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Disclaimer: Top John / Bottom Sherlock Don't own Sherlock Holmes (BBC) Sherlock and the Helpful Dr. John H. Watson MD. belong to sir Cannon Doyle Just fan fiction for fun and not for profit.

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John gasped out softly as Sherlock's long delicate musician fingers run over his heated flesh..He licked his lips as he watched Sherlock in awe.
In the shadow of the lamp, John could see that Sherlock’s mouth was parted a little. His mouth was even fuller like this, its generous heart shape emphasised through the dim lighting in the room.His eyes were half lidded pupils blown .... he looked....hungry

Slowly the younger man carefully wrapped his hand around John's cock.
His fingers barely touched around the girth, slowly the detective ran his hand up the shift then back down.

"Nn~ s...sherlock...w..wait... "John pulls the younger man's hand away.

Sherlock looks up at him worry and fear in his eyes .

Oh god ...

Did he do it wrong?

Sherlock eyes traced the shape of John's hard length then looked over the doctor's face for reassurance. ..pupils blown wide ,his body was flush from face to his chest, pulse elevated. It was obvious he wanted this....

"Sherlock ....It's fine just "he guides his hand to his mouth and licked the inside of his palm up from his wrist to his finger tips , over the soft skin of each finger, until his hand was moist. All the while keeping eye contact with the younger man below him.

"Wha.." Sherlock started to ask before John wrapped Sherlock's fingers around the base of his cock.. keeping his hand on top of of Sherlock's, using both of their hands to stroke up once...
       twice…..
      ……..the wet friction...sliding along the shaft up to the head , pulling the foreskin over the sensitive glands there .

He whimpered at the sensation.

John began moving his hips, thrusting forward keeping their hands steady, soft sounds escaped though his lips as he rocked into the circle of their fingers.

The sound made Sherlock whine. John was beautiful - Sherlock leaned up and brushed his mouth back and forth over John's collarbone, then moved his soft lips up settling on the side of the doctor's neck, pressing kisses into it. He moved on to John's ear, licking inside it, nibbling on its lobe. Pulling in a deep breath from the man . Sherlock could feel the heavy girth   of John in his hand , throbbing,
Leaking, swelling impossibly larger with each press of his lips,he twitched with each nibble .... John liked that....smirking he continued to nibble kiss and suck. While John thrusted into their hands....It didn't take long before John pushed back and moved Sherlock's hand away "God Sherlock- k..keep this up and I might " he growled....the sound primal ,

Needy ……...Hungry

A shiver ran down the younger man’s spin . Lighting bolts invading his senses, his cock pulsed in his pajama. "J..John" he murmured up to the older man. Their eyes met and they stared at each other for a long moment. Just looking at one another . Deep blue eyes falling into crystal silver gray- breathing each other in.... Was this really happening?

John looked down at Sherlock. ..flushed like a virgin, panting with need...Something he had seen in his dreams ...but this ...was unbelievable… the man under him put Apollo to shame.
Sherlock looked terribly young like this, young, beautiful, and so inaccessible.

Sherlock moved his hand's up to John's shoulders. He rubbed the tout muscle there enjoying the broad shape the twisted wound on John's left shoulder . "C...can I….?”
He pushed John over. His heart pounding in his chest
The man fell back with ease. John nodded not really knowing what sherlock was asking but at this point he didn't care.....

The younger man went back to John's neck with wet open mouth kisses , slowly grazing his teeth over the sweet skin
Slowly john felt his plush lips fall
lower and
lower ….. he traveled ...down ….down……..
          …..neck…….
                         shoulders collarbone pectorals.
Once there he gave the firm muscle a squeeze.

John bit his lip as he watched the mop if ink black curls move
...lower down chest, kneading muscles and breastbone. He traced around John's hardening nipples , pinching and
       …. tugging them, slowly making a path downward. Kissing each mound of muscle on his stomach one ...through six. He dipped his tongue into John's belly button . Oh god....he was so close to Johns cock...
The doctors breath hitched ,he was scared to blank, scared he might miss something. "S...Sherlock you don't have t-" before he could finish, his head fell back. He tried to keep his eye's on the man licking the tip of his swollen head.

"mmn exquisite. .. much better than I imagined "Sherlock rumbled in his baritone voice.
that voice...It was made for sex.
Sherlock rolled the salty flavor on his young before diving down again taking the very tip between his lips.

John watched, cataloging every movement Sherlock made with his tongue. Quick flicks at the glands under the head ,long laps up from the base of his cock to the tip....

He couldn't stop himself from moaning ....Sherlock's tongue should be illegal. ..w...where did he learn to do th-

AH-Nn~

Sherlock sucked just the head inside his mouth and wrapped both hands around John's shaft.. jesus -
He could fit both fist around him.... Johns cock was....incredible..

The older man wasn't going to last much longer like this.....Sherlock's cupid bow lips were the perfect heart shape around his cock...his eyes were hypnotic. ...just tiny sliver of silver peeking behind the black of his pupils like an eclipse.
John grabbed a fist full of Sherlock’s hair and pulled him up and off his cock with a lude pop up just enough to put his lips to the younger mans ear.

”Turn around. On your hands and knees." His voice was gruff and quite but it held all the command to send A shiver down the younger man’s body.

Sherlock hesitated ...was John about to....It was the only explanation....he was nervous. ..he's never done this....he's only experimented with his fingers and small toys....John...John was.....not either of those thing ......but he obeyed willingly. After he had steadied himself on his belly, John trailed his slick fingers down Sherlock’s pale skin. Down his spine and back up again grabbing a fist full of his hair and yanked back softy. He hovered over the taller man's body as he whispered "This is your first time.... Right? don't lie to me Sherlock I don't want to hurt you. "his voice was soft and genuine.

Sherlock nodded .

"That's fine...it's all fine ...lube?" he asked letting go of his hair . Sherlock buried his face in his pillow and pointed to the night stand .

John reached over and grabbed the small expensive bottle that laid right on top. Who would have thought that Sherlock Holmes stored a bottle of lube in his bedroom? He flipped open the cap of the tube and poured some of it on his hand. The cold liquid slowly running down his fingers, glistening in the light.
He can’t help but stare. Sherlock laid before him ,bent over ready for him . With his free hand John pulled Sherlock trousers down to his knees . He saw the young man flinch and bury his face even further into the fabric of his pillow.

Sherlock never felt so exposed and ...if he was honest...He was …. frighted he knew John wouldn't hurt him.... But he couldn't stop his heart from beating , his face from burning with embarrassment and fear from showing on his face . So he covered his face and held his breath . Embarrassingly enough: a whole five seconds of terrifying delight . John leaned forward brushing his hand against the underside of Sherlock's pale bottom with one and experimentally touching behind his balls with the other.

"Shh Sherlock relax.... trust me I won't hurt you...god you're beautiful...." he kissed Sherlock's neck and back softly taking it slow. Keeping his hands away from the crack of his arse just ...for now ....He waits touching caressing Sherlock pale skin. John marvels at the sight of Sherlock pushing back into the bed and wriggling.
John holds Sherlock's leg and presses his lips to the side of his lumbar spin.. John's other hand still tracing slow, lazy patterns on the same leg under his bottom and balls.
When he feels Sherlock relaxing. He rewards the man with another kiss

Sherlock feels arms, strong and warm, cage around him and draw him against a hammering heart. He feels air stir at his hairline. He feels a dry hand press at the nape of his neck, fingers curling him closer as if he would disappear at any moment. He hears an unsteady sigh.

"I'm not going to fuck you mm.mm no I'm going to let you enjoy this.... "Slowly John reached around and griped Sherlock's throbbing almost forgotten cock. They’re pressed together Sherlock's back and John's chest pressing bare skin on bare skin … thighs pressed together. Sherlock could feel John's erection pressing into his arse cheeks.
He moaned at the overwhelming sensations. ..It was to much yet not enough...Johns hand was moving now sending unfamiliar pleasure though his body.... bitting his lips Sherlock angled his his hips, rubbing himself up and down Johns cock, teasing..testing ..feeling the heavy meat between his cheeks.

That ripped a sound from John Sherlock hasn't heard yet....proud of himself he pushed back moaning when John gripped his cock even tighter ...

Pushing back again he captured Johns cock in between his thighs. The tip dragged up against his balls, ripping a harsh gasp out of him, and slid then it slid away , feeling the heavy weight slip along his ass, past his hole, and back again.

Tremors of sweet euphoria ripped though John "you bloody genius. ..god you're brilliant "he murmured into the ear so close to him....

They stayed like that rutting against each other John cock slipped between Sherlock's thighs. Throbbing with each thrust. John pushed past Sherlock's balls up under his cock . He keep a steady rhythm on Sherlock cock, soon they were lost in each other ...nothing but the sounds their voices , their pleasure and the slapping of skin could be heard.

Before long the build up was to much....John came inside Sherlock's thighs coating them and the younger man's sack with seamen. …

Sherlock wasn't far behind. ...it took a few more strokes before John witnessed Sherlock Holmes coming undone falling into a mess of euphoric orgasmic haze...they collapsed next to each other panting and sticky..

John held Sherlock close....they stayed like that for what seemed like forever ....riding their orgasmic high . No words were needed ...Just each other was enough to know. ..this this was all fine they were fine...better then fine....they were finely where they belong in each other's arms....

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BING

Sherlock's phone Chimed. .

"A case? "Sherlock mumbled into John's neck drowsy and almost asleep.

"Mmm-" was John's reply

Sherlock groaned and shuffled to his night stand unlocked his phone ....his eyebrow hit his hairline .

John?

He opened the message and inside was a picture of John's lower body sprawled out, nothing on but Sherlock's skull friend doing nothing to cover John's modesty.
Sherlock glared over at John . Who was sitting up smiling .

"Well If I knew all it took was a picture and a bad date to get you to admit you like me I would have done it long ago..."John said with a wink. "I will admit the first was an accident. ..then well"He shrugged at the stunned man blinking at him " I wanted to see if I could get a reaction out of you."

After Sherlock's could peel his eyes away from the image he roles his eyes at John.
" How stupid do you think I am. Your cock may be attractive, but I do not simply "he makes quotation marks with his fingers " like you.”Slowly he crawled back into John's arms and placed a kiss on his lips. "I love you , and your handsome cock .”

They stared at each other and erupted into a fit of laughter.

John could feel Sherlock’s laughter so close to him pure and warm, his eyes a lit and his hair messy from sex....this was perfect. ..he could spend the rest of his life like this.....

"I love you to Sherlock Holmes. " He murmured between chuckles. Eyes glued on the best thing to ever happen in his life .

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