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[if_inconvenient]

Despite everything, he can't help the smile on his face as he takes the slow, pleasant walk up the driveway. Tom is just so... well, cute.

On reflection, not doing anything about that smile was probably a tactical error.

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[if_inconvenient]

"As much," kiss, "as it would delight me," kiss, "to tear your clothes off right here," kiss, "we should get inside."

[toblameforit]

"Yeah," he agrees breathlessly, after a moment.

[if_inconvenient]

He rolls off Tony and scoops up the tatters of his shirt as he stands.

[toblameforit]

"...Shit," Tony mutters, "that bush really did a number on you, huh."

He catches up as Sherlock heads for a gap in the greenery and presses a kiss to Sherlock's bare shoulder just past the end of one long scrape.

[if_inconvenient]

"Indeed it did."

Sherlock pauses with his hand on the door.

"Where is Alyce?"

[toblameforit]

"Sleeping, last I checked." He picks up the coat. "Jarvis'll say something if she's about to walk in on us."

[if_inconvenient]

"Tony, I..."

[toblameforit]

"Let's not start that shit again."

Shaking his head, he opens the door.

[if_inconvenient]

He follows Tony through and kisses him as the door swings shut behind them.

It's a hard, messy kiss, full of lingering frustration.

[toblameforit]

Tony gives as good as he gets. The coat gets tossed in the general direction of a closet; he pushes Sherry up against a clear patch of wall by the base of the stairs.

[if_inconvenient]

Sherlock moans, which is not necessarily an objection, as his back hits the wallpaper.

"You're cleaning that up," he asserts.

[toblameforit]

"Huh?"

He pulls back a little.

"Oh. Quit bleeding on the wallpaper, Sherry."

That is as much of an apology as he will offer right now. That, and grabbing Sherlock's wrist to tow him up the stairs.

[if_inconvenient]

He doesn't resist until they reach the third floor, ten steps away from Tony's bedroom; then he drops his shirt and yanks at his captive hand.

[toblameforit]

Tony's grip tightens.

[if_inconvenient]

"Oh, so it's that way, is it?"

Laughing softly, he pulls harder, until Tony stumbles into him and Sherlock can wrap an arm around his waist and bite down on the corner of his jaw.

[toblameforit]

"Yes."

[if_inconvenient]

Although it's Tony who has a hand locked around his wrist, it's Sherlock who opens the bedroom door and pushes Tony inside.

It closes gently in their wake.