell, that was a shag and a half. Not sure he'll be able to move for a while. Bones seem to have melted and everything's slowed down.

“László? Don't know,” he says. “He couldn't come over here, I couldn't get leave, we sort of lost touch. Nice while it lasted, though.”

“Did you ever go back?” John asks.

“No,” Lestrade says. “But I'd like to some day. See how things changed after the Wall came down. There's a pálinka festival in Budapest in May, if you're interested.”

“Could be dangerous,” John says, grinning.

“Sure you'd cope,” Lestrade says. “Head of teak, you.”

“Wasn't thinking about the hangovers,” John says. “More about having to see off all those randy librarians.”

Lestrade strokes his back, enjoying the increasingly familiar sensation of John's warm skin under his hands.

“Think I can promise you that won't be a problem,” he says. “Not if you're with me.”

John looks a bit sceptical, but he doesn't argue.

“Do you think the President of the United States knows he's named after a kind of apricot brandy?” he asks, nuzzling Lestrade's shoulder.

“Not the same thing at all.  It's pronounced borotsk,” Lestrade says sternly. “Come on, Watson, you've got your tongue round harder things than that.”

John snorts with laughter and says “I might need a refresher course.”

“I'll put you down for Advanced Beginners,” Lestrade says. “The intensive course is pretty good, though you need plenty of stamina for that one.”

“Bring it on,” John says. “Always up for a challenge.”

“Fine,” Lestrade says. “Once more with feeling: Egészségedre!”



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Apr. 10th, 2011 12:03 am (UTC)
thank you very much! *beams*

what line of reasoning?
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Apr. 10th, 2011 12:04 am (UTC)
thank you very much - glad you enjoyed it. I like the two of them together as well!
Apr. 10th, 2011 12:33 am (UTC)
*incoherent with glee*

I love the way you've written their banter, and the glorious moments of hotness, and Lestrade's reminiscing about Budapest - so vivid and surprising!

Very much joy that I could finally load LJ today and read this. :D
Apr. 10th, 2011 12:37 am (UTC)
*squeeing* thank you very much! your influence is much to blame for my writing these two together, so I'm really pleased you like this. only just posted it, so I'm glad LJ let you on to read it.
Apr. 10th, 2011 01:28 am (UTC)
Yay! I've just read these at AO3, and I was really surprised to see a fic using phrases in my native language (and using them well, I'd like to add). So, thank you. I really enjoyed them. :)
Apr. 10th, 2011 08:31 pm (UTC)
thank you very much! I'm really pleased you liked this, and especially pleased with the comment about the use of Hungarian. *beams*

Apr. 10th, 2011 04:49 am (UTC)
Apparently Lestrade now has a taste for BAMFs. One particular BAMF, anyway.

So much love for these lines! Its nice to read of their relationship developing. :D
Apr. 10th, 2011 08:32 pm (UTC)
thank you very much - glad you liked those lines in particular. I couldn't resist...

I continue to find this pairing unexpectedly appealing, and was very pleased to find that they now have a comm devoted to them.
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Apr. 10th, 2011 08:33 pm (UTC)
thank you very much - that's a lovely comment to get! I'm enjoying writing the two of them together, and I'm very glad you've enjoyed reading these fics.
Apr. 10th, 2011 08:14 am (UTC)
Not a big fan of this pairing usually, but you go my attention with “Egészségedre!” :D
Loved the mentioning of Budapest and Gerbeaud (though I prefer eating ice cream there) and I heartily laughed at the title! And now I want to eat lecsó...

Plus really nice writing!
Apr. 10th, 2011 08:37 pm (UTC)
thank you so much - I'm very glad you enjoyed this! yes, “Egészségedre!” seems to have been an eye-catcher for a few people. *grins*
I can't remember what I had at Gerbeaud (it's so long ago) but dobos torta came to mind when I was writing this, and I see it's still on the menu. it's also far too long since I attempted to cook lecsó.
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Apr. 10th, 2011 08:58 pm (UTC)
thank you so much! I'm delighted you enjoyed this. *beams*

at first I couldn't see how this pairing would work but now I like it a lot, and I agree there is not enough of it.

I'll be greedy back and ask if you've ever drawn these two together, or would think of doing so... (just been admiring your work on deviantART.)
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Apr. 10th, 2011 03:17 pm (UTC)
Aww, this is so cute and hot! Love the double entendres at the end especially!
Apr. 10th, 2011 09:00 pm (UTC)
thank you very much! glad you enjoyed this, and especially the double entendre ending. *grins*
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Apr. 11th, 2011 12:03 am (UTC)
thank you very much! *beams*
I'm really enjoying writing this pairing, and I'm very glad you enjoyed reading this.
Apr. 11th, 2011 12:09 am (UTC)
I love the way you write these two together! This is marvelous.
Apr. 11th, 2011 12:20 am (UTC)
thank you very much! I had a lot of fun writing it - I'm getting very fond of this pairing - and I'm very glad you liked it.
Apr. 11th, 2011 12:17 am (UTC)
This is great on so many different levels!
I love the pairing and the way you're writing Lestrade/John!
So cute!
You made Greg speak Hungarian! SO MUCH LOVE!

And you really made me miss Budapest. It's such a lovely city.
Apr. 11th, 2011 12:28 am (UTC)
thank you! so glad you liked it. I'm enjoying this pairing a lot.

yes, Budapest is gorgeous, isn't it?

Lestrade's knowledge of Hungarian started as a joke in A Burst Pipe Problem but then when the_thinktank asked for John/Lestrade I couldn't resist going back to that idea.

Apr. 11th, 2011 12:36 am (UTC)
I just had a chat the other day about how I suddenly am all over John/Lestrade, and THIS is why I am. God, I love how you write these guys together. Like it's the most natural thing in the world. Love it.
Apr. 11th, 2011 12:48 am (UTC)
thank you very much! *glows*

I'm becoming very fond of the two of them together - so glad you enjoyed this.
Apr. 11th, 2011 06:31 am (UTC)
Ah, squeeeee! I loved it. Lestrade able to speak Hungarian (no easy thing to do!) and John's jealousy over a former exotic affair in Lestrade's past now and just the effortless way you write their relationship. Plus, add in some history facts about Budapest, which is such a beautiful city, and I'm a very happy girl. Thank you so much for this!

And I loved this line:
Come on, Watson, you've got your tongue round harder things than that.
Apr. 11th, 2011 11:17 am (UTC)
hurrah! so glad you liked it. I agree with you about the difficulty of Hungarian, and of course the beauty of Budapest. I don't know why these two are such fun to write, but they definitely are. very pleased you enjoyed that line in particular. *grins*
Apr. 11th, 2011 07:27 pm (UTC)
I don't know where all of these fabulous ideas come from, but I'm very grateful that writers like you are around to tackle such requests! :-) I love the story about Lestrade's love affair in Budapest with the librarian. It obviously left a lasting impression if Lestrade still remembers the words and phrases he picked up during his visit. It's delightful how you sprinkle certain Hungarian words throughout Lestrade and John's fun and flirty conversation. It would be great if they could attend the pálinka festival because if Hungarian-inspired sex is this hot in London, I can only imagine what it would be like in Budapest with them both picking up the language! ;-)
Apr. 11th, 2011 07:37 pm (UTC)
thank you so much! *glows*

very glad you liked this. I'm having fun writing these two, and I like the fact that there's a little language nonsense in all the short J/L fics so far.

L and J at the pálinka festival - now there's a thought... (thinks: can I get time off work to do the research? answer: no.)
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