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Sherlock can be playful when he wants to be. Getting ready for a costume party, he has been all too eager to clothe himself as a pirate. The Tricorned hat with a fan style feather attached. The tall leather boots. Derriere hugging leather pants. Topped off with a flouncy shirt, that was open all the way down to those tight fitting leather pants. If looks could kill, Sherlock would be a mass murderer in the blink of an eye.John had even come up with a animatronic parrot that spoke. It sat on Sherlock’s left shoulder with blinking eyes and a head that tilted as it ruffled its brightly colored feathered wings. Sherlock called the parrot Soaf. Short for Son of a Flint. The name of the pirates parrot in his childhood pirate book.Sherlock stood before his full length mirror and admired his dashing good looks. Turning to John, he beamed with gaiety, a flamboyant sexiness shown from every molecule of him. John, is breathless as he takes in Sherlock’s smoldering pirate persona.“Ahoy, there John.” The parrot spouts in parrot vernacular.“You programmed the vocal output on the bird already? How does it know my name?”“Obviously!” Sherlock smirked one of his most delightful grins. “It says John and Sherlock quite often.”“Shiver me timbers, Sherlock.” Soaf sang.“That is just the right touch.” John smirked. “ You are going to be the talk of the party.”Approaching John, Sherlock encircled him with his long arms. “Are you sure you don’t want a private pirate encounter?”“I’m extremely tempted.” John cast his eyes up and down Sherlock’s gorgeous body. “Molly and Greg are going to be devastated if we don’t show up.” John did his sad mouth, with his wrinkled lips.John knew just how to manipulate his marshmallow husband. Though Sherlock projected this rock hard exterior, John is aware that Sherlock’s super soft center is easily accessed.(-_-)The costume party is a smash hit. Sherlock and Soaf are in everyone’s face. The parrot is constantly spouting funny, succinct one liners; one after another. John is sure that Sherlock is typing in the responses, as he didn’t think that the parrot could come up with the comments on the spot like it did.Greg and Molly were over the moon about Sherlock and Soaf’s little routine. Everyone had a great time and the party goers were impressed with the pirate ‘act’.“I never knew you could be such a smart arse, no wait, I did.” Greg said as he is giving John and Sherlock a good night as they got ready to leave.Everyone laughed at that. Molly came up and brought a take-a-way back for John to carry home.“Thought you and Sherlock would like some of those lemon squares. I saved a few for you both.”John hefted the bag and knew there were more than just a few inside. “Thanks Molly. I’m sure I’ll have to fight Sherlock for my share of the goodies.”“Thanks for coming.” Molly gave John and Sherlock a smooch and a hug each.“Yeah, we’ll have to do this again sometime. Don’t forget to bring the parrot. Soaf, was his name, right? He always has a standing invitation.” Greg laughed.(-_-)It was early morning when they finally make it back to Baker street. Fumbling with the key in the lock. Giggling up the stairs toward home.“Quiet, Sherlock. We’ll wake up Mrs. Hudson.”“She’s gone to her sister’s for a couple of days, remember?”They made it to the landing and through the door. Guiding each other toward their bedroom goal.John kept Sherlock at bay. “I hate to remove all your finery, but there is no other way to ravage you.”“Maybe, we can start with removing all your clothes.” Sherlock suggested. John is dressed as Alexander the Great. The outfit showing off his muscular physic. He is strength personified. But the costume would be off in a heart beat.“Bird over board. Abandon ship!” Soaf screeched.John gently removed Soaf and placed him on the coffee table. “That bird out shown you this time, Sherlock.”“He was just my alter ego, John. He was a bit of fun though. I shall miss his constant snark.”“So did Soaf stand for Sherlock on a funny?” John teased as he came in for a hellaciously hot kiss.Sherlock is stunned speechless as John commandeers his lips, his body and his mind palace with a single kiss.“Abandon ship! Abandon ship! Soaf calls out.