*lunging toward computer screen to give it a kiss and a hug in joyful abandon* Nothing is more delightful or searingly hot than Mystrade food!porn. UNF. UNF. UNF. This is that perfect combination---funny plus maximum guh. Love everything here--the great slow buildup and the mental calculations Mycroft is making, LOVE that his sexual fantasies caused a Tube strike, Twelfth Night description hilarious, and of course the extended eclair fellatio is just the most delicious thing ever. Lestrade reduced to monosyllabic puddle of goo at the end is perfection. Diet be damned, indeed.