#wolf!sherlock

[jakathine]

For your-average-joke who wanted wolf!sherlock and lop!john:

Sherlock paced the living room; his feathery like black tail swished behind him as his equally black furry ears flattened then perked against his head as he thought.  John sat his computer, wearily watching his partner stalk back and forth as he smoothed the fur on his long blonde rabbit-like ears. Finally Sherlock huffed and flopped onto the couch, curling up tightly and wrapping his tail around himself to fiddle with its tip.

John’s nose twitched, he could practically smell the annoyance rolling off the man, and he stood to walk over to Sherlock’s side and run a hand carefully through the man’s dark curly hair. Tentatively, John scratched behind Sherlock’s ear and was rewarded by Sherlock turning onto his back and presenting his belly for rubbing, which John acquiesced to happily. It took only mere moments after that that Sherlock smiled contently and splayed out his arms towards John.

With a laugh, John laid atop of Sherlock, letting the detective play with his ears. Sherlock knew he was the only one allowed to do that, to even touch John’s ears to begin with, so petting and stroking them was a highlight that he greatly enjoyed. Sherlock lovingly ran a finger up and down its bridge before tapping the end, making John crinkle his nose and then laugh with how affectionate Sherlock was being today.

A sound of cloth moving alerted John that Sherlock wanted to move, so he propped himself up to straddle Sherlock while the man adjusted positions to be on his side while making sure to not knock John off. After Sherlock had settled he tickled John’s side playfully with his tail and John stepped one leg over to lie in the small gap left on the couch. Sherlock wrapped his arms around John and sniffed along the doctor’s neck, scenting him thoroughly with his own scent while breathing his John’s natural aroma.

The light breaths across John’s neck caused him to giggle from how it tickled and he warmly returned the nuzzling into the nape of Sherlock’s neck before planting a soft kiss there. John felt rather than heard a low placid growl that resembled something close to a human humming. It was there John felt calmness wash over him. Soon he and Sherlock fell asleep in peaceful bliss on the couch, their arms wrapped tight around one another as their breathing slowed and their heartbeats matched in harmonious pace.

[tobiyooo]

Wolf - Totally AU Johnlock

John rather liked when Sherlock was in his wolf form. He would lay himself close to the fireplace, black fur almost shimmering in the light of the fire, and moan and groan until John made his way over to him and pet his large head. He would make a purr like growl and stretch himself fully until he pushes John down and lays his head on his lap. Sometimes he’ll lay there for hours, and sometimes he’ll get up suddenly and pace around the flat. John usually hated when he did that because Sherlock wasn’t a small wolf. He was a massive, large hulk of a wolf. Almost the size of a horse. And he’d walk around the flat as if he was his small skinny human self and knock everything to the ground, causing more trouble and a bigger mess. But what John loved most was when Sherlock would push him out the door, and in the cover of the dark night, they would walk, or in Sherlock’s case- run, through London. All cameras would turn the other way and they would walk up and down the streets of London without a care. Sherlock would howl so loud, and press his whole body against John’s- and John would feel so happy. Sherlock didn’t transform into his wolf form that often, but when he did, he would stay impossibly close to John, and that was made John the most happiest. The second he stood away too long, Sherlock would growl and follow John wherever he went, whether it was when he was making tea, or when he didn’t join Sherlock on the floor in front of the fire. Sherlock doesn’t tell John his feeling much when in human form, but when he’s a wolf, all his actions tells John how much he cares for him. And John can’t help but falling for him a little more every time after. And though after he turns back to human and he doesn’t talk about the night before, Sherlock would briefly touch shoulders or brush fingers, and John will know. Sherlock might not say it much, but he very much is in love with John. And of course, John is very much in love with Sherlock; even when he has to vacuum all the fur the day after…