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By the time John got home Sherlock was asleep. Clearly he must have had a plan. The room was full of burnt out candles and, perhaps more surprisingly, there were fresh sheets on the bed. Also on the bed was a sleeping Sherlock, still tempting in his sparking pumps. John couldn’t decide if he should wake his beauty up or wait till morning to beg forgiveness for spoiling Sherlock’s fun.