Johnlock: -Consume You- CH. 3
Title: Consume You
Written by: sam_lickr81
Rating: M
Pairing: Johnlock(Sherlock/John)
Summary:(this chapter is short too. DX Sowwy.) I wanted some sexual tension smut. Basically, Mycroft warns John that Sherlock is going to try to make a sexual advance on him soon, and he doesn't know if he should believe it until Sherlock gives him reason to. Smut and Top!Sherlock. Bit of Roughsex!kink and bondage!kink.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Sherlock or anything having to do with BBC.
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John became aware he was moving his hips against Sherlock in little thrusts, desperate for friction. Sherlock apparently noticed too, because he took both John’s wrists in one hand and slid the other between them, grabbing and palming at John’s erection through his corduroy trousers and god if that wasn’t the best feeling.
John could easily break his wrists free from Sherlock’s grasp if he wanted to, but he didn’t. He left them there and arched off the wall, pressing his hips forward into Sherlock’s grasp.
Sherlock kept his face close, his eyes dark and piercing on John’s wrecked face. He rubbed and groped at the hard, thick line of John’s cock through his trousers, pressing the tip of his index finger to the tip on the down stroke. He elicited a small sound from John whenever he did that, so he began pressing a bit harder.
“Jesus…fuck, Sherlock…god…” John muttered under his breath, shutting his eyes and resting his head against the wall.
Sherlock let out a slow breath, his lip brushing against John’s. John became suddenly aware of the fact that that was the first time their lips had touched at all. He was suddenly hungry for more, tilting his chin out to try and catch Sherlock’s lips.
Sherlock let out another growling sound as he jerked his head back and forth slightly, teasing John by bringing his lips a hair’s width away, then pulling away.
“So greedy…you’re more eager than I anticipated, John…” Sherlock snarled, biting at John’s lower lip with vicious intent.
John gasped, letting Sherlock ravage his mouth how he wished, not pushing a kiss just yet.
“I guess there are some things you still don’t know about me, Sherlock,” he replied, his voice sounding breathy and hungry.
Sherlock’s eyes locked with John’s for a split second, and suddenly their lips were colliding in a harsh, starving, wet kiss.
John couldn’t keep his arms from breaking free from Sherlock’s grip and clutching at anything he could get his hands on. He fisted a hand in Sherlock’s curls at the nape of his neck, and another in the fabric of his silken robe on his back.
John felt Sherlock’s tongue slide against his in the filthiest manner possible, and adrenaline swelled inside his chest.
“Sh-Sherlock…” John gasped, breaking away and panting. “I…”
“Speak, you bumbling idiot,” Sherlock growled, pulling at John’s hair roughly.
John swallowed, wincing at the pulling.
“Bed.”
((Jesus my chapters are getting so short. I'm so so sorry. >< I'll try to make the next one longer. Also, I don't have a beta, so if anyone's interested......))
Written by: sam_lickr81
Rating: M
Pairing: Johnlock(Sherlock/John)
Summary:(this chapter is short too. DX Sowwy.) I wanted some sexual tension smut. Basically, Mycroft warns John that Sherlock is going to try to make a sexual advance on him soon, and he doesn't know if he should believe it until Sherlock gives him reason to. Smut and Top!Sherlock. Bit of Roughsex!kink and bondage!kink.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Sherlock or anything having to do with BBC.
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John became aware he was moving his hips against Sherlock in little thrusts, desperate for friction. Sherlock apparently noticed too, because he took both John’s wrists in one hand and slid the other between them, grabbing and palming at John’s erection through his corduroy trousers and god if that wasn’t the best feeling.
John could easily break his wrists free from Sherlock’s grasp if he wanted to, but he didn’t. He left them there and arched off the wall, pressing his hips forward into Sherlock’s grasp.
Sherlock kept his face close, his eyes dark and piercing on John’s wrecked face. He rubbed and groped at the hard, thick line of John’s cock through his trousers, pressing the tip of his index finger to the tip on the down stroke. He elicited a small sound from John whenever he did that, so he began pressing a bit harder.
“Jesus…fuck, Sherlock…god…” John muttered under his breath, shutting his eyes and resting his head against the wall.
Sherlock let out a slow breath, his lip brushing against John’s. John became suddenly aware of the fact that that was the first time their lips had touched at all. He was suddenly hungry for more, tilting his chin out to try and catch Sherlock’s lips.
Sherlock let out another growling sound as he jerked his head back and forth slightly, teasing John by bringing his lips a hair’s width away, then pulling away.
“So greedy…you’re more eager than I anticipated, John…” Sherlock snarled, biting at John’s lower lip with vicious intent.
John gasped, letting Sherlock ravage his mouth how he wished, not pushing a kiss just yet.
“I guess there are some things you still don’t know about me, Sherlock,” he replied, his voice sounding breathy and hungry.
Sherlock’s eyes locked with John’s for a split second, and suddenly their lips were colliding in a harsh, starving, wet kiss.
John couldn’t keep his arms from breaking free from Sherlock’s grip and clutching at anything he could get his hands on. He fisted a hand in Sherlock’s curls at the nape of his neck, and another in the fabric of his silken robe on his back.
John felt Sherlock’s tongue slide against his in the filthiest manner possible, and adrenaline swelled inside his chest.
“Sh-Sherlock…” John gasped, breaking away and panting. “I…”
“Speak, you bumbling idiot,” Sherlock growled, pulling at John’s hair roughly.
John swallowed, wincing at the pulling.
“Bed.”
((Jesus my chapters are getting so short. I'm so so sorry. >< I'll try to make the next one longer. Also, I don't have a beta, so if anyone's interested......))