A Great Mistake, Sherlock (BBC), Sherlock Holmes/John Watson, wet, shower, distractionthefannishwaldoFebruary 5 2012, 16:47:13 UTC
Waldo Mc-Wordy-Pants got going on this one and the whole story won't fit in an LJ comment. So the entire thing is here: A Great Mistake
Here's a bit of the actual porn:
John smiled into Sherlock’s shoulder and tapped the back of his thigh. “Put your foot up on the tub.”
Sherlock did and John shifted so that they were both balanced a bit better. He ran his hands up and down Sherlock’s back a few more times, drifting a bit lower each time until one hand reached between Sherlock’s legs and gently stroked his balls.
John could actually feel Sherlock’s eyelashes flutter against his shoulder as Sherlock’s eyes closed. John knew that Sherlock was moving to that place they’d found for him where his eyes closed and he stopped actively listening to the random sounds around them, stopped actively cataloging everything he noticed, every little thought. John knew he’d have to preface anything he needed Sherlock to listen to with his name because Sherlock was drifting into a place where he could focus solely on what he’s feeling.
John realized he’d gone completely hard at the thought that sex with him could bring Sherlock to that place.
John resumed tracing patterns in the water rivulets running down Sherlock’s back until his hand once again slid down and he could run one finger down the cleft of Sherlock’s ass. Sherlock surged against him as John lightly grazed his entrance and continued down to lightly stroke the span of sensitive skin between it and Sherlock’s balls. Sherlock let out a sound decidedly like a whimper.
They hadn’t even discussed this yet. Penetration. John figured they’d get there one day and probably soon, but he’d mentally put in the category of things best discussed before attempted. Sherlock’s brain was going off-line, John knew, but he still wanted to be sure this was okay. Two weeks ago Sherlock hadn’t even had another person’s hand around his cock, so it was a fair question as to whether or not he’d be interested in having even a bit of another person’s hand inside him.
Leaving one hand gently rubbing up and down that sensitive tract of skin, the other moved up to Sherlock’s head. “Sherlock?”
“Hm?” Sherlock answered lazily.
“Does that feel good?”
“Yes.” Sherlock’s head came off John’s shoulder for a second, “Are my reactions that vague?”
John patted his head. “No, I just wanted to hear it from you.” John considered for a moment that it was entirely possible that it might be slightly easier on them both to have this discussion while fully dressed, while it was in the abstract. Maybe it would be even easier by email. Or he could text. He turned Sherlock’s head and kissed him, giving himself a few moments to think. He really, really wanted to feel Sherlock coming around his fingers. Sooner or later he’d like to feel him coming around his cock, but he knew that was something they’d definitely need to discuss first, and like the whole discussion of sex two weeks ago, John knew they’d have to have it face to face and he’d have to be the one to initiate it. But maybe for now, just a little teasing, a little play.
“Have you ever put anything inside yourself, Sherlock? Your fingers? Toys?” John whispered into Sherlock’s ear as his finger traced the rounded muscle.
Even though they were in a steaming hot shower, John could see Sherlock flush as he shook his head minutely against John’s shoulder.
John pressed the pad of his finger gently against Sherlock’s opening. “Do you want me to?”
John could feel Sherlock’s breath quicken against him, could feel Sherlock’s heart pounding against his own chest.
Re: A Great Mistake, Sherlock (BBC), Sherlock Holmes/John Watson, wet, shower, distractioncatvampcrazinesFebruary 10 2012, 09:55:58 UTC
And of course, I choose a snippet of yum porn to be my first Sherlock fan-read. I'm predictable. *eyeroll* I'm definitely running over to read the rest, but I wanted to let you know how charmingly adorable this was.
Here's a bit of the actual porn:
John smiled into Sherlock’s shoulder and tapped the back of his thigh. “Put your foot up on the tub.”
Sherlock did and John shifted so that they were both balanced a bit better. He ran his hands up and down Sherlock’s back a few more times, drifting a bit lower each time until one hand reached between Sherlock’s legs and gently stroked his balls.
John could actually feel Sherlock’s eyelashes flutter against his shoulder as Sherlock’s eyes closed. John knew that Sherlock was moving to that place they’d found for him where his eyes closed and he stopped actively listening to the random sounds around them, stopped actively cataloging everything he noticed, every little thought. John knew he’d have to preface anything he needed Sherlock to listen to with his name because Sherlock was drifting into a place where he could focus solely on what he’s feeling.
John realized he’d gone completely hard at the thought that sex with him could bring Sherlock to that place.
John resumed tracing patterns in the water rivulets running down Sherlock’s back until his hand once again slid down and he could run one finger down the cleft of Sherlock’s ass. Sherlock surged against him as John lightly grazed his entrance and continued down to lightly stroke the span of sensitive skin between it and Sherlock’s balls. Sherlock let out a sound decidedly like a whimper.
They hadn’t even discussed this yet. Penetration. John figured they’d get there one day and probably soon, but he’d mentally put in the category of things best discussed before attempted. Sherlock’s brain was going off-line, John knew, but he still wanted to be sure this was okay. Two weeks ago Sherlock hadn’t even had another person’s hand around his cock, so it was a fair question as to whether or not he’d be interested in having even a bit of another person’s hand inside him.
Leaving one hand gently rubbing up and down that sensitive tract of skin, the other moved up to Sherlock’s head. “Sherlock?”
“Hm?” Sherlock answered lazily.
“Does that feel good?”
“Yes.” Sherlock’s head came off John’s shoulder for a second, “Are my reactions that vague?”
John patted his head. “No, I just wanted to hear it from you.” John considered for a moment that it was entirely possible that it might be slightly easier on them both to have this discussion while fully dressed, while it was in the abstract. Maybe it would be even easier by email. Or he could text. He turned Sherlock’s head and kissed him, giving himself a few moments to think. He really, really wanted to feel Sherlock coming around his fingers. Sooner or later he’d like to feel him coming around his cock, but he knew that was something they’d definitely need to discuss first, and like the whole discussion of sex two weeks ago, John knew they’d have to have it face to face and he’d have to be the one to initiate it. But maybe for now, just a little teasing, a little play.
“Have you ever put anything inside yourself, Sherlock? Your fingers? Toys?” John whispered into Sherlock’s ear as his finger traced the rounded muscle.
Even though they were in a steaming hot shower, John could see Sherlock flush as he shook his head minutely against John’s shoulder.
John pressed the pad of his finger gently against Sherlock’s opening. “Do you want me to?”
John could feel Sherlock’s breath quicken against him, could feel Sherlock’s heart pounding against his own chest.
“Yes.”
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