The mother was apparently poisoned, the son seems to have killed himself playing Russian roulette. It’s a murder and a suicide. Or is it a suicide and a murder? At least the case is distracting John from the fact that sex with Sherlock was probably a mistake right from the start. John will learn to cope, one way or another.
This week Chapter 6…
John’s submission, so carefully judged, so wholly deliberate, was faintly frightening, like a block of C4 pressed into his hands, but John’s shocking pliancy lasted exactly as long as he wished it to, and then he became immovable, bedrock. It was like living with a particularly charming shear-thickening fluid, or possibly a very personable rheopectant. Yes, that was John, highly explosive, kissable oobleck.
more than halfway through now.