ours is a service-oriented economy

[cross_and_bow]

A day passes. Jarvis is closer to booting up. Juliet is closer to control of her fire wand. Shell Bell is closer to actually needing that lightening feature on her coin bandolier.

Juliet asks, when she gets home after studying demons: [What, pray tell, are your findings, Sherlock?]

She has not put any blood in the microwave yet.

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[cross_and_bow]

The shuddering is back. In force. She squeezes him hard enough to hurt, and makes a half-strangled keening noise with fragments of his name interspersed with other less meaningful noises.

Her shaking peaks and then stops and she relaxes her hold on Sherlock and the noises fall to a low mmmmmm.

[eversomuchfun]

Sherlock snuggles her—gently, gently—and kisses the bite mark several times. The pleasantness fades out gradually.

[cross_and_bow]

"Fuck," comments Juliet breathlessly, snuggling up and tucking her head between his neck and shoulder. "'m I getting blood on my shirt...?"

[eversomuchfun]

"Just a little," he says affectionately, hugging her and licking his lips and kissing the top of her head.

[cross_and_bow]

Hugs snuggles hugs snuggles Juliet is in a very happy place right now.

[eversomuchfun]

Sherlock likewise.

Mmmmm.

[cross_and_bow]

A good long afterglowy snuggle ensues. Finally Juliet yawns and adjusts her shirt and says "Time to call Shell Bell?"

[eversomuchfun]

"Why not," he agrees.

[cross_and_bow]

"You're awesome," she says, sounding almost tipsy as she indulges one final nuzzle before sitting up straight, and she calls Shell Bell.

[she_sells_seashells]

Shell Bell appears on cue, looking very amused, although apparently the need to wink has already been processed out of her system. "Triangle can take care of the stain," she says lightly.

[cross_and_bow]

"Oh, shut up," giggles Juliet.

[eversomuchfun]

Sherlock just grins.

[she_sells_seashells]

Shell Bell snickers and teleports them all back to the brick place.

[eversomuchfun]

Where Sherlock, out of cheerful exuberance, scoops Juliet up and twirls her around and kisses her.

[cross_and_bow]

"Eeeheehee!" Juliet giggles. "Well, you're in a good mood. Either I'm contagious or full of ambrosia."

[eversomuchfun]

"Both," says Sherlock. "Both is also a possibility."

[cross_and_bow]

Kisses, kisses. "I'm only a little tired, don't take me home yet, Shell Bell," yawns Juliet. "Little tired, little dizzy..."

[eversomuchfun]

Kisses. Cuddly kisses.

[cross_and_bow]

So many of those.

[she_sells_seashells]

Shell Bell giggles and goes to see what Tony's up to rather than be some kind of supervisory third wheel.

[toblameforit]

Tony is upstairs, installing cameras.

[she_sells_seashells]

"How goes?" Shell Bell asks. "Also, Sherlock and Juliet are even more adorable when he's been recently bitey."

[toblameforit]

"Pretty good!" he says cheerfully. "Yeah, I don't doubt it. Why, are they getting kinky down there?"

[she_sells_seashells]

"Just snuggling and making sappy faces at each other and kissing, now, and if they were up to anything else I'd expect not to know what it was and to be asked not to come back into the room. At this point Juliet looks pretty much at him like I look at mine, but don't hand her a mirror or anything, I couldn't stop blushing for an hour after I read the visual of me the first time. The biteyness happened on the beach without me there, and as far as I know that's all that happened."

[toblameforit]

"That is cute," he says. "I'm glad it's going so good with them."