Sisterly Love (BBC Sherlock) (Johnlock)

Soldier-boy

Author's Note: It's going to get a bit smutty between Liz and John in this chapter, just to warn you. If you want to skip that, I suggest not reading anything after she enters the bedroom. After this chapter it will mostly be Johnlock, promise.

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(Lizzy's POV)

Her plan seemed to be working, he seemed to be wearing down. Lizzy smiled slightly as she picked the milk off of the shelf. She had to admit, it was fun playing with John, and the way it tortured Sherlock was priceless! She did feel a little bad, but soon he would agree to help her, she'd dump John, and they could go back to not understanding their feelings for each other.

Getting to the condiments aisle, she sent John a text saying, 'Hey, soldier-boy ;) What jam do u want?'

After a minute, he replied, 'Raspberry, how'd you get my #, and what's with the "soldier-boy"?'

'I took your phone, remember? And I guess it's only an American thing'

'You've lived in America?'

'I'm quite the traveler. I've been to every country worth visiting'

'Really? Are you a wanted criminal in those countries too?'

Lizzy laughed aloud, getting a strange look from a woman who passed. 'Some. It depends on if you mean "Elizabeth Holmes" or "Leah Reyes"'

'What's the difference?'

'As "Leah Reyes," I'm just a henchie for hire. As "Elizabeth Holmes," I run an entire organization.'

'Why the differentiation?'

'Well, as Leah, I get to do the hands-on work without getting my brothers involved. I only use my real name when I'm sure I won't get caught.'

It was a while before he replied, and she knew what he was thinking. This was always the part that got tricky.

'What is it that you do most of the time? Under either name?'

'Like I said, I run a criminal organization. Mostly robbery as Leah, though I have done kills. Much like you have, I assume'

'Yeah, I guess'

Lizzy was now in the checkout line. 'So listen, when I get back, you wanna pick up where we left off?'

He took a bit, so he seemed to be considering. 'Definitely ;) Can't wait'

She smiled and slipped her phone into my pocket. This was going to be fun!

(John's POV)

John was already wondering whether it was a good idea to go further with Lizzy. He wasn't sure if he wanted to do this because he actually liked her or just out of anger at Sherlock.

What he'd said had really hurt John. Not as much the fact that Lizzy didn't truly care for him, that much he could figure out. All they were doing was having fun, after all.

What really bothered him was something else that was harder to explain. "She's just as cold as me or my brother. It won't be long before she gets bored of you." How long would it be, then, before Sherlock got bored of him?

Before he could consider that any more, he heard Lizzy enter the flat. He could hear her as she said a cheerful greeting to Sherlock, that wasn't returned, and set the groceries on the kitchen counter. When she started down the hallway, Sherlock asked her what she was doing, and she responded, "I got invited!" before continuing to his bedroom.

John was sitting on the bed when she opened the door, and she walked right up and sat on his lap. "Hey soldier-boy," she greeted, and she pressed her lips to his ferociously before he could respond.

Their tongues were still battling for dominance while she pulled off his jumper and started running her hands along his chest and abs. Likewise, John started to undo the buttons of her shirt.

It wasn't long before they were both fully undressed and lying down, him hovering over her. He looked her in the eyes. "You want to?"

She smiled slyly and wrapped her legs around his hips, pulling him into her.