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      Mary_Morstan, Sebastian_Moran, Jim_Moriarty, Molly_Hooper, Original
      Female_Character(s), Original_Male_Character(s)
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      Published: 2013-10-20 Completed: 2016-06-19 Chapters: 23/23 Words: 30502
****** What If ******
by Bella_Watson_Holmes, Teithril
Summary
     a series of Random drabbles that is basically smut, various pairings.
Notes
See the end of the work for notes
***** Mycroft Holmes/Greg Lestrade/John Watson *****
Chapter by Bella_Watson_Holmes
Sherlock was out on a case in Russia, so John went to see Mycroft; he didn’t
feel like being alone tonight, he just wanted someone to talk to. He arrived at
the club and walked in. Two men ushered him to the back of the building and he
followed and, once in the room, they closed the door. Mycroft offered John a
drink.
“No, thank you.” John said.
“What brings you here, Dr. Watson?”
“I just need some company.”
“My brother being his usual self? Or is he out on a case?” John nodded.
Mycroft saw right through John and walked up to him, “How about we go to my
place?”
“Sure.” John raised an eyebrow.
oOo
They arrived at Mycroft’s flat as the blond walked in and he looked around and
was amazed. He followed Mycroft to the living room and was gestured to sit down
on the couch. He could tell the red head had an expensive taste, so he took a
deep breath before he was offered a glass of Brandi.
“Thanks.” He said, taking the drink as he sat down.
“So, what really brings you here?” Mycroft asked.
“Wh- something tells me you already know.”
The front door to the flat opened and John saw Greg walk in, “John, didn’t
expect to see you.”
“Same to you.” John said, confused.
Lestrade went up to Mycroft, “Why is John here?” He whispered.
“He needed some company.”
“You sure he will want this?”
“Yes.”
Lestrade looked at John who was still completely confused about the detective
being over. The blond started to suspect the two were partners so he got up and
put the drink down.
“I, um, better go.” The blond said.
“John, please stay.” The red head said, “Greg how about you get take out.”
The detective took a deep breath, “I will be back soon.” The DI left back out
the flat, the blond was getting nervous as the elder Holmes walked up to him.
He backed off and the back of his legs hit the couch the red head was only mere
inches away from him. His heart started to race as the others lips touched his
he froze before he slowly gave into the kiss. Mycroft put his hands on John’s
hips as he pulled away.
“You can’t deny you want this?”
John felt his growing erection and found himself unable to speak with Mycroft’s
lips still close to his. His breathing hitched as the other pulled him closer
and kissed the blond again probing for entrance to his mouth making the other
gasp once the red head gained entrance. The doctor grabbed onto the other’s
arms when the red head pushed against his groin area.
“Why are you doing this?” John finally asked.
“Because I can.”
John heard the flat door open, assuming it was Greg coming back he tried to get
out of Mycroft’s grip but the man was stronger than he looked, or John was just
too weak to get out of the man’s grip. He had to admit he was turned on, but
that little voice inside his head was telling him this was wrong.
“I see why you told me to leave.” Greg said, smiling as he removed his coat and
shoes.
Mycroft let go of John, stepping away as he fell to the couch still in shock
and confused as to what was going on. The elder Holmes phone rang and he left
the room to answer the call.
“Look, I know you’re highly confused and I don’t blame you.” Greg said.
“Care to explain.”
“Have you ever had a threesome before?”
“No.” John groaned at the pain of his throbbing erection. “Am I correct to
assume you two are an item?”
“Yes, you would be, Doctor Watson.” Mycroft said walking back in, “You’re smart
so I think you know what’s coming next.”
John breathing hitched as his pupils dilated as Mycroft walked over to him
again the moment the red head sat next to him all the thoughts going through
his mind disappeared. Greg stood from a distance watching as his partner kissed
John, he wasn’t jealous, it actually was a turn on. The gray haired man felt
the start of an erection as he walked over as Mycroft pulled the other onto his
lap. Greg got next to them undid John’s trousers pulling out his erection
making John gasp as Greg pumped it slowly.
“You want this, don’t you Doctor Watson?” The red head asked as he moved his
hand down the blonde’s button up shirt.
“Yes.” The blond said against the other lips.
“This be more comfortable in the bedroom, wouldn’t you agree Greg?”
“Yeah I do.” The gray hair man agreed.
John was gestured to move off of the elder Holmes lap he did so as Greg removed
his hand from the blonde’s prick. Lestrade stood up taking John’s hand and all
but dragging him to the bedroom and once in the bedroom Greg grabbed John’s
hair pulling him close slamming his lips against the others. The blonde moaned
as he grabbed onto Greg’s white shirt as he was lead to the bed. The detective
pulled away from the kiss and pushed John onto the bed, straddling him.
John pulled Lestrade into kiss entangling his hand in the other’s hair the
older male moved his tongue along the blonde’s lips begging for entrance. The
blonde gasp as the other explored his mouth while moving one hand down the
blonde’s body slowly unbuttoning John’s shirt. He kissed down John’s neck
enjoying the pleasured moans coming from the doctor. The blonde moved his hands
down undoing Lestrade pants pulling out his erection and begin to play with it
making Greg moaned.
“You really want this, don’t you?” Greg asked.
“Of course.” He said as he unbuttoned the DI's shirt, helping to pull it off.
Greg removed John’s coat and shirt, tossing it to the floor. Greg noticed
Mycroft standing in the doorway watching. The detective rummaged through his
night stand drawer, grabbing metal handcuffs. He moved his lips against the
others softly muttering, “Hands above your head.”
John hesitantly obeyed. He groaned as he was cuffed to the bed. The red head
walked around to the other side of the bed, removing his clothes while he was
doing that, Greg removed the rest of John’s clothes. Lestrade pulled out a
bottle of lube, putting some on his fingers but not before he got between
John’s legs. The elder Holmes laid next to John placing a kiss on John’s lips
moving his hand down to the others hard member pumping it. At the same time
Greg was preparing his entrance making the blond move his hips towards the gray
hair man.
“Impatient are we?”
John was speechless as he felt Greg push in a second finger, he moved to the
motion and when Greg pulled his fingers out he mewled at the loss of contact.
Greg got out from in between John’s legs and pulled a condom out of the
nightstand, tossing it to Mycroft. He ripped it open, putting it over his
throbbing hard member before getting between the others legs. He lined up with
the doctor’s entrance before pushing himself into the blonde's arse, grinning
as the other groaned loudly. He thrust fast and deep into the his brother’s
flat mate, leaning down pulling the other close for a kiss.
“Oh, god.” John moaned.
Neither Mycroft nor John noticed the detective grabbing a condom and
positioning himself behind his partner, the red head only noticed when Greg
entered his entrance, he groaned at first but moaned with each thrust while
still thrusting inside John who was close to his limit. Mycroft started to palm
the blonde’s throbbing erection quickly with him soon screaming out his
release. He grabbed John’s hips moving inside him faster as he was about to
reach his limit; he groaned as he released just before Greg did as well.
The gray haired man pulled out, laying on the bed next to John. He reached over
the blond, pulling a key out and unlocking the cuffs. Mycroft had gone into the
bathroom after pulling out of the doctor; Greg just smiled when he came back
out and got dressed before his phone rang.
“Hello? Yes, I will be there.” He hung up. “I must go but I will see you
later.” He said kissing his partner. “See you around, Doctor Watson.”
John covered himself with the blanket and Greg joined him under it.
***** Irene Adler/John Watson *****
Chapter by Bella_Watson_Holmes
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
John was alone at 221b when the doorbell rang. He went down to answer the door,
he didn’t expect to see Irene. She walked in before John could say anything; he
watched her go up the stairs.
“You’re supposed to be dead.” John said, closing the front door and going up
after her.
“I know. Sherlock saved me and made it look like I was dead for my own
protection.” Irene said, she grinned and unexpectedly pushed John to the couch.
She got on his lap and he was still shocked when she kissed him, once he was
over the shock he tried to push her away but she grabbed his hard member. He
let out an involuntary moan.
“That’s no snake in your pants.” Irene whispered in John ear. She started to
play with it slowly, “And here I thought you were gay.”
She kissed him again this time with more passion; the blonde didn’t try
resisting this time. She unbuttoned his shirt as they kissed, feeling down his
chest. She removed her hand from his pants and grabbed his shirt collar,
getting up off his lap and all but dragging him to the nearest bedroom- which
just happened to be Sherlock's room. She pushed him onto the bed and then
removed her dress after kicking her heels off. This time she straddled John and
begun to remove his trousers, only after pulling his shirt off.
She kissed down from his lips until she reach his pants and took them off, once
again playing with his erection. She pumped it slowly and then increased the
speed making him groan in pleasure, she took him into her mouth making him moan
loudly. He couldn’t believe he was letting this happen but he was enjoying it
too much to stop her. The pleasure was too much to resist but, then again, she
was a dominatrix. She crawled back up and kissed him, he pulled her close as
she pulled a condom out of the drawer. She opened the package and placed the
condom over his hard member; she chose to go with the cowgirl position and she
slowly pushed down on his penis until he was deep inside her.
He grabbed her waist and started to thrust inside her, making her moan loudly,
he knew he wouldn’t last much longer the pleasure was too much to handle. Using
his army strength to roll them over, he was soon on top, thrusting inside her.
She pulled him for a kiss and she felt him kiss her neck, making her moan, John
groaned out his release. Irene kissed him softly before he pulled out and laid
next to her, she pulled him close and they both fell asleep in Sherlock's bed
covered by his silk sheets.
Sherlock then walked in, stared at his bed, sighed, face palmed, grabbed a
change of clothes and made his way to John's room, though, not after leaving a
note demanding John pay for new sheets.
Chapter End Notes
     i know this is short but it was one the first F/M ones i wrote.
***** John Watson/Greg Lestrade *****
Chapter by Bella_Watson_Holmes
John walked into 221b tired from work; he had a long day at the clinic. When he
entered the living room he didn’t see his flat mate and the flat was clean; no
sign of any experiments. In fact nothing had been moved since this morning. He
heard a moan from Sherlock’s room, so John went to investigate. He saw the door
was cracked open so he peeked in. Imagine his surprise when saw Mycroft
straddling Sherlock as they kissed. John froze and watched as the two kissed.
He could feel an erection coming on. How could two brothers kissing be so hot?
John heard the front door open and went to see who entered, trying to hide his
erection; it was Lestrade. He stopped and looked at John.
“I thought you had the day off.” John said.
“I do. I wanted to see if you wanted to go out for a drink.” Lestrade said.
John nodded, “Good, you ready?”
“Yeah, let’s go.” The blonde said, hurrying out. Lestrade cocked a brow,
confused, and then he heard a loud groan from Sherlock's room. He left quickly,
following after John.
“Who is Sherlock with?”
“His brother.” John answered as they walked down to the local pub. They made it
to the pub and Lestrade open the door for John, when they got in John ordered
their drinks. The blonde seemed kind of tuned out of the world. Lestrade
touched his shoulder, snapping the other man back to the real world.
“John, you alright?”
“Y…yes.” He stuttered out.
“Have you told Sherlock about us yet?”
“No, I keep getting nervous.”
John started to drink his beer. Lestrade took a deep breath; it had been two
months since he and John started dating. Both figured Sherlock had to know by
now, but he sure hadn’t hinted at it. John and Lestrade both wanted to know if
Sherlock deduced it. Lestrade admired John’s body and that's when he noticed
the bulge in his boyfriend’s pants. After an hour, Lestrade walked John home
and they were at the door. John was about to open the door but he stopped.
“John?” Lestrade questioned as the blonde looked at him, he suddenly felt a
pair of lips against his. He realized it was John kissing him; he placed his
hands on John’s waist. He pulled away, “You okay?”
“Yeah.” John moved away and grabbed Lestrade’s hand pulling him into 221b;
Lestrade stopped.
“You sure about this?” The man asked. John nodded and all but dragged Lestrade
up to his bedroom. Mycroft and Sherlock were still in Sherlock’s bedroom; once
John got Lestrade in the bedroom, he closed the door behind them. The blonde
kissed the gray haired man, begging for entrance to the others mouth, Lestrade
grabbed his lover’s waist and lead him to the bed. The detective straddled the
blonde doctor, the blonde hand entangled in the other man's hair while the
other hand moved down to Lestrade's bulge; he grabbed John's hand; he kissing
down his blonde lover's neck. John moaned loudly.
“I suggest you be quiet or they might hear you.” Lestrade said into John's
neck.
“I don’t care right now.” John moaned, Lestrade grinned and nibbled the other
man's neck. The blonde moved his other hand down to Lestrade bulge unbuttoning
his lover trousers, the older male groaned and took both of John’s hands
pinning them above his head.
“You have too much clothes on.” Lestrade said kissing John gaining entrance to
his mouth, the blonde removed Lestrade coat and started to unbutton his shirt,
the detective got between John’s legs and grabbed him by his waist pulling him
on his lap. The gray hair man pulled off his lovers coat tossing it aside
before removing the blonde man jumper and shirt, he felt pulled the man close
and kissed him softly. John pulled off his lover shirt feeling Lestrade chest;
the two kissed like there was no tomorrow.
“How would you feel about being handcuffed?” Lestrade asked.
“I wouldn’t mind, but I don’t have handcuffs.” John said, Lestrade smiled and
kissed him, gaining entrance to John’s mouth. They broke away for air and John
was pushed back onto the bed, his lover got off the bed and went to his coat
pulling out handcuffs. “You do have the key, right?”
“Of course I do.” The man grinned straddling his lover, John's hands were above
his head. Lestrade cuffed John to the bed; he kissed John before moving his
hands down to John's trousers, pulling them off along with John shoes. He
removed his own shoes and trousers; he pumped his lover’s hard member as he
nibbled his neck.
“Do you have any lube or condoms?” Lestrade asked.
John nodded and pointed to the nightstand; he opened the drawer and saw a
bottle of lube. He removed John pants and then his own, he put some lube on his
fingers but not before getting between John’s legs and spreading them. He put
one finger inside him making the blonde moaned; he moved it inside the man
before adding a second finger.
“Greg.” John moaned, Lestrade than lubed his hard member before lining with the
blonde entrance. He pushed in slowly and stopped to let John get use to him, he
move thrust inside John fast making him groan loudly. He went deeper inside his
lover and groaned at how tight the blonde was, Lestrade knew he wouldn’t last
much longer. He kissed John and started to pump his lover’s erection, as the
two kissed John groaned when he ejaculated in his lover’s hand. Not too soon
after the detective cried out his release, he collapsed on top of John catching
his breath.
“You mind unlocking the handcuffs?” John asked. Lestrade smiled and pulled out,
getting his keys out of his pants. He unlocked the cuffs but not before
cleaning off. He lay next to John covering them both with a blanket. John and
Lestrade heard a loud groan from downstairs; they looked at each other and
smiled holding each other.
***** Mycroft Holmes/John Watson *****
Chapter by Bella_Watson_Holmes
John knocked on the door to Mycroft's flat but got no answer so he checked to
see if it was unlocked, it was to the blond's surprise, so he walked in.
Mycroft sure had a nice flat; he closed the door and walked to the living room.
“Mycroft!” He called out and no response. He placed the file he had brought on
a coffee table and heard footsteps; he looked up to see the elder Holmes
brother standing in a doorway in nothing but an open robe and pants. The blond
stood speechless staring for seconds, he coughed, “I brought back the file.”
“I see.” The other said, he didn’t seem bothered by John seeing him like this.
“I am going to go now, I am sure Sherlock will have a case.” John’s faced was
flushed red, Mycroft was only arms length from him now, the doctor turned to
leave but he felt his arm grabbed. He didn’t look in the direction knowing it
was Mycroft who stopped him; he knew once he looked there was the possibility
of him being kissed. He turned around anyways to only have his flat mate’s
brother inches from his face; he was startled but not surprised.
When their eyes met John's heart started to palpitate and he realized by now
his pupils probably dilated, when the red head kissed him on the lips John was
at first shocked but reciprocated the kiss. He gasped when the other entered
his mouth, he was so lost in the kiss to realize Mycroft had let go of his arm
and placed his hands on his hips. He only noticed what was going on when he was
pulled close to the other; he pulled out of the kiss when he felt Mycroft
erection.
“Fuck.” John murmured, he realized he had one too.
He didn’t make eye contact with the other; the blond was pushed to the couch.
He didn’t get a chance to sit up because the elder Holmes straddled him, before
getting a chance to say anything the other leaned down and kissed him softly.
John's head was tilted to one side and he moaned when Mycroft nibbled on his
neck, he felt the other hand move down to his trousers and unbutton them. The
red head shifted between the others legs, his trousers were pulled down along
with his pants.
The elder Holmes started to pump John’s erection, the blond moan loudly he
hadn’t even noticed the other had moved down to his cock. The doctor groaned
when he felt the other working his hard member, he couldn’t help but buck his
hips into Mycroft into his mouth.
“Ah..fuck!” John groaned.
While Mycroft was working John's hard member he moved his hand down to his own
erection and started to pump it rapidly, John knew he wouldn’t last much
longer. The red head lick the tip of John’s cock, soon after the doctor let out
his release inside the other mouth. The elder Holmes swallow John’s warm seed
as he groaned out his own release, Mycroft sat up looking at John grinning.
“Don’t look at me like that.” John said, catching his breath, he started to
cover himself when both heard the door open. The doctor hurriedly dressed when
he heard the footsteps, Mycroft acted as nothing had happened.
“John! What took you so long?” Sherlock asked.
“Fuck.” John murmured, Sherlock looked at his brother and then at John who
stood up. The brunette knew exactly what happened, “Not a word or I will hit
you.” John said, heading towards the front door.
***** Sebastian Moran/John Watson *****
Chapter by Bella_Watson_Holmes
Sebastian was standing outside a motel room and saw a blond male get out of a
cab, he grinned happily as the male approached him. As soon as the other was in
grabbing distance he took him by the arm pulling him in for a rough kiss, the
other moaned as he was pinned to the wall.
“So glad you could make it.” Sebastian said.
“Yeah, but I don’t see why we need to meet here.” The other said.
“I am sure they know, but I prefer the privacy, John.”
“Yeah, well, if we want that we better get inside.”
“Oh, yes.”
Sebastian all but dragged him inside the motel room, once the door closed John
was pinned to the door by his lover. He groaned at the other and begged for
entrance to his mouth, the blond started to remove Sebastian's jacket. The red
haired male helped him, he then grabbed John’s hips, bringing him closer. The
red head kissed down John’s neck, the blond moaned as the other nibbled
lightly.
“Take your clothes off.” Sebastian said, moving away from his blond lover.
The other complied, slowly removing his clothes; the other couldn’t help but
admire John’s body. Sebastian pulled his shirt off but not before toeing his
shoes off; he went up to John once he had stripped down to nothing.
Sebastian grinned and stood behind John, “Get on the bed and lay on your
stomach.”
John nodded and laid on the bed as he was told, Sebastian removed his clothes
and walked over to the bed but not before pulling the lube out of his pants. He
got over the blond and he laid on top of him nibbling his neck, he grinned as
John moaned softly. He put some lube on his fingers and moved them down to
John’s arse; he stuck a finger inside the blond making him moan.
“You want me don’t you? You can’t wait for my cock to be inside you.” Sebastian
said seductively in John’s ear.
Sebastian stuck a second finger inside him moving them inside John, the blond
moaned as he felt the other kiss his neck softly before biting down. The blond
screamed bucking his hips towards Sebastian fingers, the colonel grinned and
removed his fingers.
“Do you want me deep inside you?” he asked the blond.
“Yes.”
The red head put some lube on his prick before placing it at John’s arse. The
Irish man pushed into John’s arse, the blond groan loudly and grabbed onto the
sheets when his lover started to move back and forth inside his hole. The red
head gripped John’s hips hard enough to leave bruises; the blond knew how
Sebastian like to be rough in bed and in command.
Sebastian grinned, “You like having my cock in your ass.”
The Irish man thrust harder into his lover making John scream, Sebastian
couldn’t help but smile as he went faster, making John groan. Sebastian pulled
out, making John whimper at the lost of contact.
“Now, you’re going to ride my cock.” The red head said, moving off of the blond
and laid on his back.
John got up on his knees and straddled his lover; he lined himself up with the
other prick. Sebastian grabbed John’s hips and pulled him down over his dick.
The blond bit his lip holding back a scream; it took a moment for John to start
moving up and down on his lover’s hard member. The Irish man matched John’s
rhythm thrusting hard deep inside the doctor, the blond groaned loudly.
“You like the feel of me inside your tight ass.” Sebastian said to John
grinning. He gripped his John’s hips tightly thrust the blond on to his hard
member, he wanted to hear his lover scream. He flipped them so the blond was on
his back.
“I’m going to make you mine now.”
Sebastian gripped the headboard and started pounding into to John hard making
him almost scream from the pain, he once again bit down on John’s neck. The
Irish man was reaching his limit and once more the thrust inside John releasing
his seed inside him, Sebastian could feel John’s erection still throbbing
between them. He put his hand around it as he kissed the other and started
pumping it, John let out a few moans before he groaned as he released.
“Not too bad for first time with a man.” Sebastian said. The blond kissed him
begging for entrance to his mouth, someones cell phone buzzed. The two pulled
away from the kiss, Seb grabbed his phone off the nightstand and saw he had a
message.
Please eliminate Xavier –JM
“I got to go; I have a job to do.”
“Alright, we really should get our own place.” The red head said, getting off
of John.
“Well that is what married couples do.” John said.
“But I work for Jim, neither would like it if they knew we got married.”
“So? I really don’t care.” He watched his husband get dressed. “How long will
it take you?”
“No more than an hour, I will be back soon.” Sebastian stuffed his hand gun in
his coat and left the motel.
***** John Watson/Mary *****
Chapter by Bella_Watson_Holmes
John was talking with Mary in her hotel room after they had picked up some take
out. The blond was glad to be seeing someone outside of the flat since he'd got
sick with a cold, but he hadn't found any relief sexually and Sherlock wouldn’t
help with that. Mary noticed that John was tuning out for a while and kind of
had an idea. She scooted closer to John on the bed, cupping her hands on his
face and pulling him into a kiss; getting his attention. He didn’t pull away
right off the bat, but when he did he was surprised.
“So, I was right.” She said.
“Of course you are.” John said, coughing.
“You’re sexually frustrated.”
“Who wouldn’t be when you don’t have a girlfriend for longer than maybe two
weeks before they dump you because your flat mate has a new case.”
“And the fact you love him.”
“That too. That is how I realized I liked him and had suppressed my feelings.”
“Look, you remember what we did in medical school.” John nodded, “We could do
that again since you really don’t want a relationship with anyone but
Sherlock.”
“You sure that’s a good idea?”
“John, we only stopped because I moved to America. We can keep our feelings
separate.” She said, looking him in the eyes and moving her hand through his
blond locks, moving in for a kiss. When her lips brushed against his, he
returned it, placing his hands on her hips pulling her close. “So that’s a yes
I see.” She said against his lips.
“Of course it is, you do have a condom right?” He asked.
She grinned, pushing him on the bed and getting over him. “Oh, of course I do.
I may not be in a relationship but I do have sex still.” John smiled before she
leaned down to kiss him again.
The blond entangled a hand in her brunette hair, moving one hand to her blouse
unbuttoning it slowly. She let out a moaned as the tips of his fingers brushed
against her soft skin. She moved her tongue against his lips, gaining entrance
to his mouth. She slowly moved her hand to the top button of John’s shirt
unbuttoning it as she kissed his neck He let out a light moan as his hands
moved to her bra, looking for the snap as their lips met again. When he found
it he quickly undid the snaps, pulling the strapless bra off and tossing it
aside, massaging her breast before playing with her nipples making her moan
into the kiss.
“We need you get the rest of your clothes off Dr. Watson.” She said, moaning.
Her hands moved down to his trousers, undoing them before he manage to flip
them so he was now on top straddling her pulling her into another kiss he
didn’t take to remove his shoes and trousers. Mary moaned when John kissed down
from her neck to her breast suckling her right nipple undoing her trousers.
He moved off of her and pulled her trousers off along with her panties. She
spread her legs exposing her pussy before he moved back up he removed his
pants. She grabbed him by his hair pulling him close and placing her lips
against his own he moved one hand down to her clit and begin rubbing it. She
let out a small whimper moving a hand to his neck as he kissed hers.
“Now.” She moaned. He looked at her and kissed him, “Just do it.”
He didn’t bother to say anything about using a condom he lined up and pushed
into her without any effort. She wrapped her legs around his waist making him
go deeper and he groaned before he started to move inside her. The brunette
moaned as she arched her back in pleasure before she kissed him gaining
entrance to his mouth making him moan. Her nails dug into his shoulder as he
thrust with abandon she ran her hand through his hair moving at the same
rhythm. The blond knew he was reaching his limit and felt her tighten around
his cock and she moaned into the kiss, releasing just before he did.
“You sure haven’t lost your touch.” She said placing a chaste kiss on his lips.
He looked at her, “It’s only been the last year I haven’t had any.”
“Well, I can say you’re satisfied, but I wonder when you and Sherlock first
have sex who will be receiving.”
John glared at her after he pulled out, “It’s a wonderful fantasy in my head.”
“What, you like the idea of two guys having a sex?” John asked covering them.
“Yea, if you’re the one receiving- don’t give me that look- you probably
thought about it.”
“So what if I have? It probably won’t happen.”
“It will. He may not be normal, but he is still a man with needs and if you’re
the one he likes he will be going to you.” She said as she moved closer to him,
“And don’t worry about the condom, I am on birth control. It’s just to be safe
with a stranger.”
“Yeah.” He laid on his back just a bit worried what Sherlock thought of him
having sex with Mary, whom was John’s friend.
“There’s nothing wrong with what we did. You two aren’t in a relationship as of
yet, so it’s not cheating.” She giggled, “No, I don’t read minds I just know
you.”
***** Sherly/Mycry *****
Chapter by Bella_Watson_Holmes
Chapter Notes
     The beginning of this story is from winterimperfect's Crack Drabbles,
     and he wrote the few lines leading up to the sex scene. (Do check out
     the Crack Drabbles, they are simply marvelous.)
     Do enjoy, and R&R!
“Mycroft, is there a reason I had to come all the way here instead of yo-”
Mycroft looked up sharply, a look of horror colouring his features as he took
in the shocked expression pasted on his brothers usually stoic face. Sherlock
stood, shell-shocked, in the doorway of his brothers room.
“I thought you would be arriving later.” Mycroft stated, his voice level and
composed regardless of the situation.
“In the end I couldn't see the body due to Molly not being at the morgue.”
Sherlock replied, his eyes never leaving his brothers form.
“I see. Some warning would have been splendid, as you can see.”
Sherlock continued to stare at him, his features pinched in a perplexed manner.
Mycroft ignored the obvious demand in those sea-green eyes and continued on, “I
have a case for you. I would do it myself however, it requires vigorous work
and that's more your style. Would you like the details? I'm sure it will be
worth your while.”
“Yes, all very good, Mycroft, but would you please be so kind as to inform me
as to why you're in mum's evening gown?”
"It was needed for the case I was taking care of."
"The case of Lestrade liking men in women's clothing you mean?"
"Do shut up brother."
Sherlock had to admit his brother looked good in an evening gown he was going
to ask what the case was but he was more distracted by his brother. He walked
over to the elder Holmes who was standing by the bed Mycroft was about to say
something but the brunette pulled his older brother into a kiss. He immediately
reciprocated the kiss as Sherlock hand entangled his short hair and gained
entrance to his mouth making him gasp in surprise before moaning in pleasure.
Mycroft was pushed to the bed and the consulting detective straddled his
brother before placing his lips against the others. The red head removed
Sherlock’s scarf before he pulled off the consulting detective coat tossing it
alongside the scarf already on the floor. The brunette got off of his brother
pulling off the purple evening gown after undoing the hooks and got his older
brother in the middle of the bed before spreading his legs getting in between
them.
Mycroft pulled Sherlock into a kiss moving one hand down the buttons of his
dress shirt unbuttoning them. He moved against his younger brothers groin area
making the brunette moan not to mention Mycroft could feel the others erection
throb.
“You really want this?” Sherlock asked.
The elder Holmes just pulled his brother into another kiss. The brunette
trousers were unbuttoned by his brother and his erection pulled out. He moaned
as the other pumped it he rummage through the red head nightstand for a condom
or lube. He found a bottle of lube closing the drawer he pulled it out of he
quickly removed his brothers pants before applying lube to his fingers and
begun to probe his entrance.
Mycroft moaned as the other took his erection into his mouth while preparing
his entrance for penetration. He moved his hips wanting Sherlock deep inside
him.
“Just do it already Sherlock.”
The brunette pulled his mouth off of Mycroft erection while pulling his fingers
out. He moved up pushing the other leg to his chest before lining up with his
entrance the other was too impatient to wait so he took his free leg forcing
the other to push inside him.
“Impatient are we brother.”
The other glared at him and Sherlock held onto the sheets starting to thrust
inside his elder brother making him moan loudly. He leaned in giving his
brother an open mouth kiss as he moved faster into his brother the other legs
wrapped around the brunettes hips pushing him in deeper. He grabbed his
brother’s hips as he neared his limit thrusting until he groaned out his
release the brunette placed a kiss on his brother lips as he pumped the red
head erection making the elder brother moan in to the kiss as he released.
Neither had heard someone come into the flat until they heard footsteps stop at
the door.
“Um… I will be downstairs..waiting.” John said awkwardly as Mycroft looked at
him.
***** Irene Adler/Sherlock Holmes *****
Chapter by Bella_Watson_Holmes
Chapter Notes
     WinterAsh wrote the chapter.
See the end of the chapter for more notes
He settled onto the bed, the cotton sheets soft under his form as he shuffled
forward. He looked up at the ceiling, waiting for her to come out of the
bathroom. He leaned back onto the bed, resting his head on the pillow. His
hair, damp, stuck to his face and the sheets clung to his wet torso. His heart
palpitated slightly in excitement. He knew what was going to happen and he just
couldn't contain his glee.
He heard the door to the bathroom open and light footsteps heading for his
room. He heard a quiet exchange of words and knew John was still up. Poor him,
he will probably end up leaving the flat for a few hours.
She entered and he turned to look at her, studying how her damp locks stuck to
her face and neck, some even going so far as into her cleavage, which was quite
apparent in the white shirt she had borrowed off him, only buttoning two of the
middle buttons, the vixen. His loose pyjama bottoms practically slid off her as
she made her way to the bed, climbing on and sitting opposite of him, an
eyebrow cocked expectantly.
"I know exactly how to liven this up." She whispered, a devious smirk curling
her lips as she reached behind her.
His breath hitched, the excitement nearly cutting off his air supply as she
pulled a box out from under the bed. Inside held such untold pleasures he
practically felt himself shivering. She gave him a knowing look and slid up
onto the bed.
It only took a minute before she leaned forward, the shirt gaping open and
giving him a rather ample view of her assets as she whispered, "It's all
prepared for us. Shall we begin?"
His breath came out in shuddering gasps and he reached forward.
oOoOo
It didn't take long for things to get heated and John sighed harshly, getting
up and grabbing his coat and shoes. The yelling and cries were distracting and
he wanted to finish this fascinating book. The cafe down the street was getting
to know him and his order would be prepared by the time he reached the counter,
lovely really.
He left the flat swiftly, closing the door on a strangled groan. He sighed once
outside on the street and made his way down to the cafe, book in hand. He was
nearly at the climax and nothing was going to get in his way until he finished
it.
oOoOo
"No, no... to the right a little more... yes."
Sherlock's fingertips trembled a touch as he pulled away, staring at her with a
brow raised high, challenging even. She eyed him in much the same manner,
visibly shaking as he said in a deep, honeyed whisper, "Get the rope."
She complied, reaching between them and grasping it, but pulling away as
Sherlock went to grab it. "Not so fast." She replied, sliding back so she was
just out of reach. Irene let out a soft moan as Sherlock's hand slid over her
breast, distracting her just enough that she made a wrong move and the rope was
in his hand.
"It was Colonel Mustard with the rope in the kitchen. There! I played it
properly! See John? John?"
"He left awhile back, I heard the door close." Irene said, leaning back on her
elbows as she eyed the brunette whom huffed at not being able to prove to his
partner that he could, in fact, play Cluedo 'properly'.
Chapter End Notes
     Neither of us like Irene/Sherlock. This is as close as you're
     getting. -AW
     I feel like laughing evilly...why? i don't know.. i just do weird,
     right? totally weird. now 'thriller' playing in my head.-Bella
***** Jim Moriarty/John Watson *****
Chapter by Bella_Watson_Holmes
"Why, Hello there, John!" Jim called out, walking up to John before one hand
slithered out, quick as lightening, to grab hold of the lapel of John's shirt
and bring him in close, so close that Jim could whisper, "I'm going to fuck you
long and hard, all night long, and you're going to love every fucking minute of
it."
John breathing hitched, “W..what makes you think I will let you?”
“You want it and I know you need it.”
John groaned as the dark haired man pinned him to the wall and kissed him,
making the blond moan as he gave into the kiss. He felt Jim's erection against
his thigh wanting more of the man’s touch despite the fact that he was
Sherlock’s enemy, but he had been lonely for so long he didn’t care.
Jim pulled away as John whimpered from the loss of contact, “Now tell me how
much you want this.”
“I want you.” John moaned as the other moved against his groin.
He pulled John to the nearby bed and tossed him on it getting over him, the
blond didn’t get a chance to react before he was pulled into another kiss. The
blond moved his hand down to the dark haired man’s trousers, unbuttoning them
and pulling out the others erection and playing with it.
“So you need me don’t you?”
“Y…yes.”
John was so caught in the moment he didn’t think about what he was doing or
saying. His hands were pinned above his head and the other pulled off John’s
shirt, planting kisses on his neck as he took the others trousers off but not
before removing the blonde's shoes.
“You’re going to suck me off.” The dark haired man stood up and John didn’t
think twice as he sat up on the edge of the bed taking the other into his mouth
quickly and moving his tongue around the head of Jim’s prick. “So good Johnny
boy.”
The blond bobbed his head up and down pleasuring the other and enjoying himself
as the dark haired man pulled John’s mouth off his erection and laid the other
back. He begin to remove the others pants as he kissed him and once the blond
was naked Jim pulled away.
“On your hands and knees.”
John didn’t hesitate to follow the order and wasn’t paying attention to see the
other pull out a bottle of lube. Jim put some lube on his fingers and pushed
one into John’s arse making him moan out loud. The dark haired man probed the
blonde's entrance and he put in a second finger.
He kept thrusting harder and deeper into John until he reached his limit,
releasing into the blond. After Jim pulled out he flipped John onto his back
and spread the blonde’s legs and getting between them. He palmed John’s
erection before leaning in to kiss the blonde before exposing his neck. Jim bit
down on the others neck and the blonde groaned as he released into the other
hands.
***** Mycroft Holmes/ Jim Moriarty (AU) *****
Chapter by Bella_Watson_Holmes
Chapter Notes
     Yes this is short. It is also the first time writing this pairing so
     it is an AU. it was requested or suggestion by someone who likes this
     pairing or anyone with Mycroft but i can't remember totally since it
     took me a few days to come with the scene. so i hope you like it.
The dark haired teen’s lips moved against his boyfriends as they kissed. He
slid onto the red head's lap, entangling a hand in the others hair as the other
arm wrapped around his neck. The younger of the two pulled away.
“Condom?”
“Jim, relax, of course I do.” Mycroft said.
Mycroft pulled Jim back in for a kiss as he moved one hand under the teens
jacket, pulling it off his small frame. He kissed down to the others neck as he
let out small whimper while the red head's hand rubbed Jim’s groin area through
his trousers. The older man grinned as he felt the other get harder, his
erection straining against his pants. Mycroft's erection was also straining to
get out of his trousers so he gave the teen a kiss before saying, “On your
knees.”
The teen complied as his therapist undid his trousers and pulled his erection
through his pants. Jim knew what he wanted and moved closer, getting between
his legs and putting his hand around the others prick. He put his mouth over
it, making the other moan as the dark haired male moved his head up and down.
“That’s it.” The other moaned as he felt the young man move his tongue around
the head. His hands entangled in the teens hair, forcing himself further into
the others mouth making Jim gag momentarily. He thrust into the teen’s mouth
before pulling him off and bringing him back up into a kiss. He quickly undid
the others trousers, pulling them down until they were at Jim’s ankles. He laid
the teen on the couch after standing up, pulling the younger mans trousers off
the rest of the way and tossing them aside. He put either hand on each side of
the dark hair male’s pants, pulling them off as well.
Mycroft than removed the teens t-shirt before spreading his legs and getting
between them, admiring his young lovers body. “So beautiful.” He muttered. Jim
moaned as his lover kissed down his chest to his erection; he gasped when the
other took him into his mouth. He let out a moan when the red head moved his
tongue around the head of his dick he bucked his hips into his older lover’s
mouth as his breathing hitched. He tried holding back a moan but couldn’t for
long; he was so lost in the pleasure of the other mouth around his cock he
hadn’t noticed the other pulling out a bottle of lube from under the couch
pillow.
Jim mewled when he felt the other put a lubed up finger into him and moved it
inside him before adding a second finger making the other groan at first. The
dark haired male moaned uncontrollably until the other pulled his fingers out
and removed his mouth from the smaller mans prick. He moved up to the teens eye
level before he got up, removing his trousers and pants and grabbing a condom
from his desk. He went back over to his teen lover.
The teen got off the couch and walked over to his older lover. The red head
bent the teen over his desk face first. He ripped the package open and rolled
the condom over his aching need before he slid into Jim’s arse letting him
adjust first. He grabbed the boy’s hips and began to thrust deep into the dark
haired teen as he moaned with every thrust. The teen matched the others rhythm
just before he released shortly before the other reached his limit, groaning as
he released into the condom.
***** John Watson/ Molly Hooper *****
Chapter by Bella_Watson_Holmes
John pulled Molly close as their lips moved against each others. She let out a
soft moan when the blond moved his hand down to her hips; he led her to the
wall pinning her against it. She wrapped one arm around his neck and the other
moved along his cheek. She let out a whimper when he pulled away.
“Um..” He was cut off by her kissing him.
“I want you.” She said.
He wasn’t sure what to say and he really didn’t get a chance to before he was
the one pinned to the wall as she was kissing him again, begging for entrance
to his mouth. She moved one hand under his jumper and began to pull it off as
he helped along with removing his undershirt. She once again planted a kiss on
his lips while undoing his trousers quickly, he let out a small moan when he
felt her hand go down his pants and touching his prick. He took a deep breath
before leading her to the couch after she pulled her hand out. He didn’t stay
on top for long because she flipped him only after a minute of being on the
couch. She pulled his trousers off before she removed her own shirt. By now
John’s erection felt like it was throbbing but he wasn’t sure since he was
staring at his current lover.
He pulled her down for a kiss and undid her trousers, the auburn haired girl
kissed down his neck as he let out a moan. She removed her lips from his neck,
getting off of him and pulling off her trousers and panties. John laid his head
back, holding back a groan in frustration as she got between his legs, pulling
his pants off; he didn’t dare looked up. She started to pump his erection
before he felt her mouth move over his prick moving her tongue around the head
of it.
“Oh god.” He moaned, panting heavily.
She could taste his precum as it flowed out; soon enough she moved back up and
planted a soft kiss on his lips while taking one hand and moving it to her
clit. He got the hint and started to rub it making her let out a moan against
his neck as she planted a few kisses on it. He moved one hand to her left
breast and played with her nipple as they explored each others mouth. His cock
was throbbing against her pussy she grabbed it and helped guide it into her as
John pulled his hand away from her clit. She moved up and down on his dick as
he played with her breasts gently pinching them making her keen. The blond
grabbed her hips and moved started to thrust fast inside her as she begin to
moan uncontrollably.
“Ah..” She moaned just before he pulled her closer for a kiss.
She tilted her head to side exposing her neck to him and he took the chance to
bite down on her neck. She moaned as she came and shortly before the other
reached his limit she placed a bite on his neck causing him to groan out as he
released inside her.
***** Sebastian Moran/John Watson (AU) *****
Chapter by Bella_Watson_Holmes
Colonel Moran was in his office waiting for Captain Watson to come in. He heard
a knock at the door grinning.
“Come in.”
The door opened and he turned to see a blond male enter, “You wanted to see me
Colonel?”
“Yes I did, Captain. You know I don’t like it when someone disobeys an order.”
“Yes, sir.”
“So why did you?”
“Someone would have been hurt sir.” Captain Watson said.
“I need to show you what happens when someone disobeys.” Moran said, going to
the door he locked it. The blond got nervous, “Now I suggest you follow orders
this time captain.” He looked straight into the blue eyes of the other as he
walked up to him. The blond knew his colonel meant business, “Are we
understood, captain?”
“Yes colonel.”
“Good.”
The red head grabbed the other by the hair pulling him into a rough kiss. The
blond groaned as the other pressed against him. He backed him into a wall with
the other had a firm hold on his hips grinding against the blond. The captain
moved one arm around the taller man’s neck and the other entangled in Moran's
hair. The blond moaned into the kiss and Moran moved his hands along the others
trousers unbuttoning them. He could feel the blonde’s growing erection against
his own.
“You really want me.” He said against Watson's lips.
“Yes.” He moaned.
Moran kissed the other, begging for entrance to his mouth and the blond let him
in. He moaned as the other undid his trousers; the red head tilted the blonde’s
neck to the side placing soft kisses on it as he pulled the others shirt out of
his trousers. He moved his hands under the blonde’s shirt, hearing the other
mewl at the touch of his colonel he couldn’t wait to hear the other beg. He
grabbed the bottom of the shirt and pulled it over the captain’s head, tossing
it aside. He admired the others abs before moving back in for a kiss the blond
quickly pulled off Moran shirt it was also tossed aside.
“Have you ever done this before?” Moran asked.
“No.”
“Now Captain, strip.” He ordered the other. The blond held himself up after
almost losing his balance as the other stepped away. He nodded and begun to
remove his boots, the other watched grinning as he went around to his desk,
pulling out a condom. He admire the others body as he walked back over to the
captain and got close enough to whisper.
“On your knees.” The blond followed the order. Moran pulled his erection out of
his pants, “Now suck it Captain.”
Watson took a deep breath and grabbed the others erection pumping it a bit
before taking it in his mouth. The red head moaned at the other moved his head
up and down his hard cock he placed one hand in Watson hair as he felt the
captains tongue move around the head of his prick. He forced the other deep
throat him before he pulled the blond off.
“Bend over the desk.”
He watched the blond get up and walked over to the desk bending over his arse
exposed to his colonel. Moran opened the condom package and rolled it over his
hard member. He made sure he was lined up with Watson's entrance. He pushed in,
hearing the other hold back a groan; he let the other get use to him before
moving inside him. He thrust hard into the captain, making him let out a moan
with every thrust. The red head kept a tight grip on the blonde’s hips. Watson
wanted so bad to pump his own erection as it throbbed against the desk, leaking
pre cum he groaned as the other thrust faster hitting his prostate eventually
reaching his limit and letting out. The blond could feel he was close to coming
and was pulled up held against his colonel he felt the other put his hand
around the captains prick and begin to pump it. It only took a matter of two
minutes for the blonde to moan out his release while the other was still inside
him.
“You want more?”
“Yes sir.” He said catching his breath.
“Next time, I claim you.”
***** Jim Moriarty/Sebastian Moran/John Watson *****
Chapter by Bella_Watson_Holmes
Chapter Notes
     This is an Insert from Psychopath Relations. i should mention it's a
     non-con too.
Sebastian was home after finishing a job when Jim texted him to come to the
bedroom. He walked in and the dark haired man grabbed him by his hair, pulling
his lips to his own roughly. Sebastian moaned and pushed his partner to the
bed, straddling him and entangling his hand in the others hair. The smaller man
groaned as the other moved against his groin area.
“Didn’t play with your little pup I see.” Seb said when he pulled away.
“Not yet, but I do have a job for you.” Jim said, unbuttoning the Irish man's
shirt before undoing his trousers and pulling the man into another bruising
kiss. The red head moved his hand down the others torso, undoing Jim's
trousers. “I need you to watch Sherlock.” The dark haired man moaned.
“That shouldn’t be a problem.”
The red head quickly removed Jim’s shirt, kissing his neck before biting down,
making the other scream loud enough for John to hear from the guest room. The
smaller man moved his hand down to the others pants, grabbing Seb's erection
and teasing him; the other moaned as the other played with his hard member.
“You really want this or do you have something else planned?”
“I do. Johnny boy!” He called out and the blond walked in, shaking. “Get over
here.”
The red head got off of his partner as the blond got on the bed and was pulled
into a bruising kiss by the dark haired man. He groaned in discomfort as he was
forced down on his back. Sebastian toed his shoes off before removing his
trousers and watching as Jim bit down on the blonde’s neck; he saw other start
to try and fight off Jim but was slapped by the psychopath.
“I never said you could fight back, now did I, pet!” He just about yelled at
the blond.
“N..no” John stuttered. Sebastian was gestured over by Jim and the man looked
at him, “Sebastian you want to have a little fun with this Psycho whore?”
“If you're offering.”
“I think he needs to learn his place.” Jim said getting off of John, whom
hadn’t moved since the other slapped him. The blond shivered as the sniper got
on the edge of the bed, grabbing him by the collar of his shirt and his face
was now only mere inches away from the other as he stared at him.
“I suggest you behave like the good little whore you are.” The red head grabbed
John’s hair, bringing their lips together roughly. The blond resisted the urge
to push the other away when Sebastian pulled away, grinning as he ripped John's
shirt open and pushing the other back onto the bed, getting over him before
pulling out a pair of handcuffs.
“Take your shirt off.” He said in his military tone. John sat up, obeying
without hesitation. “Good keep this up and I won’t hurt you too bad.” He laid
the other back on the bed, but not before kissing him. The blond was handcuffed
to the bed and shifted as he felt the others hands moved down his torso to his
groin area, slowly undoing his trousers and pulling them off. He could see Jim
watching out of the corner of his eye but tensed up, closing his eyes when he
felt a blade against his abdomen. The tip of the blade dug into his skin.
“I bet your precious detective never did that, now did he?” Jim asked.
“No.” John said through the few tears that fell down his face. He moaned in
relief when he no longer felt the blade against his body but knew there had to
be more. He opened his eyes when the other kissed his neck while pulling out
his erection and rubbing it against the blonde’s groin area. John was getting
an erection when he normally didn’t get one from this type of rough of sex. The
red head looked at Jim and knew that he had spiked something John had drank
with Viagra or some kind of other drug to give him arousal.
“You want this, don’t you whore?” The sniper asked, grabbing his neck roughly.
“Y..yes.” He manage to choke out.
The man on top got between the smaller man’s legs, grabbing the knife again and
cutting off the others pants. He moved his thumb along John’s lips as he leaned
in to kiss him, placing his lips on the others and playing with the blonde’s
erection, which was moving at the same rhythm.
“You really are a whore. Your body wants me so bad that you’re begging for it.”
John had to admit his body wanted it, but his mind was saying no but that’s not
what was coming out, “Please, just do it.”
“Do what?”
“Please take me.. God, I need you inside me.” The blond moaned.
Sebastian took his hand off of John’s prick and lined himself up with his
entrance after putting some lube on his aching need. He pushed in roughly and
thrust inside the doctor, making him scream from the pain as the blond fought
against his restraints. He eventually moved against the sniper in the same
rhythm and the red head entangled his hand in his blond locks, pulling him for
a rough kiss. John’s throbbing erection between them as he felt the other move
deeper inside his arse moving faster and faster. The doctor moaned out his
release unable to control his body reaction but soon enough Sebastian let out
inside the other before pulling out.
Only when the red head pulled out did John groan in pure pain. He saw Jim walk
up to the edge of the bed as the other went into the bathroom. The dark haired
man said nothing only getting between his legs and spreading him wide.
“Please don’t.” John begged the effect of the medicine having wore off. Jim
ignored his pets cries and pushed in him getting pleasure from the blonde’s
screams as he thrust into him until he released feeling satisfied.
“Pet, let me remind you that you don’t have a choice, understood?” the man
stared into his blue eyes.
“Understood.” John said.
***** Greg Lestrade/Sherlock Holmes/John Watson (AU) *****
Chapter by Bella_Watson_Holmes
John and Lestrade were partners, but recently one of Greg’s grade eleven
students was taking an interest in him. He had fended him off until now, but
the student had broken into his flat by picking the lock. He didn’t know until
John had all but screamed when he saw the young man naked in the flat.
“John, ev- oh, no.”
“Is that the student?” John asked. Greg nodded, “how the hell you get in?” He
asked looking at Sherlock.
“I picked the lock.”
“Can you please get dressed?” Greg asked.
“Why? The doctor's clearly turned on.”
Greg looked at John, whom just hurried to their bedroom to avoid the awkward
moment.
“Look, Sherlock, I told you no.”
“But you want to say yes.. So I assume he’s your partner- good looking man
too.” Sherlock winked. Greg let out a deep breath, “You two have been having
some trouble… you need a little more excitement in the bedroom.”
Greg didn’t say anything, for he was now speechless and John had come back out
of the room with a blanket. He tossed it to Sherlock, whom only covered his
lower half while sitting on the couch.
“Why the hell can’t you take no for an answer?” John asked.
“Because he wants me and you know it. I also know you would like to watch.”
“What makes you think that?”
“Your pupils instantly dilated when you saw me. You two clearly haven’t been
intimate with each other in some time. It's probably because the excitement's
gone, which causes a lot of divorces and you two are heading that way unless
you find something to rekindle the flame.”
“Is that all?” Greg asked, knowing the teen wasn’t done.
“No, I also know John’s an army doctor recently home from a tour of duty. So I
am sure that has put a strain on the relationship.”
John looked at his partner bewildered, “Amazing.”
The teen was caught off guard by the comment, “That’s not what people usually
say.”
“How utterly surprising.” Greg muttered. Sherlock smirked, looking over at his
teacher, “Don’t give me that look.”
“I am going to take a walk, you two sort this out.” John said, starting to
leave.
“John!” The door closed shut, “Seriously, my home.”
Sherlock pulled the blanket off, walking up to the man and quickly pulling him
into a kiss before he could back off. Greg at first rejected the kiss but
returned it, pressing the teen to the wall and losing the last of his self-
control. The student moved his hands down to the older man’s trousers quickly
unbuttoning them, sliding his hand down into Greg’s pants.
“Mmm..”
Sherlock licked Greg’s lips, gaining entrance to the man’s mouth as he wrapped
one arm around his neck. The teacher moved against the teen as his cock was
teased slowly; Greg grabbed the teens hand, dragging him to the couch. When
Sherlock was forced to his knees he could only grin as he watched the older man
pull his prick out.
“Now, suck it.”
The teen took the man into his mouth, working his tongue around it making the
other mewl loudly. He fisted the young man’s hair, pushing in deeper unaware
his partner had come back already. The blonde should have been fierce and
jealous of the sight before him, but that wasn’t the case- he wanted to be a
part of it. He had never seen anything so hot in his life unless he had taped
his little indiscretion when he was seventeen.
He made his way to the bedroom, which was out of Greg’s sight and grabbed a
condom along with a bottle of lube. When he got back to the den he smiled, “You
will need this.” Greg froze when he heard John’s voice. “Don’t worry, you can
have your fun with him I just want to join.”
“You sure have too much clothes on, I think he needs to get them off of you.”
Greg said.
“So do I.”
Sherlock moved away from Greg, going over to John, whom was by the couch now.
He was pulled into a rough kiss by the army doctor before he started to remove
his clothes.
Sherlock touched John’s hard member, moaning as the other kissed along his
jawline. After the teen removed John’s pants the blonde sat on the couch,
gesturing the teen to get on his knees in front of him.
“Now, you know what to do.” John said.
Greg grabbed the bottle of lube applying some to his fingers, but not before
removing the rest of his clothes. He got behind Sherlock on the floor, pushing
a finger into the teens arse moving it inside him. The brunette moaned while
still bobbing his head up and down on John’s cock. When the grey haired male
added a second finger, Sherlock gasped. The blonde pulled Sherlock off of him
and up onto his lap, pulling him in for a kiss.
“Now ride me.”
“But-”
“Don’t worry, you will have Greg pounding into you.”
Sherlock lined himself with the doctors penis after getting into the proper
position. He groaned when he felt John’s erection stretching him as he moved up
and down on the man. The two shared open mouth kisses as Greg watched, seeing
that John was reaching his limit. He heard John moan as his seed filled the
teen; he smirked, watching as the teen followed John’s order to get into the
doggie position on the floor. The teacher got behind the teen, all three
forgetting about using condoms; Greg simply pushed into Sherlock, making him
moan loudly as he pounded into him.
“Ah.. I’m clos.. mmm.”
“Then cum for me.” Greg said.
It didn’t take long for Sherlock to release, his semen covering the hardwood
floor. John had already cleaned up and started to get dressed, still watching
when Greg finally reached his own limit. The teen was held up by Greg before he
was moved to the couch covered by a blanket.
***** John Watson/Sherlock Holmes (AU) *****
Chapter by Bella_Watson_Holmes
Chapter Notes
     This is one of my earlier works for Johnlock.. i edit it bit from the
     original posted on ff. Hope you like.
In the library, seventeen year old John was looking for a certain book that he
need for English class; the library wasn’t full so it was fairly quiet. He went
down another section and wasn’t paying attention until he ran into someone and
fell over.
“I’m sorry.” John said, looking up.
“It’s alright.” The librarian said, John knew who the man was.
“Um… I was looking for a b…book.” The blond stuttered.
“What book?”
“Um… this one.” He pointed to a name on a piece of paper.
“Well, I haven’t put it on the shelves yet.”
“Oh.”
“You could come in the back with me.” The man suggested.
“You sure, Mr. Holmes?” John asked.
“It isn’t illegal. Call me Sherlock.” The man walked away, John bit his lip and
followed. The librarian smirked, “Come in.” he said while opening a door. The
student walked in and no one was back there, he was gestured towards a desk.
“Now, before I get you that book.” Mr. Holmes stood behind the teen and leaned
in by his ear. “I see the way you look at me.”
“I don’t know what y..you’re talking about.”
“Yes, you do.” Mr. Holmes said moving his hand down to John’s groin area,
“You’re attracted to me, and you have an erection to prove it.”
John cheeks flushed red; Mr. Holmes moved in front of John and grabbed his
hand. He all but dragged him to a dark room, when the door closed the brunette
grabbed his backpack and slid it off the teens shoulder.
“W..we could get caught.” The blond said.
“Don’t worry we won’t, have you ever had sex?”
“No, but I don’t want to get you in trouble.” The teen was attracted to the
man, he had dreamed of being kissed and touched by the tall lithe brunette. He
was so lost in thought and before he knew it the others lips came in contact
with his, he moaned as the older male gained entrance to his mouth. The teen
pulled Sherlock closer and felt his hard member; he undid the others pants
quickly finding Mr. Holmes cock. He made the other groan softly; John pulled
away from the kiss and moved down before the other could say anything.
The teen got on his knees and then took the librarian into his mouth, the other
was just a little shocked as the blond moved up and down on his cock. Sherlock
held back a groan as the younger male licked the head of his penis, the teen
felt the older man start to spasm and knew he wouldn’t last too much longer.
Only minutes later Sherlock released his hot seed down John’s throat, John
stood up and was back at the others level.
“I better take care of you now.”
John didn’t say anything he let the older man undo his jeans, he felt the
others mouth move over his erection. He bite his lip as the other worked his
hard member, he wanted so bad to moan but didn’t want anyone to hear him. He
felt himself reaching his limit and he let out inside the librarian mouth, he
caught his breath.
“That was better than I thought it be.” The teen said.
“Well, my information is in your backpack so we can do this more often.”
Sherlock kissed John with passion. “I need to get you that book.” The older
male covered up and John quickly covered himself up.
***** Sebastian Moran/John Watson (AU) *****
Chapter by Bella_Watson_Holmes
Chapter Summary
     Non-con
John’s vision was blurred and he could feel the rope being looped between his
wrists, but he couldn’t stop him. He groaned as the rope was tightened by
Sebastian; the pounding in his head made it hard to keep his eyes open. He was
pulled up roughly by his arm and dragged, stumbling along the way. He was
tossed to the floor again and he could see him grabbing more rope -which he
secured around the binding on his wrist.
“You were too easy.”
There was someone walking up the wooden steps; he could hear the clicking of
his heals. His vision was starting to come back and he could see a dark, short
haired male. He stopped at the bottom of the steps, but before he could say
anything he was pulled up once again roughly.
“Was he much of a Challenge?”
“Not like I hoped but.. he did better than the rest.”
The rope was secured to a metal bar above John; behind him was a wall of items
that he assumed were used for torture. He didn’t have a very good view of them
but he could see some of it.
“What nothing to say?” the taller male asked. He stood in front of the blonde,
who gave him a stoic stare. “Brave, aren’t we?”
“He won’t be hard to break,” the other grinned, “He’s already weak.”
“Who says you will break me?” John retorted.
“Well I better prove you wrong..”
He went to the wall and grabbed a knife with a serrated blade; John didn’t
move, for he intended on not showing any fear. Though he had to admit that he
was scared of what the man planned on doing. The bottom of his shirt was lifted
and he could feel the tip of his fingers on his skin. He didn’t like the other
touching him and he screamed as the knife was pushed into his side.
“I am going to break you like there is no tomorrow.”
“I’d like to see you try.” John gasped out.
He shivered Sebastian grinned, it was almost like he was being possessed by
something. No man could be this evil or cruel, but as the knife was pulled out
with a twist, he was starting to think otherwise. The knife was placed at the
hem of his t-shirt.
Sebastian got inches from his face, “I intend on breaking you. I want to hear
your screams.” with that he cut off his shirt with no effort at all. “I suggest
you stop acting like you're not scared.”
The other male smirked, “Too bad I have to go, I hope you're taping this.”
John took a deep breath and watched as Sebastian went over to the wall,
grabbing one of the many gags. He took a deep, long, breath.
“Now, open your mouth.” he didn’t follow the order and as a result,Sebastian
smacked him across the face. His head was still pounding and his jaw hurt like
hell.
“Do I need to order you again?” He still didn’t respond.
“You are a tough one..”
He undid John’s trousers and moved his hand down into his pants, “You're no
fool, now open up.”
Sebastian saw the fear in John’s eyes as he placed his hands on his balls.
Sebastian could see that the teen wasn’t going to comply. John screamed as his
balls were squeezed, which gave the other the chance to shove the gag in. He
then secured the buckle behind his head.
“Maybe you will think twice about disobeying.”
John had tears running down his face while the other removed the rest of his
clothes. The taller of the two grabbed a small whip from the wall, striding
towards his victim -whom was now all but panicing when he wasn’t focusing on
the pain. He knew there was more to come and, sure enough, he screamed into the
gag as he felt the leather hit his back. The pain was nothing like he felt
before and it wasn’t going to get any better.
Each hit the pain got worse, making him scream with every strike. When it
stopped he realised his wrists hurt from pulling at the rope; John could feel
every single pain in his body. The redhead stood in front of him and moved his
hand along his chin, grinning the whole time. It also made John shiver, and
that was when the gag was removed. Sebastian leaned in, biting down on the
blonde’s neck hard, making John let out another scream.
“I will be back in a bit.”
“You can’t leave me like this.” He sounded like a begging lover.
“I can and I will. I promise I won’t be long.” He said, walking away and
closing the door behind him.
The teen pulled at the ropes despite the pain, but naturally it was no use. His
captor had made sure that he couldn’t get out and it was a safe bet that if he
screamed no one would hear him. He feared that they would kill him, but at this
point he wasn’t sure what the plan was. He wasn’t sure how long he stood there,
hanging by the ropes, before the other returned.
Sebastian undid the rope and caught him, taking him to the table on the other
side of the room. John would have tried to run but the pain just made him too
weak. The cold table against the open wounds on his back increased his agony.
He groaned when his wrists were secured to the end of the table. The other
grabbed two leather straps, securing one on his calf and attaching it to his
thigh. His legs ached from standing for a good part of an hour, causing his
muscles to scream as his legs were forcibly moved. The same was done with his
right leg and he nearly howled.
“I hope I don’t need to gag you.” Sebastian warned, keeping his narrowed gaze
fixed on his prey.
John didn’t respond, he just waited for the other to continue what he was
doing. Sebastian moved his hand along John’s arse, stopping at his hole; he had
recently been penetrated -roughly at that. He had already been raped in the
last twenty-four hours; John closed his eyes and tried to forget where he was.
“Open your eyes, I want to see those beautiful blue eyes of yours.”
He slowly opened them and saw the other was grabbing a bottle of lube; the last
thing he wanted was to be raped again. His arse already hurt from this morning
and he gasp when he felt a finger push into him.
“You like the pain?”
“No.”
He grinned, “If I didn’t know better, I’d say you were a whore.” Sebastian
added a second finger.
John instinctively tugged at the ropes, still feeling the pain from his earlier
assault. He wanted to scream, but it would be a waste of breath. The door
opened and the dark haired male walked in, going up to the table. He grabbed
John’s short blond hair roughly and slammed his lips against John’s.
Sebastian removed his fingers and started to undo his trousers, pulling his
cock out. “Let’s see if you can take it.”
He closed eyes again but they shot right back open when the smaller male
grabbed his hair roughly, pulling on it. “Keep those beautiful baby blues
open.”
He bit his lip as Sebastian pushed into him, he could feel his hole being torn
and stretched. Each thrust brought on a new level of pain he had never felt
before. He groaned as Jim played with his nipples, twisting them till he
screamed.
“You are a beautiful specimen.” Jim commented.
“It hurts.” John whined.
“That’s the whole idea.”
Sebastian fingernails dug into John’s hips as he moved deeper into him before
cumming in him. After that, he felt a needle prick his arm and he could hear
talking, but he couldn’t make out the words as everything went black.
***** Sherlock Holmes/Jim Moriarty/John Watson (AU) *****
Chapter by Bella_Watson_Holmes
John was in the middle of a tutoring session with his english literature
teacher- of course the last thing on his mind was the subject. For the last
month the only thing he could think about was his teacher and, because of that,
he was failing. It was the only reason he was being tutored.
“Mr. Watson, are you paying attention?” Mr. Moriarty asked.
John snapped out of his thoughts, “Yes, sir.”
“Then tell me what I just explained.” He closed John’s textbook. The sixteen
year old didn’t say anything, “If you don’t start paying attention, you will
not pass.”
“It’s a boring subject.” John lied, he didn’t even make eye contact with his
teacher.
“I see.” Mr. Moriarty went to his desk, sitting down in the black leather chair
before continuing, “Then what would make the subject more fun?”
John swallowed hard and thankful a teacher walked in; it was his science
teacher Mr. Holmes. “Here’s the papers you wanted.” He said, giving them to the
other.
“Thank you.”
John got the feeling that the two were more than just colleagues, but he
couldn’t prove it. After Mr. Holmes left, all the focus was back on John.
“So, are you going to answer or do I have to guess?”
“I don’t know.” He lied, looking at the floor.
His teacher stood up went over to the desk John sat in, leaning over on it,
“Now, tell me if I am wrong, but I think you are attracted to me.” John turned
bright red and he continued, “Aren’t you going to ask how I know that?”
“You're going to tell me anyways.”
“You can’t make eye contact and your trousers fail to hide the erection you
currently have.” He went pale, “Your pupils dilate every time our hands touch.
And last, but not least, the fact that your focus is on me and only me.”
John couldn’t look him in the eyes as Moriarty stood up and went over to the
door. The blonde heard a click and he looked in the direction of the door; his
heart started to palpitate. He was now locked in the classroom with the man
that he fantasized about often. He grabbed his bag and got up as if he was
going to leave.
“Put your bag down.”
“I should really go.” He swallowed hard as the man touched his shoulder. He
wasn't sure how it happened, but soon his lips met with Mr. Moriarty’s and he
was now sitting on the teachers desk. John moved his hand through his teachers
hair as they snogged.
Moriarty pulled away, keeping a tight grip on his student, "I have a meeting I
need to attend."
"Now?" The disappointment was clear in his voice.
"Yes, but if you have time tonight, you can come to my place." He grabbed a
piece of paper, handing it to John once he moved away. "Have you ever had a
threesome?"
"No. My ex wasn't into that kind of thing."
"Seven o’clock, my partner and I will be home."
John should have been bothered by the idea, but it just turned him on more. He
left the classroom after straightening up, heading to the library to study-
that is, if he could focus. As it got close to six, John caught a bus down to
Baker Street, as the bus neared his heart began it’s strange palpitations once
more- was this excitement? Luckily for him, his parents were out of the country
for a good week -maybe more. They were gone often on business and left him
alone every time.
He pressed the button to indicate his stop and the bus pulled up on oxford,
just near the street he needed. It took him all of five minutes to walk there;
when he stopped in front of the door John heart skipped a beat. He was about to
have sex with his teacher and whoever his partner was. John took a deep breath
before pressing the button and waited for an answer. The teen was stunned to
see Mr. Holmes answer and not Moriarty.
"John, please, come in."
He had been right about them being an item. John entered the brick building and
then followed the other up the steps. He saw his English teacher laying on the
couch, smoking.
"What did you tell your parents?"
"They are out of the country. They left me home alone." John looked towards Mr.
Holmes. "Where should I put my bag?"
He didn't get an answer, for he was pushed into the nearest wall by the tall
brunette. His bag fell to the floor in the process as their lips met roughly;
at first he didn't react but after a minute or so he tilted his head to the
side. During the frenzy of kisses between the two, they somehow made it to the
bedroom. Moriarty had followed behind them, he now stood behind the young
student. He was pressed against him as he removed his shirt, tossing it to the
floor.
John moaned as his trousers were unbuttoned and pulled down along with his
pants. His erection now exposed and no longer restricted. Sherlock slowly lead
John to the bed, laying him back on it.
Sherlock’s hand moved down the blonde's side as he nibbled on his neck and Jim
watched from the edge of the bed. Before Sherlock went too far, he put a cock
ring at the base of John's hard member. He then started to suck John's nipples,
making him moan loudly and caused him to fist his hands in the others hair
tightly. He never realized how sensitive his nipples were until now.
"Oh my god." He gasped as Sherlock moved his tongue around his nipple.
Jim got on the bed, which was Sherlock cue to lay down next to the student. Jim
laid on the opposite side of John and grabbed a fist full of hair, slamming his
lips against the blondes. The brunette moved one hand down to John's prick,
wrapping a hand around it.
John wasn't a virgin by no means, but he had never experienced anything quite
like this. The tingling sensation that moved through him just made him want
more. He could only imagine what they were going to do to his body.
Jim kissed down along his jaw to his neck, nibbling on it while his right hand
teased his nipple. John’s legs were spread wide and Sherlock moved between
them. At first, he thought that his science teacher was going to fuck him, so
he was surprised when he ducked his head down between his legs and he felt him
licking his hole, slowly teasing it.
"You like the way he teases you."
"Oh god, yes."
Jim grinned as he undid his own trousers, pulling free his big, fat cock. He
made sure John could see it but not touch. "How much do you want this inside
you?"
John couldn't give him a coherent response. For if he didn't have the cock ring
on he would have already came.
"Damn, I want you." He was begging at this point. "Please, I need you."
Jim grabbed something from on top of the nightstand and wrapped it around his
wrist. The teen noticed it was his teachers tie as it was secured to the
headboard; Jim straddled the teen’s chest, leaving his dick just out of reach
for John. His other wrist was secured by another tie that was on the other
nightstand. He whimpered at the loss of contact as one got off of him and the
other moved away.
Jim then proceeded to kiss his partner with an open mouthed kiss that just made
John even harder if that was even possible. He couldn't take his eyes off of
them as Sherlock unbuttoned Jim’s shirt, showing off his pale white chest. He
just let it fall to the floor as they went back to kissing; John pulled at the
ties, but of course they were too tight to get out of. His teacher knew what he
was doing and it just made the whole experience more arousing.
John had never really been attracted to Mr. Holmes before tonight, but as he
watched Jim removing the brunette’s shirt, he could see why Jim was attracted
to him. By this point, John just really wanted his hole abused by either of
their cocks, or both at the same time. His heart raced just at the thought of
them ravishing his body. Jim pushed Sherlock onto the bed, pulling off his
trousers before removing his own. Once they were both stripped of their pants
the the taller of the two sat up. He wrapped his hand around Jim’s penis,
pumped it once, twice, before taking it into his mouth.
The teens breath turned shallow as he watched, taking in every moment. Jim
moaned, threading his hand through his lovers dark curls as he threw his head
back, "Oh that's it. Lick it just the way I like it."
John looked away, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment from getting pleasure
as he watched the two. He hadn't even known that he liked this kind of kink and
the fact that he wasn't supposed to be in his teachers bed just made him want
it more. His own body raged with desire to be taken by them, but they intended
on making him wait.
The mattress moved a bit and John looked up to see Jim was lubing up Sherlocks
entrance. He had then slicked up his own erection before grabbing hold of his
lovers arm and folding it behind his back. Jim then grabbed a fist full of
Sherlocks hair and slammed his chest into the bed before pushing into him. He
didn't even wait for the other to adjust before he started up a punishing
rhythm. John fidgeted, trying not to watch as it just made him want to beg to
be touched, but damn he couldn't help but watch the scene unfold before him.
He wasn’t sure how long they were at it but Jim eventually pulled out of
Sherlock. He was still hard since he was also wearing a cock ring, which he
removed. Jim then proceeded to get over John but their bodies didn’t quite
touch.
“I know you have something to say.” he moved his hand along John’s chin.
“S'il vous plaît foutre moi, je dois vous l'intérieur de moi.” John was
begging.
Jim looked at Sherlock and nodded, he started to undo the ties. John’s wrist
were finally released from the restraints.
“I want you to ride me.”
John nodded before he straddled his english teacher. Sherlock grabbed the
bottle of lube before getting behind John as Jim and the teen kissed. John gasp
as he felt a cold finger pushed into his arse.
“Relax.” Jim said.
Jim pulled John in closer for a kiss. Sherlock added a second finger while Jim
nibbled on his neck. He wanted more than just two fingers and he wanted it now.
“Please.”
“You think you can take two, at the same time?” Jim asked against his lips.
John inhaled deeply, nodding, unable to find the words to respond. Jim smirked
at the reply and slid down John’s body until he was between the student’s legs.
Sherlock shifted to the side and gave Jim a sly smirk as he handed him the
lube. This had obviously been a plan in the works with how coordinated they
were as Jim slid not one, but two fingers in with Sherlock’s. John bit down on
his lip and arched his back, it hurt! It felt so weird and he squirmed.
“Relax.” Sherlock rumbled as Jim caressed John’s thigh with his free hand,
pressing kisses into the tender flesh until the clenching around their fingers
loosened.
They pulled their fingers out a bit more and Jim ducked his head down to lap at
the stretched hole, getting it nice and wet as Sherlock added more lube to his
and Jim’s hands. John was twitching and moaning with abandon over Jim’s
talented tongue and he sobbed when it went away. A high pitch mewl escaped him
as Sherlock and Jim slid their fingers back in, adding an extra one each so
that six fingers were wiggling around in his ass, stretching. Jim glanced at
Sherlock and the two leaned in for a wet, open-mouthed kiss as they began
thrusting their fingers in tandem, a weak mock of what was to come. It was
during this that Jim felt the small swell in the walls and pressed into it.
John saw stars, his back arching off the bed as he bit down harshly on his lip.
“Scream.” Jim whispered, “We want to hear you. Don’t muffle it.”
John then unleashed a wail so loud, Jim contemplated if it would shatter their
windows or not.
“I think he’s ready.” Sherlock murmured, pulling his fingers free and grasping
at the lube.
He poured a generous amount over his throbbing dick and handed the lube to Jim,
whom did so in kind. Sherlock grabbed John’s hips and lifted the teen enough
that Jim could slide underneath him, lifting up his shoulders until he could
hook his jaw on John’s shoulder.
“Hey there, boy. You ready?”
John nodded his head, his eyes were squeezed shut in anticipation and he was
worried he’d bite through his lip as Sherlock lined Jim up and he slid home.
Jim grinned and stared at Sherlock, nearly manic as he waited for his partner
to join him in the exquisite heat.
 
Sherlock gently rocked into John’s body, taking his time and stopping every
time the blond froze up in pain. It was a long process, but he soon bottomed
out.
“I can’t move, my love. It is you who will be the pleasurer.” Jim cooed,
wrapping his arms around John’s waist to hold him in place.
“That’s not a real word.” Sherlock grunted as he began thrusting in shallowly,
John moaning loudly.
“You like this?”
“God, yes.” John gasped out as Jim slid a hand up to angle the teens head to
face him so he could kiss the boy, swallowing his gasps and cries as Sherlock
sped up.
“Yes, Sherly, just like that. Oh god.” Jim moaned, licking a strip up John’s
neck as Sherlock continue on, his thrusting becoming erratic as he neared
completion.
It was during this that Sherlock began to rub fully into John’s prostate
instead of just gliding by it regardless of how full he was and the boy locked
up, tightening around the two dicks filling him up deliciously.
“Oh god, I’m going to cum.”
“Then cum for us.” Jim gasped, just as John sunk his teeth into his teachers
arm. The pain was too much and Jim cried out his orgasm, his pulsing dick
throwing John fully over the edge.
John came screaming, all while Sherlock still moved inside him at a faster
pace; Sherlock groaned in John’s ear as he came inside the teen as well. They
laid like that for two minutes before Sherlock got off. John laid next to Jim,
feeling the aftermath but it was worth it. Soon, Sherlock laid on the other
side of John and the teen couldn’t help but fall asleep between the two.
***** John/Sherlock/Original Male Characters *****
Chapter by Bella_Watson_Holmes
Chapter Notes
     There are two originals characters in this drabble. Winters did most
     the writing on it so I did very little.
John had been minding his own business all morning while Sherlock was in mind
palace. .John wandered into the kitchen, ignoring the prone form of Sherlock as
he worked out one of his many puzzles when Sherlock snapped to attention,
startling him.
"John, go get me some tea." He snapped, not even bothering to look at John, but
instead his phone.
"But, we have tea." John murmurs, staring at the container on the counter.
"Not that kind, John! The other kind!" Sherlock waved a hand in the air as he
added, "The one I like, not that drivel. Go on, take my card."
John stared at the card Sherlock held in his hand with a scandalized look, "I
was about to take my shower."
"You can take one after. I want my tea now." Sherlock's voice took on a whine,
acting like a petulant child and it was grating on John's last nerve as he
tried, once again, to refuse, "But-"
"Now, John." Sherlock snapped and John felt his patience snap.
He growled in the back of his throat, stalking forward and grabbing the card
harshly before shoving his feet in his shoes, snarling out a, "Fine! Fine. I'll
get your bloody tea, you ingrate!" as he slammed the door shut behind him.
A few minutes after John had stormed out, two men arrived. Dimitri was the
older of the two he had short, messy brown hair and blue eyes. He was the same
height as Sherlock but with a lean, muscular figure. His partner, Jason, had
long chestnut hair and greenish-golden eyes- He was shorter than the other, but
not by much.
“Does he know?”
“No, I sent him out. He will be at least twenty minutes. We can go over the
ground rules.”
-O-O-O-
John got back twenty after the hour from buying the damn tea Sherlock just had
to have, only to find two men sitting on the couch. They looked to be partners
and he assumed they were clients, so he put the bag full of tea on the table,
which is when Sherlock walked up to him. He gestured down the hall for John to
follow him, which he did much like a puppy. Sherlock ushered him into the
bathroom and closed the door.
“John.” Sherlock started immediately, making sure the blonde's attention was on
him. “I’ve known for awhile now that you’ve been interested in a gangbang, now,
now, shut your mouth. You really must learn to erase your internet history.
Now, those gentlemen out in the living area have matched my specific criteria
for your scene. Before we proceed I do believe it’s procedure to learn your
safeword as well as your consent so those fine gentlemen and myself can perform
countless sexual acts with your explicit permission.”
John stood flabbergasted shortly before muttering, “Cinnamon.”
“Pardon?” Sherlock cocked his head and stared at John.
“I said Cinnamon! It’s my safeword. And yes! Yes, I want to participate,
goddammit.” John flushed in both excitement and embarrassment at the knowledge
that Sherlock more than likely looked at the porn he watched when alone late at
night.
Sherlock then stuck his head out the door and hollered, “It’s a go, set it up!”
-0-0-0-
John felt his heart palpitate as he strained his ears, listening to the whisper
of fabric as the strange couple removed their clothing. He was splayed out like
a turkey, practically. He was face down on a table- massage table, perhaps? He
was bent over the edge; His legs were shackled to either side of the table via
leather cuffs on either leg. His arms were held down by rope slung under the
table to hold his arms in place. He was an offering, quite literally. A ring
gag was in place just in case anyone wanted some oral while waiting for his
offered rear end and he was blindfolded. He heard the deep murmur of Sherlock's
voice, directing, and knowing they were looking at him, looking at him
displayed like this that made his cock twitch to life, throbbing steadily from
where it was resting, pressed under the padding of the table and against the
wood of the frame.
“He sure does look tasty, who gets dibs on opening him up.”
“That will be my pleasure.” Sherlock murmured before John heard him walk up to
him. His familiar hand placed itself lightly on his arse and Sherlock knelt
down- obviously eye level with his quivering hole. His whole body jerked as a
cold liquid dribbled down between his butt cheeks- oils? Lube? Saliva? He has
no way of knowing, but Sherlock was massaging it gently into the soft pucker
that was his entrance. He made a strangled noise at the first breach of
Sherlock’s finger, wiggling around until it slid in until the second knuckle.
He pulled it out once, twice, then added a second. It was at this point that a
tongue accompanied his fingers. He heard a distant moan and a slick, wet sound
that wasn’t his own and he realised the couple was getting off watching him
being fingered. He nearly came then and there and that’s when he felt
Sherlock’s fingers slide a bit of leather over his dick. A cock ring, just
great. He wanted to sob in defeat, but that was when Sherlock nudged his
prostate and his body seized in pleasure. Jesus, that was beautiful. He tried
to move back into it but he was held fast by the ropes and cuffs.
“That’s enough preparation. You two, stop fellating, he’s ready. Here is your
lubrication and condoms. I don’t care that you’re clean, only I may ejaculate
inside him. Now get to it.”
John would’ve laughed at the mocking, “Sir, yes, sir!” one of them called out
if he didn’t need a cock in his arse like yesterday.
He almost jumped when small hands landed on his hips in a soothing manner- he
hadn’t heard the person approaching- before feeling the head of a warm cock
press against his opening. He let out a pleasure filled groan as the man slowly
pushed into him, bottoming out rather quickly and holding still. John didn’t
know how he could inform him that he was quite ready, but it wasn’t needed.
Sherlock stated it was fine and John ended up going for a ride of his life. For
small, soothing hands, this man was rough as hell. The speed was punishing, it
was deep and hard and everything he needed. He hoped the person wouldn’t last
long, though, for he couldn’t quite take this brutal pace.
“You’re going to break him.” A voice to his right whispered, “Slow down, he’s
not me.”
“Apologies.” The lilted voice replied before slowing down to a much more
comfortable speed.
John’s entire body was shaking by the time the person came, why did the guy who
lasted the longest go first, he wondered, but he didn’t have long to think when
a longer and far thicker cock entered him slowly. The second one worked at a
more subdued pace, but there was power in his body. His large hands dug almost
painfully into his hips as the slammed into him, his breathing as erratic as
his rhythm.
“He’s not going to last long, he gets off on watching.” The soft voice murmured
to Sherlock, he assumed, and the voice was correct as he felt the pulse within
him indicating that the man had, indeed, came.
“It’s fine, my turn now. You two get comfy. Do not stain my chair! Sit on the
couch!”
John would’ve chuckled, but he was suffering an extreme case of blue balls
currently - he just wanted to come! He heard the rustling of clothes and
realised Sherlock had been dressed this entire time. He felt the familiar
warmth and length of Sherlock’s dick press against his arse before a cool hand
correct it’s placement and he slid home. John whimpered, for while the
strangers were wonderful, nothing could replace the feeling of someone you
knew, trusted and loved.
“Did you want to come, John?” Sherlock whispered after a good five minutes of
languid thrusting. John nodded, practically sobbing when Sherlock’s deft hands
slid over his hips to his aching cock and sliding off the ring. It only took
one more slam to his prostate before he cried out, his dick pulsing as he
ejaculated all over the frame of the table.
The tightness and watching John get throughly fucked frayed every last nerve
Sherlock had and he came with a growl, his fingers digging into the fleshy
hips.
Sherlock pulled out and immediately went about undoing John, worried in his own
way to John’s well being and if he liked his present. John sighed in relief as
he stood up, not even caring that Sherlock’s cum was sliding down his leg at
this point.
“I will need to burn that couch.” Sherlock lamented and John turned to follow
his gaze to where the couple was all but fornicating on their couch.
John couldn’t take his eyes off them and his penis started to twitch. Without
thinking about it, he grabbed Sherlock by his hair and slammed his lips against
his. As their lips moved against each other, John turned him so that Sherlock
was leaning against the table.
John could still hear the other two over their own moans of pleasure. He pulled
away from the kiss and pushed Sherlock face down onto the table. John used his
saliva to wet Sherlock’s hole, pushing a finger into him. He quickly added a
second one, preparing him just enough not to hurt him. He removed his fingers
before pushing into him, barely paying attention to the other two men.
John held onto Sherlock’s waist as he moved inside him at a quick pace. It
didn’t take long for him to cum inside his partner.
Sherlock all but demanded that Dimitri and Jason leave. John went to the
bathroom, starting the shower and stepping into the warm spray. He heard the
bathroom door open.
“I won’t be long.” John told him. He came out a few minutes later and John went
into the bedroom, laying down next to Sherlock.. He snuggled up next to
Sherlock, resting his head lightly on Sherlock’s pectoral.
“Thank you.” He murmured before letting sleep claim him.
***** John/Greg/Sherlock/Mycroft *****
Chapter by Bella_Watson_Holmes
Chapter Notes
     First time writing a foursome on my own so it's not my best work, I
     think this was a request.. if it is I'm sorry for not remembering who
     requested it. I am also working on a Greg/Sherlock (Teacher/Student)
     along with a Harry/Irene.
John knocked on the door of 221b Baker Street and waited for an answer, an
older woman answered. He smiled, “I’m here to see Sherlock Holmes.”
“He’s up in his flat. You must be a client.”
John nodded going along with it, though it was quite the opposite actually. He
walked up to the flat and knocked on the door; a tall brunette stood by the
window turning towards him. Their eyes met and John stared into his golden
green eyes.
“Don’t just stand there, come in.”
John closed the door behind him, “I expected three people here from the job
description.”
“They will be here momentarily.” Sherlock informed him.
John wasn’t normally sent out for jobs like this, but they wanted the best Jim
could offer. Unfortunately, that was John.
“Do you need anything to relax?” Sherlock asked.
“No.”
The door to the flat opened and a silver haired man entered the flat, along
with a red haired male who looked a tad overweight. He didn’t say anything as
Sherlock stared at the chubby one. John made eye contact with the silver haired
male while the other two talked -well more like bantered back and forth. John
remembered what he was told about the clients; at least one of them got off on
watching. The other two either took turns or did double penetration -something
John had never done before.
“Jim says you're new to this.” The redhead said.
“First time I have been out to meet a client. Jim likes to keep me close.”
Sherlock gave him a look as if he saw right through him, it actually made him
nervous. He didn’t like how he was looking at him but since they were paying,
John couldn’t say anything.
The silver hair male looked towards John, “Greg. This is my partner Mycroft.”
John gave them a fake smile, why had he agreed to this? Oh right, he worked for
Jim. While John waited they had come to a unified decision about who would go
first without saying a word. He knew this by the way they were acting, since he
had seen it before at the club. He was taught to just go along with whatever
they wanted, as long as they followed the rules.
John was brought over to the couch where the silver hair man stood, he looked
John over.
“Remove your shirt.” Greg ordered.
John licked his lips, pulling his shirt off and tossing it to the floor. Greg
put his hand under John’s chin, leaning in, pressing his lips against the
blondes. John moaned, moving towards him voluntarily. He heard the clanging of
metal from behind Greg. “Hands behind your back.”
John followed the order and mewled as his wrist were cuffed together. John
could feel Greg’s breath against his neck and his scent was intoxicating. He
was forced down on his knees roughly. He watched as Greg undid his trousers and
pulled his semi-erect cock out. John groaned when his hair was grabbed roughly.
“Open up, pretty boy.”
He eagerly did as the other wanted and quickly John’s mouth was filled with
cock. He choked on it at first, but closed his mouth around it. He started to
bob his head back and forth with the guidance of Greg, who took little time to
dominate John. Greg started to fuck his mouth fast and hard, grunting as he
did.
“Go easy on him. You don’t want to break him.” Mycroft said.
“I am going easy on him.”
John gasped when the other pulled out, he settled on his knees catching his
breath. Usually he inquired about what the clients wanted, but at the moment he
didn’t care. His previously flaccid cock was now half hard; he was grabbed by
his arm and pulled up onto his feet. His pupils were undeniably dilated, he
still couldn’t figure how Mycroft fit into this. Sherlock got up out of his
chair and walked over to the couch.
“I need to go get something, be back in a minute.”
John watched as Greg disappeared down the hall while Sherlock moved his hand
down to John’s groin area. Sherlock undid his trousers and started rubbing
John’s cock through his trousers, it didn’t take long for his cock become fully
erect. John’s head rested against Sherlock’s chest, moaning when Greg came back
out with something round and black in his hand.
John gasped as Sherlock yanked down his trousers and pants, he moaned as the
cock ring was slid over his erection. He could feel Greg’s hand wrapped around
his penis; he laid his head back on Greg’s shoulder whom was behind him. The
silver haired man nibbled on his neck as Sherlock watched.
“Have him sit on your lap while he sucks Sherlock off.”
John let out a low moan, Mycroft smirked. “He likes the idea.”
Greg took his hand off of John’s penis which made him whimper. After Greg had
stripped his clothes he pulled John onto his lap. The fact that John couldn’t
use his hands drove him crazy and Sherlock couldn’t undo his trousers fast
enough. John was impatient to suck on Sherlock’s cock all while Greg’s was
pressed against his arse, throbbing with his heart beat.
Greg smirked. “He’s an impatient little fucker. You should make him beg.”
John shifted nervously, he had been in positions like this before but never had
he felt this much desire. Sherlock grabbed his hair roughly, standing with his
cock inches from his mouth. John licked his lips. “Oh, you would like my penis,
wouldn’t you? Amazing how much you want something that is just engorged
muscle.” Sherlock’s erection was mere inches from his lips, twitching. “I’m
waiting for an answer!”
“Yes.” he cried out as his hair was pulled.
Greg had wrapped his hand around Johns throbbing penis teasing his head.
Sherlock took the head of his cock, sliding it along John’s lips. Greg grinned,
“How much do you want his cock?”
“Please.” he choked out.
Sherlock pushed his cock past John’s lips, whom eagerly opened his mouth.
Sherlock thrust inside John’s mouth.
“That’s it.” Sherlock groaned.
Greg used his saliva to wet up John’s hole, tracing his finger along it before
pushing one finger in. John let out a muffled moan, shifting a bit. This had to
be the most awkward and humiliating position he had ever been in. Though
somehow it was a turn on, not to mention the knowledge that someone was
watching.
John moaned when Greg add the second finger, his hand was still around John’s
cock. Sherlock turned, looking at his brother like he was waiting for an order.
It was clear who was in charge, but John just knew he needed someone’s cock in
him. Sherlock pulled out of John’s mouth making him whimper at the lost of
contact.
“Don’t worry, we won’t make you wait too long.” Sherlock said.
John was pulled up onto his feet, Greg stood up, which allowed Sherlock to lay
back on the couch. Soon John was between the two and no longer handcuffed.
John’s quivering hole was slicked up before Greg pushed in. He bottomed out
quickly.
“Oh god.”
“Relax. Your tensing up, baby boy.” Greg said.
Sherlock teased John’s nipple with his fingers while sucking on the other. John
relaxed quickly just before Sherlock took John’s hand and placing it on his
aching need. John pumped the brunette’s erection at a fast pace, unaware of any
of it.
“That’s it.” Sherlock moaned.
Meanwhile, Greg was thrusting in hard and fast inside John, bruising the young
man’s hips. John let out wanton moans trying to ignore his own aching need but
damn was it hard -literally. Sherlock nibbled on his neck, placing a hand under
his chin before moving it through his hair.
“You need to come?”
John could only nod, letting out a strangled moan as Greg hit his prostate,
that was when Mycroft walked over, undoing his trousers. John was made to look
up at the redhead; he was face to cock and hungry for it, “Before you can come
I need to be taken care of.”
John inhaled a deep breath and didn’t hesitate to take Mycroft into his mouth.
Sherlock wrapped his hand around his own penis along with John’s, pumping them
at a steady pace. John cupped Mycroft’s ball sac, massaging it as he moved his
tongue around the head.
“You really love taking cock.”
Greg dug his nails into John’s hips as he came into the condom. He didn’t pull
out right away, but John wouldn’t have noticed as he was more focused on
Mycroft than anything. Since he got off on watching, it didn’t take long for
him to shove his penis down John’s throat and release. John swallowed all of it
as Sherlock slid off the cock ring. Sherlock kept pumping both their cocks.
pulling John in for a kiss.
“Mmm..” John moaned biting his lip, “I’m close.”
“Then come for us.”
John came screaming and that was enough to push Sherlock over the edge, he came
only seconds later. John caught his breath but couldn’t move, his body languid.
Greg and Mycroft were cleaning up when John finally got up, he should have felt
some kind of shame like he usually did but he didn’t.
***** Bella/John/Winters *****
Chapter by Bella_Watson_Holmes
Chapter Notes
     I was not going to post this but.. I changed my mind. I wrote it well
     over a year ago and it was edit too.
     I only wrote it because I was bored and of course I really like John.
     (If you haven't noticed yet) And yes it is a self-insert, I was
     really bored (I do mean really bored).
     I am posting it due to lack of completing any request though all I
     need to do is get the Sherlock/Lestrade edit and my new beta can help
     with that. Since my other beta still sick and has writers block
     Well.. I am just babbling aren't I? Yes, I am and need to stop.
     It's strange I am not sure I want a review in this, though this would
     not be the first self-insert I have posted.
     Here goes nothing. I have no idea how good it really is.
The day had been fairly normal at least, that is until they ran into Sherlock
and John in the park. Bella had been trying to get John’s attention, but it
wasn’t working. It also meant she lost a bet with Ash and Bella hated to lose
money to him, but this time they hadn’t bet money. Once back at the flat she
started towards her bedroom.
“Bella.”
She turned towards him, “I won the bet. That means you do what I want for
tonight.”
She let out a sigh, “So it does.”
Ash walked up to her and moved his hand across her cheek, “How about you put on
that sexy costume I bought you.”
Bella swallowed hard only able to nod, Ash moved away and she stumbled to her
bedroom. Her mind and heart racing at the idea, of course she be lying if she
denied that she wanted this. Ever since Bella had met him almost seven years
ago she was attracted to him. Ash had always been the more dominant of the two
but Bella was naturally submissive -most of the time. She preferred it, there
was something about it that just made her body quiver with uncontrollable
desire.
Bella went into her walk in closet going through her costumes that she had
gotten over the past few years. She found her demon costume the last one Ash
had bought a month ago while they were out. For six of the seven years they had
known each other they had a friends with benefits relationship. Ash hadn’t
dated since he lost his partner six years ago and Bella couldn’t find a man she
liked or a woman for that matter.
She slipped off her coat and black laced top, removing her black bra. She then
slipped on the red top that looked like it went to a bikini. After removing her
skirt and tights she put on a skin tight red micromini with feather trim skirt.
Bella slide her hands down her nearly slender body adjusting her breast so they
would stay in the top.
Bella then pulled her red heels out of the shoe rack slipping them on before
fixing her hair. Sometimes losing a bet wasn’t a bad thing and tonight was one
of those cases. She took a deep breath and walked out to the den. The lights
had been dimmed and Ash had brought out a few toys, lighting a candle or two.
He was sitting on the couch leaning back with his arms across the back of the
couch, Ash gestured her over and naturally she stood in front of him, “On your
knees.” he ordered.
She placed her hands on his knees getting down on hers. Bella pupils dilated
when Ash leaned in tracing his thumb along Bella’s lips. He smirked moving one
hand to his trousers and unbuttoning them leaning back, pulling his rock hard
cock out. Bella licked her lips, “I don’t think I need to tell you what to do.”
She moved closer, smiling wrapping her hand around it. She like the feel of
Ash’s cock in her hand; up until their first time she had never taken anyone
that big before. Ash was twice the size of her ex-husband; She licked the shaft
before wrapping her lips around the head. Bella moved her tongue around it
listening to her flat mates moans. Ash grabbed her long brown hair roughly,
just the way she liked it and forced his cock deeper into her mouth.
She gagged at first but resumed to suck on his penis as he faced fucked her,
Bella let out a muffled moan as he went down her throat. “You like that don’t
you slut?”
Bella couldn’t responded since her mouth was filled with his cock; She held
onto his legs until he released his grip on her. Bella fell back on her ass
catching her breath, “Get up here.”
She got up on his lap, her knees hitting the back of the couch. Ash wrapped one
hand the back of Bella neck, brushing his lips against hers. She moaned as he
pulled her closer with his other arm that was wrapped around her torso. Bella
could feel his erection pressed against her groin area; she spotted the black
and red leather cuffs with a blindfold next to it on the table next to the
couch.
“W..what do you have planned?” She stuttered.
Ash gave her a soft kiss and grabbed the black silk blindfold next to the
cuffs. “That is for me to know and you to find out.” After she couldn’t see
anything Ash laid her back helping her up after and sitting her on the couch.
Bella groaned as her wrist were fastened together by the cuffs; she was now at
the mercy of the other. He had moved away and came back not too long after. Ash
kneeled in front of her putting his hand under her chin, “You remember your
safe word?”
“Yes.”
He placed a ball gag into her mouth and secured it behind her head. Ash slide
his hands up her thighs under her skirt grabbing onto her thong and sliding
them off of her. She leaned back onto the couch moaning when she felt his thumb
lightly rubbing her clit. Bella moaned through the gag, she waited for him to
probe her with his fingers. Ash inserted a finger into her wet, juicy pussy. He
pulled her closer to the edge, Bella gasp when his tongue made contact with her
clut. She pulled at the cuffs, throwing her head back moaning through the gag
as her body hummed in pleasure.
Ash added a second finger pushing his fingers in deeper, “You love to be
treated like a common whore, don’t you?”
“Yes.” She said through the gag. It was muffled and just barely understandable
but he knew what she said.
When the doorbell rang Bella whimpered at the lost of contact, He stood up,
“Who is it?”
“It’s John, I need to talk to Bella.” he said through the door. The man had
timing that was for sure so Ash removed the gag, “What you want to do?”
She wanted him to walk in and see her like this but she had no clue if this
turned him on. “Let him in.” Ash took the blindfold off and covered himself up
before going to answer the door. He made eye contact with John, grinning.
“Please come in.”
The doctor got a strange feeling as he looked into the others eyes. John
entered the flat and stopped when he saw Bella on the couch. His heart raced,
palpitating as he looked her over taking in every detail. He didn't know she
was handcuffed. Johns flaccid penis started to come to life as he could see
Bella’s cunt.
“We weren't expecting you.” Ash said, slyly.
“I c..can see that." John’s cheeks were flushed bright red, he muttered under
his breath saying, "I hate when Sherlock’s right.”
Ash looked at Bella who nodded, and he walked over to the front door, locking
it. John turned suddenly unsure of what was going on and before could figure it
out, let alone object he was pushed onto the couch.
The male detective then leaned in grabbing him by the lapel of his shirt,
slamming his lips to the blonde. John moaned into the kiss grabbing onto
Winters arms, gasping as a tongue slipped past his lips. He closed his eyes
tilting his head to the side as the kiss deepened. When the other pulled away
John whimpered and didn’t notice Winters helping Bella up. She was forced on
her knees in front of John, he didn’t say anything unable to find the words.
Ash stood over Bella holding onto her hair, “I bet you want his fat cock in
your mouth, don’t you?”
“Yes.” she moaned out as her breathing hitched.
John swallowed hard, biting his bottom lip as Ash walked behind the couch. He
leaned in next to John’s ear saying, “How about you let the slut have a taste
of your cock? I know you want to feel her mouth around it.”
The blonde let out strangled moan unable to fully comprehend what was going on.
He fidget as Winters moved his hand down the front of his button up shirt and
slowly undoing it. John should have been bothered by all this and questioning
it but he was too horny to care. He moved his shaky hands down to his trousers
undoing them quickly but not quick enough for Bella. She waited on permission
from her partner -which she got before wrapping her mouth around his aching
need with a bit of help. John grabbed onto the couch as she moved her tongue
around his shaft.
“Oh my..” he gasp.
Ash kneeled behind his flat mate moving his hand under her skirt pushing two of
his fingers in her pussy. She gasp her mouth still wrapped around the doctors
erection; John held onto her hair as he moved cock inside her mouth. He went as
deep as he could and held back from coming in her mouth now. It had been too
long since he had been with anyone, way too long.
“I better get our guest a cock ring.”
Bella whimpered at the lost contact with Ash but didn’t focus on it too long
since John was still face fucking her. John let go of his grip on her hair
pulling out before he came in her mouth. He didn’t want this to end just yet
even though he had no idea what Ash had planned, it was clear who was in
charge.The other had come back quickly with the leather cock ring which he
quickly slide over John’s aching need.
Bella was grabbed by the arm, pulled up and laid back on the couch. Ash looked
over at John and without much hesitation he got on his knees moving his hand
along her wet cunt. Bella shifted moaning as the cuffs dug into her back though
her main focus was John’s fingers that were inside her. She let out a low gasp
closing her eyes tight exclaiming, “Oh god.” John had started lick her out.
The shorter male placed his lips against Bella’s forcing his tongue past her
lips, She let out wanton moan as Ash moved his hand under her shirt, fondling
her breast before rubbing the tip of her nipple with his finger. She let out a
moan bucking her hips towards John, The desire growing to have both of them and
she didn’t know how much longer she could wait.
John sat up and pulled Bella onto his lap, pulling into her a kiss as she moved
against him. John undid her top tossing it to the floor, He trace his hand
along her neck down to her breast cupping it. Bella moaned as he rubbed her
nipple sucking on the other. Ash sat behind her and applied to a small amount
to his fingers. He then pushed a finger in her arse hole making her gasp as she
was kissing John.
John pulled away from the kiss to see the detective behind her probing her
hole. He resumed kissing down her neck to her breast and sucking on her nipple
while teasing the other. John moved back up placing a soft kiss against her
lips pushing his tongue past her lips, he ran his hand through her hair. She
didn’t know to focus between the kiss and Ash probing her tender hole, between
the two she was close to coming.
She let out a weak moan whispering in french. “Se il vous plaît prenez-moi.”
John wasn’t aware that she could speak french but before he could say anything,
he heard Ash say to him. “Lay back.”
Bella moved off of him with the help of her flat mate; the cuffs were removed
as John got on his back.
After Bella shared an open mouth kiss with Ash she then got over John. As their
lips met John moaned into the kiss his hands move up from her thigh tracing his
hand along her soft skin. He stopped at her succulent breast moving his thumb
over her left nipple as she nibbled on his neck. The other detective went to
the room to grab the condoms.
John sucked on one of her nipples while still teasing the other, after he was
done she moved down unbuttoning his shirt the rest of the way before pulling
off the lower half of his clothes. When Winters came back out he handed a
condom to Bella who ripped the package open pulling it out. She slowly removed
the ring before slipping over the condom and moving back up to eye level with
the doctor.
She leaned in giving him a kiss moving her hand down touching his penis lining
it up with her pussy. John grabbed onto her hips and pushed himself into her.
Meanwhile the shorter male had removed his clothes getting behind Bella; John
stopped moving so that Ash could pushed into Bella from behind into her arse.
Ash lined up with her hole and started to slowly push stopping when she froze
up in pain.
“Ah..” She whimpered.
After Ash bottom out John resumed thrusting hard into her. When he stopped
moving Ash started to thrust inside her at a fast brutal pace. John started to
rub Bella clit while sucking on her nipple.
“Oh yes, ah..” she gasped.
Her orgasm racking her body; Bella’s whole body seized up as she came unable to
control from screaming out. She arched her back throwing her head back as she
tighten around both their cocks which frayed the last of John’s nerve; his
penis pulsed inside her as he came groaning loudly. The shorter male made a few
more thrust and he came as well.
She could barely move as she laid on top of John, she listen to his heart beat
race. Hers raced just as fast as his only focus on the fact that she had just
had sex with John not fully sure he had consented.
***** John/Greg (Insert from 'Story of My Life') *****
Chapter by Bella_Watson_Holmes
Chapter Notes
     Oral sex in the Shower.
The next morning John stirred opening his eyes feeling a warmth next to him.
‘I’m getting too old to sleep on a couch’, John thought as he leaned on his arm
rubbing the sleep from his eyes. He than looked at up a bit to see it was Greg.
He was still asleep at least John assumed he was. The blonde looked towards the
telly to see it was on the movie main menu. They must have fallen asleep while
watching the movie. John slowly inched his way forward away from the body he
was spooned against as he didn't want to wake Greg. He must not have been as
stealthy as he thought or Greg felt the loss of body heat against his chest for
the detective opened his eyes.
“Morning.” Greg said with a smile.
John returned the smile, “Morning. I hope you slept well.”
The detective grinned as he rolled onto his back while pulling John bodily up
to rest on top of his chest. John parted his lips to speak but Greg quickly
stopped any words from escaping as he leaned forward to touch his young lover’s
lips with his own. John moaned as Greg threaded his right hand through his
hair, massaging his scalp with his fingertips, while his left hand trailed down
his back to press into the dip in his lower back, pressing their morning
hardons together. John moaned as their lips moved against each other. The kiss
was sweet and savory...tender. Neither wanted to take it further than kissing
at the moment so they basked in the pleasure of feeling the elated emotions
last night’s discussion brought to the surface.
Greg pulled away smiling, “This was the best night of sleep I have had in three
years.”
John grinned, “I’d ask why that is, but I already know the answer.”
Greg chuckled, “How about I make breakfast? I have some time before I have to
go to work. Eggs and toast are my specialty.” Greg winked while dramatically
puffing out his chest.
“Sounds good.” John said laughingly as he got off Greg, “I should go take a
shower while you showcase that cooking prowess of yours. Unless you need to
take one too.” John raised an eyebrow as a coy smirk graced his features.
The detective looked towards the clock and smiled at the knowledge that he had
ample time to indulge in a fantasy of John he’d been nursing for the past few
days. He stood up, grasping the hand John offered, and started to lead John
towards the bathroom down the hall. John was a bit hesitant as Greg turned on
the bathroom light while giving no sign that he was heading back towards the
kitchen.
He cleared his throat quietly while questioningly asking, “Greg? What are you-”
“You can’t tell me you’ve never taken a shower with someone before. Pull the
other one! Have you looked in the mirror mate? You're bloody gorgeous.” Greg
said.
John stuttered, feeling his face heat up from the flattery, “Yes, I
just...despite what was said last night, I just thought you’d want to take this
slower. You know, after the rock to your door bit.”
Greg grinned as he brought John close until they were pressed together before
Greg spun them around, pinning John to the bathroom door. He placed his hand
under John’s chin raising his head up until they made eye contact. Greg slowly
leaned forward until their lips met making John moan instantly at the touch of
Greg’s soft lips against his own. As their lips moved against each other's John
held lightly onto Greg’s sides, his fingers using Greg’s belt loops to pull
their hips right against each other. Feeling Greg’s hardening cock against his
sent a shiver down his spine. One of Greg’s hands moved to the back of John’s
neck while the other rested on his lower back pressing them even closer than
John thought possible. God, he did not want this to end. No one had made him
feel so loved and wanted in his life. It was dizzying how much he not only
wanted, but felt like he ‘needed’ Greg.
They pulled away for air, their lips only inches apart, “I am not going to let
her interfere with what is happening between us. No matter how fast it seems
like it may be moving.”
John smiled, “I’d be daft to let her stop me from enjoying whatever you're
happy and willing to give me.”
The student pulled Greg in for another kiss by entangling his hand in the
detective’s salt pepper hair. If he wasn’t careful they would end up going
further than John was ready for but the feeling of their lips locked in a kiss
was addicting. He would never be able to get enough of the feel of Greg’s lips
against his...the softness, the way he tugged ever so gently on his lower lip,
the taste that was uniquely Greg. It was going to be hard for John walk away
from these welcoming arms and go home today. Greg pulled away, “Before we get
too far...we should take that shower.”
“Right.” John said glancing towards the frosted glass that held the promise of
seeing Greg with hot, steamy water streaming down his muscles chest and lower.
John snapped out of his thoughts, blushing. Moments like this reminded him that
he was a virgin, but, if the fates smiled down on him, he wouldn't be in the
foreseeable future. If anyone was to show him what it was to be fully sexually
enlightened, he wanted it to be Greg.
He stared while Greg turned his back to him and tugged the undershirt he slept
in over his head, giving John a view of his back. John bit the inside of his
cheek to keep the moan from escaping as Greg pushed both his trousers and pants
off his hips, letting them pool at his feet. Greg turned the water on before
looking over his shoulder. Seeing that John was immobile due to excitement,
nervousness, or fright, Greg decided to have pity on his inexperienced lover.
“This would be the part where you take your clothes off. Unless you want to
just enjoy the show?” Greg smirked before turning to face John, giving him a
full view of him in all his naked glory, cock fully erect and straining for
John’s touch.
John’s eyes widened at the sight before him. He knew Greg was fit from the
field work his job demanded of him, but knowing it and seeing it were two
different things. Though it wasn't his first view of his cock thanks to his
impromptu blow job the night before, it was his first time seeing it in proper
lighting so he could appreciate just how large it was. His hands itched to
touch and caress the velvety skin, but kept his composure. Greg, seeing John’s
slight nervousness, aimed to push him the last step.
“Ok, love. Guess it's a one-man show this morning,” while stepping into the
shower and letting his hand trail down to his hard cock, giving it a few tugs
before letting a groan fall from his lips. He glanced at John to see his eyes
harden and his hands yank his shirt over his head.
“One-man show my arse! Budge off!” John said as he jerked the button free on
his trousers and tugged them down his legs. Stepping inside, he turned towards
Greg and slapped the hands away from their stroking.
“This is mine and mine only. If you need to get off I will very happily
accommodate you whenever and wherever you feel the urge.” John said as he
slowly stroked the harden length that strained towards his hips. Greg closed
his eyes and moaned as the feeling of pleasure shot up his spine from his cock
and pure need pooled in his groin. John may be naive when it came to actual
penetrative sex, but he was far from be able to make a man’s knees weak with
desire. It was time he reminded Greg that he was also a force to be reckoned
with.
“Anywhere...anytime...my Inspector. Just say the word and I’ll bend over your
desk with my arse prepared nice and pretty for your cock. I’ll suck you off in
the back of your patrol car, letting you fog up the windows before coming down
my throat,” John whispered seductively in Greg’s ear as he sped up his strokes.
Greg groaned as his need for release grew, his arms strained against the shower
door and wall keeping him upright. He had no idea John not only knew how to
dirty talk, but was fucking fantastic at it.
John tightened his grip on Greg’s cock earning himself a choked cry from the
man. “I want you to think of me when you're sitting at your desk. Imagine me at
your feet while you're desperately trying to not seem you’re about to cum with
me licking your balls before taking your delicious cock into my mouth. Have I
told you how much I love the taste of your cock?”
Greg panted heavily, “Oh fuck, John. Please. I’m almost there.”
John twisted his wrist with every pull and huskily breathed into Greg’s ear, “I
can’t wait until I get to feel that massive, hard, hot cock pulsing in me. I
know you'll end up turning me into a sexual deviant...wanting your cock,
needing your cock with every waking thought. But yours...only ever yours.”
Greg’s back arched as he painted John’s stomach with his release. He leaned his
forehead onto John’s before cupping his jaw in his hands and kissing the man he
was falling for hard and fast. Pulling away he glanced down John’s body to
fully appreciate the young, fit specimen he had at his fingertips. Seeing
John’s cock for the first time, his mouth watered at the sight of the hard,
pulsing length pressed against his hip.
“Oh Doctor, seems like you have quite a big problem that needs my attention.”
Before John could contemplate the nickname that was bestowed on him, Greg
dropped to his knees and engulfed John’s cock in his mouth, twirling his tongue
around the head and licking the precome that leaked out the slit.
“Holy shit,” John gripped the back of Greg’s head as the sensations overwhelmed
him, “How the fuck are you this good for never being with a guy?” John moaned
loudly as Greg reached down and cupped his balls, fondling and pulling on them
gently.
Greg pulled off with a loud pop while looking up through his eyelashes, “I had
a rather impressive teacher last night that had me thinking of all sorts of
ways to repay him.” John groaned as he massaged Greg’s scalp, “Oh please have
your revenge. I warn you that you already have me on edge. I won't last long.”
“Then I best see how fast I can make you come undone,” Greg replied as he let
his fingers stroke John’s hard shaft, the hot water from the shower cascading
down John’s back as Greg had switched their positions earlier. Licking the
sensitive underside of John’s cock, he placed wet open kisses along the length
before swallowing him down and letting his nose brush against John’s dark
blonde curls.
“Ooohhhh….fuck me Inspector. Your tongue is magnificent.” John let his head
fall back as he felt his orgasm start pooling low in his abs. Greg hollowed his
cheeks, bobbing his head up and down. Reaching behind John’s balls, he trailed
a finger down John’s crack until he felt his puckered entrance. Allowing the
water to lubricate his finger, he massaged the ring of muscle over and over
until John was writhing and moaning above him. Pressing down, he felt the
muscles give and his finger breached the entrance and all he could feel was a
hot, tight channel squeezing his finger. Imagining his cock inside John’s arse,
feeling the velvet walls tighten on him made him hard and wanting.
Greg pushed his mouth down on John’s rock hard cock until he felt him hit the
back of his throat, causing him to gag before he relaxed his throat and was
able to let John’s cock slide further down his throat. He pumped his finger in
and out of John’s arse, searching for the spot he read about. He knew when he
found it when John shouted and arched his back, thrusting his cock into Greg’s
mouth.
“Oh God! Yes! There! Fuck…again!” Greg looked up to see John with a look of
pure unadulterated pleasure on his flushed face. He pressed repeatedly against
the bundle of nerves again as he swallowed around the cock being shoved down
his throat.
“I'm about...about to...Greg...ahhhh!” John screamed as his orgasm shook his
very soul and he felt Greg swallowing every drop of cum that shot out of him.
His knees gave out just as Greg let his spent cock slip from his lips.
Standing up, they grinned at one another before John said rather cheekily, “Let
me thank whoever was the one to teach you your oral skills. He must be pretty
spectacular himself.”
“Oh shut it you git,” Greg laughed. John smiled lovingly up at Greg, “I could
really get used to this...you, me, everything. You might be stuck with me,
Inspector.”
“Wouldn't have it any other way, Doctor.” Greg huskily said as he drew his
lover in for quick embrace.
Their shower became one of gentle caresses as they washed each other while
peppering kisses over chests, backs, necks, and faces. Looking into each
other’s eyes, they knew there was no going back for them. They found what they
had been looking for in a partner and would fight anyone that tried to come
between them.
***** Mycroft Holmes/Greg Lestrade/John Watson (AU) *****
Chapter Notes
     Insert from 'Love Me Like You Do'
     My current Co-writer wrote this, so all the credit goes to Teithril.
John looked towards Mycroft and saw the sizeable bulge pressing against his
zipper. Turning his head he saw Greg shifting uncomfortably in his chair, the
telltale sign that the erection that had begun to lessen during their talk come
back full force at the intensity of his perusals of the two men. His mouth
watered at the sight. Only two pairs of trousers separated him from the two
hard cocks begging for his mouth and arse. John smiled at the thought.
Mycroft looked back at John, “I take it I already know your answer.” John’s
smile widened as the action of him standing released the two men from their
restrained positions. Within seconds they were both pressed against John, each
attacking the side of his neck with desperate open-mouthed kisses. John’s head
fell back against Greg’s shoulder as his hand reached up to grasp the back of
Mycroft’s neck. A moan escaped his lips as the men sucked marks of ownership on
him, one under his right ear and one on the left side of his neck.
The sensations of them licking on his sensitive neck made John buck his hips
forward into Mycroft’s and feel the hardened length press against his. “Oh fuck
me,” he whispered at the feel of the pleasured friction jolted up his spine.
Greg breathlessly chuckled, “That’s the idea, love. Now,” he grasped John’s
hand in his, “let’s move this somewhere more comfortable.” Mycroft hummed his
agreement and took John’s free hand in his as they made their way towards their
bedroom. John’s breathing hitched at the sight of the King-sized bed in front
of him causing Mycroft to press his chest into John’s back and wrapped his arms
around his waist.
“Care to give us a personal demonstration of your yoga abilities, love? Greg
and I would be most delighted to see what you’ve been hiding from us.” John
turned around, wrapping his arms around Mycroft’s neck, “I would much rather be
pinned to the bed with your cock in my mouth if that's alright with you.”
Before Mycroft could form a response, John attacked Mycroft with a kiss that
quickly became heated and intense. Mycroft pried open John’s lips with his and
explored John’s mouth with his tongue. He tasted of tea, mint, and something
that was uniquely John. It was addicting and he couldn't get enough.
Greg watched as his husband’s hands trailed down John’s back, skimming over
firm arse cheeks before massaging them causing them to grind their erections
together. Twin groans of pleasure echoed in the room as the two men licked and
massaged one another's tongues while savoring the friction that their small
thrusts caused.
Greg moved to stand behind John, letting his erection press into the crease of
John’s arse that was barely covered by the thin yoga material. John pulled away
from the kiss, pressing back to feel more of the tantalizing cock against him,
“Oh God, Greg!” as said man took control, reaching down, and pulling John’s
shirt over his head while Mycroft leaned down and licked the nipple that
enticed him.
“Bloody hell! I need you both. Please,” John begged the two. Immediately he was
pushed backwards, falling onto the bed with a bounce. Greg grasped John’s tight
yoga pants and yanked them down. Gasps escaped the husbands as they were
entranced with the sight of a very naked John lying before them. In his effort
to further tease the men, John purposely “forgot” to wear anything underneath
his yoga attire. His cock was hard and glistening with precome as it leaked
onto his stomach, jumping and twitching at the heated stares coming from both
men. As John waited for his lovers to come back to the moment, he reached down
and grasped his cock.
“I guess I’ll start by myself,” he said, letting his thumb swipe the swollen
head over and over. Pleasure coursed through his body and he gasped. He let his
other hand wander down to fondle both his balls and the sensitive perineum
behind them.
“Uhhh...Mycroft...Greg...so good,” he cried as his hand began to speed up his
strokes, “Mmmm. Yes! Yes...uhhh.” John’s exclamation shook both men from their
trances as they yanked their shirts over their heads before falling on either
side of John.
Needing to take control back, Greg grabbed the hands that were fondling and
stroking and pinned them above John’s head. Leaning over the man, Greg bent
down letting his husky voice taunt, “You, my dear little tease, will pay for
that bit of taunting.” He bit John’s lower lip, sucking the sting away when
John jumped and moaned.
Greg stepped back from the bed and unbuttoned his trousers, letting the
material fall to pool at his feet. Stepping out of his trousers he came to
stand behind Mycroft, who had joined him. Reaching around he unzipped his
husband's trousers and pulled out the hard cock that pressed against the seams.
Slowly stroking the shaft before ending with a twist of his wrist on the
engorged head, Greg pumped his hand while using his free hand to push the
trousers off so both men were naked and available for John’s viewing. Mycroft
gasped at Greg’s firm caresses.
John’s jaw dropped at the beautiful sight of two muscled and hard bodies that
not only wanted him, but would soon be filling him. Seeing Greg stroke his
husband’s impressive length made him harden further and shiver with envy. He
wanted to touch the warm, hard length and bring the man to orgasm.
Greg stopped his strokes and motioned for Mycroft to kneel at John’s hips as he
straddled John’s chest. “John, you have an issue with showing respect to
authority. I have half a mind to handcuff you to the bed,” John’s eyes widened
in excitement at the thought, “but we'll save that for next time.
Instead….open.”
The commanding tone of Greg’s voice caught John off guard and he shivered at
the steel in which Greg spoke to him. Without hesitating, John opened his
mouth. His eyes traveled down Greg’s body until they rested on the cock before
him. It was long, thick, and heavy. It made his arse clench at the hope of
having that huge dick fill him and his mouth began to water as he desperately
wanted it on his tongue. Greg braced himself on his hands before he fed himself
into John’s waiting mouth.
Greg groaned at the feel of John’s tongue lapping at his precome before
massaging the sensitive vein along the underside of his shaft. He thrusted,
gently at first, as John hollows his cheeks as he sucked.
“Holy fuck, John...yes….YES! Suck me like that. Your mouth is so hot...so
wet...I want to come down your throat. Have you taste me and drink my come
down.” Greg’s eyes closed as his thrusting grew harder and faster. “Uhh! So
good...you feel so good.”
John shouted around the cock in his mouth as Mycroft spread his cheeks and ran
his tongue along his puckered entrance. Lapping and licking at the sensitive
flesh, Mycroft speared his tongue and breached the muscle. John cried out in
ecstasy as pleasure assaulted his body. Spreading his legs wider, he pushed
down onto Mycroft’s face, wordlessly begging for more.
Mycroft added a finger alongside his tongue to stretch the hole for their
enjoyment. One finger became two and he sucked around the scissoring digits,
both lubricating and distracting John from any discomfort. Mycroft soon lifted
his head as he added a third that was drenched in lubrication and, as John
pressed down on his fingers fucking himself while sucking on Greg's cock,
Mycroft spread the slick lubricant into John's entrance. Mycroft ran a hand up
Greg’s back, their signal to move into position.
Greg eased himself out of John’s mouth with a wet pop and Mycroft removed his
fingers from John’s stretched and lubed arsehole. Feeling empty and needy, John
groaned and wiggled his arse to tempt either man back to fuck him.
“On your hands and knees,” Greg ordered. John sprang to obey as Mycroft knelt
in front of him, his cock bobbing and glistening with his desire. Though he
wasn't as big as Greg, John wanted the impressive dick in his mouth. He needed
to know how it tasted. But before he could lean forward to take it, Greg
grabbed his hips and positioned his lubricated erection at John’s entrance.
Feeling the blunt head press against him, he whimpered and pressed back seeking
the hot flesh that would stretch him and fill him.
“Is this what you’ve been fantasizing about John? Me filling you, fucking your
tight arse while Myc fucks your willing and eager mouth? Did you pleasure
yourself to that image? Did you come at the thought of me flooding your insides
with my come while you drink Myc’s down?” John flushed in need at the images
Greg’s words invoked and nodded his head frantically.
“Tell us, John...tell us before Mycroft fucks your mouth,” Greg said as he
breached John’s arse with his swollen and leaking cock. He kept his thrusts
shallow as John threw his head back, groaning loudly at the feeling of being
filled.
“I want you to fuck my arse Greg! Uhh! More...yes! I want to feel you fill me
so I can’t move tomorrow. I want Mycroft to fuck my mouth and make me hoarse. I
want to taste him, suck him, lick him, and drink him. Please….please! Give it
all to me. Stop teasing me!” John cried out in both pleasure and frustration.
“As you wish, our dear John,” Mycroft said as he gripped John’s jaw, opening
his mouth wide as he thrust his cock into John’s waiting mouth. As John
hollowed his cheeks once more and sucked the hard length as it bobbed in and
out of his mouth, he moaned in satisfaction. Mycroft added his groan as the hum
vibrated through his cock and sent heat and lust pooling into his stomach.
Greg smiled at the sight of his husband thrusting into John’s mouth while his
hands ran through John’s hair. Greg stilled his hips briefly before angling
himself and thrusting sharply into John, assaulting John’s prostate repeatedly.
John screamed around the cock in his mouth at the intense pleasure surging up
his spine while the thrusting shoved Mycroft’s cock deeper into John’s mouth
and down his throat.
“More Greg...he wants more,” Mycroft said to his husband. They grinned as Greg
redoubled his thrusting, hitting John’s bundle of nerves expertly with each
plunge into John’s tight channel.
“Oh God John...you’re so unbelievably tight...so hot...so good. Seeing
you...suck on Myc...while I pound...into your tight arse...is so fucking hot.
Uhh!” Greg reached around and grasped John’s erect and leaking cock in his
hand, pumping it in time with his thrusts.
John moaned and sucked harder on Mycroft’s cock, causing the man to become
erratic and grip John’s head and jaw. Mycroft hoarsely exclaimed, “Almost,
John. Almost…..uhhhhhh!”
John swallowed the bitter release as it flooded his mouth, determined not to
lose a single drop. He continue to suck and milk the last of Mycroft’s come
from his softening cock. Mycroft drew back and John moaned his pleasure with
his suddenly free mouth.
“Ahh Greg! Fuck...more...harder. Yes! There...THERE!” His balls drew up as Greg
hit his prostate with a harsh and deep thrust, his strokes bringing him close
to completion.
“Yes...yes...YES...Greg! Greg...I’m...I’m…” John shouted as his release took
hold of his body and he came in thick spurts across the duvet as his channel
clenched repeatedly around Greg’s cock. The tightness and the sound of John’s
release was too much for Greg as he groaned as he came. flooding John’s insides
with hot come.
As they came down from their highs, Greg pulled out of John and watched as a
trickle of his come leaked out of John’s arse. He pressed his finger to the
puckered and red entrance and pushed it back in, causing John to moan in both
pleasure and soreness.
Falling down behind John, Greg pulled him to his chest. Mycroft pressed into
John’s chest and both men wrapped their arms around their young lover. Placing
chaste kisses on John’s jaw and temples, the two men stared in wonder at what
they just did...what their relationship just morphed into. They couldn't ask
for a better partner and their rather exceptional bout of intimacy proved they
were right in wanting John to join them.
“Thank you,” John whispered before falling asleep wrapped in the arms of his
two older lovers.
***** Greg Lestrade x John Watson (AU) *****
Chapter Notes
     insert from 'Story of my life'
Greg pulled John to him onto his lap, the younger man automatically straddling
the detective while placing his hands on his shoulders. Greg let his nose run
along the side of John’s neck until he trailed his tongue along the sensitive
skin underneath John’s ear if the sharp intake of air from John was any
indication. He drew the earlobe into his mouth, sucking on the flesh before
biting down gently causing a moan to escape John’s lips. Huskily, Greg
whispered into John’s ear, letting his breath tickle the short hair on John’s
neck and send shivers down his spine, “But enough talking, my dear, sexy
Doctor. I’ve been dreaming of you all day and was rather difficult to do my job
with a half hard cock torturing me.”
John groaned at the image burning itself into his mind, “And that’s my fault,
Inspector?” Greg nibbled on the skin under John’s jaw that was teasing him as
he ran his hands up and down John’s toned back.
“Oh God yes it was. What am I supposed to think about after seeing you come
apart in the shower this morning and then having you text me this afternoon? I
was bloody lucky that Sherlock wasn't around when you teased me with a rather
lovely fantasy of you under my desk.”
John tilted his head to the side to give Greg better access to his sensitive
neck, “Mmmmm…yes. We really must make that a reality. But until then,” he said
as he looked Greg in the eyes, “How about we focus on the here and now? And the
here and now says that I want you to take me and have your utter way with me.
So every step I take reminds me of you.”
John pushed Greg back on the bed, leaned in, and pressed his lips to the
detective’s soft lips. The detective shook off his surprise at John’s words and
tightened his embrace on John’s small frame as their lips moved against one
another. The younger lover pressed his body against Greg, longing to be close
to him and needing to feel the heat radiating from the older man’s body. The
slick feeling of their lips together made John remember their shower and how
they couldn't get enough of the taste of one another.
As the two kissed, Greg pulled John close by using the belt loops on his
trousers. Feeling John’s erection press against his, he started to rut against
him as their kisses quickly became more and more passionate, desperate,
lustful, and full of need. The detective pulled away long enough to flip their
positions and pin John’s arms above his head. John’s cock jumped at the ease in
which Greg manhandled and controlled him, but didn’t get a chance to respond
before Greg resumed snogging the young man.
Greg's left hand kept John’s wrist pinned down as they kissed like there was no
tomorrow…as if they needed to memorize the other's taste before it was taken
away. The detective moved his free hand down the side of John’s body as he
moved his tongue along John’s lips, begging for entrance. John parted his lips
granting his lover access with Greg’s hand stopping at the button on the front
of John’s trousers. Hearing John’s moan of frustration and seeing him thrust
his hips into the air, desperate for the necessary friction to alleviate the
pressure growing in his hardening cock, Greg quickly undid the button and
zipper, giving himself enough room to slip his hand into John’s pants. John
keened as Greg’s hand brushed against the head of his semi-hard member. The
sounds of pleasure pouring out of John were muffled as Greg explored his mouth,
mapping out the wet cavern with his tongue while he palm John’s aching need as
it became fully erect.
The blonde moaned as Greg kissed along his jawline down to his neck planting
soft kisses to his tender flesh. His whole body flowing with desire as Greg
sucked on his lower neck, marking him, and earning a whimper from his younger
lover. John thrust his harden cock into Greg’s hand, closing his eyes, and
letting the pleasure take over his body. The experience of being with man like
this was new for him. Yes, he had taken a shower with Greg only hours ago but
that had felt different. It left him desiring more, so much more. He was
addicted to Greg like a drug addict was to cocaine. John could and never would
get enough of Greg’s touch.
The detective moved his hand which had been pinning John’s wrist to the bed
down, caressing John’s chest and side till it joined his other hand at the
bottom of John’s jumper and undershirt. He removed the offending garments with
the help of John, who couldn’t get it off fast enough. John long for skin to
skin contact with his inspector again and Greg wanted nothing to hinder his
view of his lover. When Greg leaned back in and their lips met, John moaned
into the kiss, high on the electric feeling of pleasure racing through his body
with every touch of their heated skin against one another. Never ceasing its
teasing strokes on John’s erection and eliciting whimpers with each twist of
his wrist, Greg moved his free hand its way up John’s side stopping when he
reached the blonde’s nipple. Circling his thumb around the hardened nub, he
gave it a pinch, making John groan into the kiss and move closer to him,
holding on to his sides lightly.
John moved his hands to the middle of Greg’s shirt, wasting no time in
unbuttoning it and letting it slip from the detective’s shoulders before
sliding down his back to the floor. They pulled away for air, their lips still
touching while breathing heavily before resuming snogging each other. This time
it was more frantic as all the sexual frustration they had been holding back
started to let loose. John manage to find a way to flip them again, using the
momentum to his advantage as he stripped Greg of his trousers. After pulling
Greg’s pants off he moved back up placing a kiss to his lover’s lips while
palming Greg fully erect cock. The feel of hot velvet steel making John moan at
the thought of it being inside him soon. Greg threw his head back at the hand
stroking his cock with a firm grip, making his vision go momentarily white.
John pulled away, nearly breathless, “I expected you to be nervous,Inspector.”
Greg smiled, “I am but, it isn’t going to stop me.”
John didn’t want to hint at his inexperience and, at least for the moment, Greg
hadn’t seem to figure it out. It wasn’t as if John hadn’t tried before, but he
had backed out both times. It never felt right before…but being here with Greg,
John couldn't imagine anything more right in his life. It probably sounded
crazy, but he had never felt this much desire to be with someone. Even when
John attempted to be fully intimate with Kaylan, he always hesitated at the
last moment. It had never felt right and John could never explain it to Kaylan.
He still couldn’t, but John had given up on trying understand it. After all
that was all in the past. Greg was his future.
He had a gorgeous detective below him who was willing and ready. John really
hoped his nervousness wouldn’t show. He really didn't want to have to admit his
inexperience to Greg. His mind started to worry. ‘What if Greg didn't want to
be with a virgin? What if he expected John to know things? What if he asked
what positions or moves he preferred?’ John mentally shook his head to clear
his wildly spiraling thoughts. He wouldn't think about the negatives that could
happen. He would take and enjoy every minute Greg gave him...no matter how long
or short that may be.
John moved down Greg’s torso, placing open-mouth kisses on every inch of the
man’s stomach and dipping his tongue into Greg's navel while said man writhed
on the bed from the sensations. Placing one last kiss on Greg’s hip bone, he
trailed lower until his cheek nuzzled Greg’s cock. Glancing up at Greg’s face
through lust-hazed eyes, John licked along the sensitive underside of Greg’s
shaft eliciting a moaned from the man as his balls were fondled and open-
mouthed kisses were placed along his heated length. John’s tongue swirled
around the sensitive head and licked the drops of precome that glistened on the
tip. The detective groaned, moving his hips towards John as he thrusted deep
into John’s tight, wet mouth.
As he worked Greg’s cock in and out of his mouth, deeper and deeper each time,
he gazed up to see Greg’s face flushed with pleasure. John enjoyed seeing his
lover coming undone, knowing he, and he alone, was the one to bring that look
of bliss to his face. Not wanting Greg to come too soon, he released Greg’s
cock with a wet pop and one final lick. Despite wanting to see the man come
undone, he desperately needed to feel Greg come undone inside him.
The detective pulled John up to his chest before gently pushing John back on
the bed. Using a kiss to distract his lover, Greg pulled down John’s trousers
from his lean hips. John helped by kicking them off the last few feet until
they joined Greg's on the floor. As Greg deepened the kiss, he rubbed John's
cock through his pants and cupped his balls, massaging them to earn a moan from
his smaller lover.
Greg still was unaware of the fact that John was a virgin. Nothing John had
done so far even hinted at the fact that he was inexperienced…though that was
soon to be changed. He pulled back from the kiss long enough to catch his
breath and ask,“You do have lube, right?”
“Yeah,” John replied breathlessly as his dazed eyes focused on the detective's
face. Greg grinned as he got off John in search of the needed bottle. He gave a
small victory cry as he pulled a bottle out of the top drawer of John’s
dresser. When he returned to the bed, Greg squeezed a generous amount onto his
fingers as John nervously spread his legs open for Greg’s view. He placed his
hands above his head, grasping the pillow in an attempt to calm his nerves as
Greg traced his slick fingers around John's entrance.
The detective placed a soft kiss to his lover's lips, pushing his finger past
the right ring of muscle. John groaned into the kiss. Greg had fingered him
before in the shower, but this time they would be going all the way. John's
wrists were held down by his lover who had trailed kisses down to his nipple.
Finding the sensitive nub, he started to suck on it, swirling his tongue around
it making John whimper as he started to press back against Greg’s finger.
Sensing John’s need for more, Greg added a second finger, stretching John's
hole with his small scissoring motions to loosen him. He moved them in and out
at a slow, teasing pace and inwardly glowed with pride as he watched John lose
all inhibitions and moan loudly. John was still very tense and more so than
when they first began. Greg paused, releasing his grip on John’s wrists, and
looked down at his lover, finally seeing the nervousness and slightly strained
look in his eyes, “Shouldn't I be the nervous one? After all, this is my first
time with a man.”
John smiled reassuringly, “Almost couldn't tell.”
“Hey now…I never said I hadn’t done anal before.” Greg said, lightly laughing
as he continued pressing kisses along John’s neck. “I just haven’t had the
pleasure to do it with a gorgeous thing like you, Doctor.”
He continued thrusting his fingers inside John, increasing the speed and depth
slowly until he realized John was still tense and not relaxing enough to fully
enjoy the moment. Quietly sighing to himself, he slid his fingers out before
getting between John’s legs. He leaned in and placed a kiss to John’s lips.
When he didn’t return the kiss with his usual confidence,Greg pulled away until
his lips were inches from his lover’s. He gazed at John’s face and could see
the nervousness and anxiety clouding the beautiful blue eyes.
“Before we go too far, please tell me what’s the matter?” Greg begged. He
assumed it have to with the circumstances that got them here in the first
place. John had been battling with guilt for almost two days. He could even be
having second thoughts about them, but he found out quickly just how far off
the mark he was on both accounts.
“Nothing’s the matter.” John lied, still not wanting to admit he was a virgin.
Greg smiled at John’s attempt to skirt the question. He leaned forward,
pressing his forehead to John’s. “I know you're lying. You're nervous more than
me. If I didn't know any better I would think this is your first time.”
John sputtered, but nothing came out as his cheeks flushed with embarrassment.
Greg moved off of John, “Wait, that’s it. This is your first time, isn’t it?”
Greg asked, surprised.
John closed his eyes and nodded, “Yeah…I’m still a virgin.”
The shock that John was a virgin was hard for Greg to believe, especially after
what they had done last night and in the shower. The detective had
automatically assumed he was experienced based on those extremely pleasurable
events. Greg had never been with a virgin that was so experienced when it came
to oral sex or getting a man off. Greg first time was with a girl who was just
as inexperienced and nervous as he had was which made for a very unexceptional
night. Greg was determined to make this as unforgettable and pleasurable as
possible for John.
John noticed the pause and assumed the worst. Quietly he cleared his throat
before tentatively asking, “Greg?”
The detective looked back at John. Seeing the concern and fear of rejection,
Greg smiled to reassure his beautiful and exquisite lover, “Sorry. I didn't
mean to worry you. I’m just surprised is all. I mean, you’re beautiful and
sexy. Your mouth is miracle, especially when it’s on me, any you’re bloody
gorgeous! Wait, I said that already, didn't I? You are everything…’everything’
a man could ever want. I just assumed you had...you know.”
John blushed at the praise that poured out of Greg. “Well, I never could go
that far...I always backed out. After all the times that people try to use me I
was afraid. Kaylan was slowly getting me use to the idea with other activities,
but we never went past them.”
Greg nodded, “That explains why you're so good, unbelievably good actually, at
the other things. I wish you had told me sooner though.It’s not something to be
ashamed of, John. I’m actually rather flattered you find me desirable and
worthy enough to give me your virginity.”
“I was worried it make you more nervous and you would have reservations about
taking our relationship to this level.” John told him. The detective smiled,
straddling his younger lover placing a chaste kiss to his lips. “John, you're
not the first virgin I have been with, but if I have my way, you will be my
last. I cannot possibly begin to explain much me being your first is making
every ounce of my being puff with pride and determination to prove that you
made the right decision. If you will let me, I will be your first, your last,
your only lover. You may not be my first, but I would be the luckiest bastard
if you were my last.”
The student threaded his hand through Greg’s salt and pepper hair smiling,
placing his lips to Greg’s softly. The kiss was sweet and tender as their lips
moved against each other. Greg pulled away smiling, “Do you want me to stop?”
John smirked, “God no, I don’t want to stop! Not this time. Especially not
after everything you just said.”
“Then you're going to have to relax, love.” Greg told him.
“I can try. I’m not exactly good at that when it gets this far.”
Greg smiled, an idea coming to mind, “You trust me, love? Because I have an
idea.”
John smiled, without hesitation, answering, “Without a doubt.”
The detective moaned as John place his soft lips on his as they shared a chaste
kiss. Greg pulled away pressing his forehead to his lover’s as John hesitantly
asked, “What’s your idea?”
Greg moved to the edge of the bed and found his shirt on the floor with his tie
lying on top of it. He picked it up undoing the knot as John looked at him a
bit confused. John didn’t think Greg would want to try anything too kinky their
first time. Not that John wouldn’t be interested in trying new things in the
future once he was a bit more experienced.
“What’s that for?” John asked, the hint of nervousness still in his voice.
“You can’t tell me you’ve never been blindfold before.” Greg said.
John nodded, “Obviously not for something like this.”
“It’s to help you relax, but it will make you more sensitive to your other
senses…your sense of touch especially. It will help you feel more pleasure and
hopefully take your mind off your nerves.” Greg leaned in putting his hand on
John’s cheek, “You sure you're up for this? If you're not ready I will
understand.”
John grinned, “I’m positive. Now…how about we give your trick a try.” Greg’s
face lit up with a wide grin as he watched John sit up. He ran the tie through
his fingers before he moved behind him, placing the wider end of the tie around
his eyes, asking as he tightened the first knot, “Too tight?”
“No.” John responded, his head unconsciously turning towards the sound of
Greg’s voice.
Greg proceeded to double knot the tie, running his finger under the the
material to check to see if there was any give as he worried it would be too
tight. He was a bit nervous about the idea of being John's first, but he wasn't
about to let it stop him. It was a gift to be able to ease John into sex and he
would make sure his young lover felt as much pleasure as he could give. The
detective moved closer to John, pressing against him so his chest was to John's
back. Greg exposed his young lover's neck gently placing soft kisses to his
tender flesh. John let out a soft moan as Greg's hands moved up his sides
slowly, feeling the muscles shift and tense beneath his fingers. The feel of
his Inspector’s callused hands on his soft skin sent electric charges pulsing
from the point of contact to every nerve in his body. Feeling more sensitive
without his sight, John’s breath came in soft pants as Greg explored his sides
and abdomen, massaging and caressing with every move of his fingers across
flesh. He gasped as Greg’s nimble fingers teased his hips and brushed the
sparse trail of hair leading from his navel. Unable to hold back, John rested
his head on Greg’s shoulder and moaned loud and wantonly, causing Greg to pause
in his attention to John’s sensitive neck as he shivered with pleasure. Seeing
John's chest heave with excitement and feeling the small thrusts of his hips
into the air, Greg nibbled on his neck before finding his sweet spot and
sucking on it. John cried out in pure pleasure as his back arched and his head
pressed harder into Greg’s shoulder.
Greg moved his hands down between John's spread legs, tracing them along his
inner thighs and feeling immensely pleased when those thighs began to tremble
with need and want. One hand reached under John’s balls, wrapping gently around
them and fondled them. John cried out loudly, all inhibitions gone as he spread
his legs wider for better access. John could feel Greg's throbbing cock against
his back. The size of it pressing into him was impressive and arousing and he
turned his head into Greg’s neck to better smell his lover’s tantalizing scent.
He wanted so badly for Greg to be inside him showing the pleasures of being
with another, but Greg had only begun his sweet torture. Greg took his other
hand and began to stroke John's aching need, forcing whimpers of ecstasy to
escape John. With every kiss, fondle, and stroke John's nervousness disappeared
as he held onto his lover's upper arms and moved to the strokes.
“Oh god,” John moaned softly, “Uhh...more Greg. Please...more.”
Greg moved his hand from fondling John's balls and traced his fingertips along
the soft skin of his lover's hips until he reached the small of his back. Greg
inched away enough so he was able to move his hand down and find the blonde’s
arsehole. He traced his finger around to see how relaxed his young lover was
after his teasing. He was more relaxed than before but not enough.
Greg leaned in, his breath against John's ear, “Now love, let's lay you back so
I can prepare that tight hole for my cock.”
John whimpered as Greg moved away, hating the loss of Greg’s tender touch
though the loss of contact didn’t last long. After Greg moved beside John, he
pushed his lover back on the bed gently, laying beside him. One arm supported
him as his other hand rested on John’s abdomen while he leaned in for a soft,
sweet kiss. The blindfold allowed John to enjoy every touch more because he had
such trust in his lover and knew he would only feel exquisite pleasure. The
sensations that ran through his body with every brush of a fingertip made him
crave more of the detective’s touch. This is what he’s been missing
before...this trust, this absolute trust in his partner, his lover. His body
couldn't help but relax when all he could do was ‘feel.’
Greg pulled away from the kiss, stealing a moment to take in the view of his
young lover. He reached for the bottle of lube still on the floor and put some
on his fingers, rubbing them together to warm the slick liquid before moving
his hand between John’s thighs until he felt John’s puckered hole. Circling the
ring of muscles as he spread the lubricant, John’s breath grew increasingly
heavier except this time he wasn’t tensing up as Greg teased his hole. Greg
planted kisses along John’s chest earning a soft mewl from him as his body
pushed slightly into Greg's prodding finger.
“God, you look gorgeous.” Greg moaned, pushing one finger into John’s willing
entrance. He slowly started to move his one finger inside, pushing further when
he heard John moan in his ear.
“Mmm...that’s feels so good,” John voiced breathlessly.
Greg grinned adding a second finger, thrusting them in John teasingly, making
John fist the sheets as Greg hit his bundle of nerves. He let out a strangled
cry as he tried to keep his loud moan from escaping. Greg smirk and purposely
repeated the motion, forcing his lover to throw his head back in ecstasy. John
let out a gasped as Greg started to suck on his nipple. These were all new
sensations as he had never went this far with anyone. He had never experienced
this much pleasure and he wanted anything, ‘everything’ Greg would show and
give him. The more Greg teased him, the more John was one moment away from
outright begging for Greg to take him.
The thrust were weak, but it was enough to make John match Greg’s rhythm and he
groaned when a third finger was added. The slight discomfort was overpowered by
the pleasure that surged through his body. Any nervousness he had before was
far from his mind. It only took one hard thrust of Greg’s fingers for it no
longer to be enough. He couldn’t take it anymore. He wanted to feel Greg’s cock
inside him heightening the pleasure.
“I need you!” John cried out, “Now! Please!”
Greg slowly removed his digits causing John to whimper at the loss as he
settled between John’s legs, removing the blindfold. John’s eyes looked glassy
with desire and need as he pulled Greg in for a kiss. Their lips slammed
against each other as their tongues met and Greg easily dominated John for
control. The kiss quickly became one full of pure lust. Greg pulled away making
sure to grab the lube again and squeeze a generous amount on his leaking,
throbbing erection. The wait for Greg to fill him felt like forever as Greg
pushed up one of John’s leg to give him better access. Positioning himself,
John moaned as the tip of Greg’s cock touched his hole.
John held his breath keeping himself relaxed as Greg leaned in, pressing his
forehead to John’s. Nothing was said between them as they shared a kiss as Greg
pushed his cock past the tight ring of muscle. John groaned into the kiss at
the feeling of fullness and discomfort. Greg remained still as he pulled away
from the kiss to gaze down at his lover.
“You ok?” Greg asked, concerned.
John threaded his hand through Greg’s hair, “I’m fine. I just need time to
adjust.” Greg nodded his understanding. The two shared another kiss, a more
passionate kiss, while he let his young inexperienced lover get use to the
fullness of him being inside. When he felt John shift his hips and press
against him, he slowly started to pull out before thrusting slowly back inside,
moving his hand down to John’s outer thigh. He moved his tongue along John’s
lips silently asking for access, which John happily granted him, allowing Greg
to explore his mouth.
Greg slowly increased his speed as he felt John become more comfortable. John
wrapped his legs around Greg’s waist forcing him to go deeper into John’s hot
and tight channel. The detective took the hint and started to thrust faster and
harder in John, who moaned uncontrollably. John’s tight, velvety inner walls
surrounding Greg’s cock made him want to come then and there, but he didn’t
want this to end so soon. He wanted to prolong the absolute pleasure as long as
he could. Greg nudge his lover’s prostate making John cry out, “Ah god, right
there! Again!”
Greg wasn’t about to deny his lover what he wanted so he repeated the motion
making John cry out. “Oh god! Yes! Fuck...uhh!”
Greg started to thrust harder and faster as John’s hand moved behind his neck,
“I love how hot and hard you feel inside me.”
The detective closed his eyes momentarily as he deeply and loudly moaning, “Oh
fuck John. I’m barely holding on. Keep talking like that and I’m not going to
last much longer.”
John smiled up at his love, “Like that, did you?”
“Oh God yes…You are so...unbelievably sexy...right now,” Greg huskily said in
between his deep thrusts as John cried out as they repeatedly hit his sweet
spot of nerves.
“Uh! Don't stop!”
Greg put one hand on the bed holding himself up as he moved his other hand to
John’s cock. Pre-cum dripped onto his abdomen as Greg started to palm John’s
hard length in time with his thrusts, making John moan loudly over and over.
Greg nudged John’s neck aside and started to suck on the newly discovered
sensitive spot under John’s jaw. John let out a strangled moan as the need to
find his release increased. John’s breathing turned to heaving pants as he
tightened his grip on Greg’s neck.
The feeling of Greg’s hard cock moving inside him, brushing the bundle of
nerves, made him want to prolong the pleasure. He didn't want this moment to
end. His whole body surged with a new kind of desire John had never thought
possible. Greg snapped his hips with each thrust as he felt John’s channel
tighten around him further, signaling he was close. Greg increased his speed
hitting John's prostate making him groan.
“Oh...God! Greg, I’m so close. Please! I’m about to…”
John felt his body start to shake as his orgasm hit him hard and fast. His
whole body seized up, his hole clenching repeatedly around Greg cock as he
came, crying out while throwing his head back.
He rode out his orgasm, gripping onto Greg’s arms and digging in his nails.
Both the pleasured pain of John's nails biting into his skin and the sight of
his lover coming undone sent Greg over the edge. He made one last hard thrust
before he came, coating John’s inner walls with his hot seed. Greg gently fell
on top of John, still unable to release the hold he had on John’s waist.
John threaded his hand through Greg’s hair kissing him softly, “This was better
than I expected and could ever hope for.”
“That’s what I wanted.” Greg whispered, smiling.
John winced slightly as he felt Greg pull out and turn away from him for a
moment. When he turned back to John he had a wet flannel and proceeded to wipe
away the evidence of their activities. When John was clean, Greg put the
flannel in the washroom before returning to the bed to lay next to John. The
two snuggled close, content in one another’s arms as the forgotten movie played
in the background as the two slipped into an easy slumber.
End Notes
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