Prompting Part XXVII

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Fill: Extraterrestrial Biological Entity, J/S, NC-17, 3/4

[laurab1]

Returning his attention to John, Sherlock presses a button, slightly tipping up the top half of the table again. This is the next experiment. They exchange a quick look. He takes a few steps, and places his hands on his partner’s thighs. With no warning other than the touch, Sherlock quickly spreads John’s legs, fully displaying his burgeoning erection. John closes his eyes, and slowly lets out a shaky, aroused breath. In turn, Sherlock runs both hands down each of John’s legs, and secures his ankles to the examination table as well. With the added restraint, John becomes even more aroused.

“Ioannis,” Sherlock says, and wraps his hand around John’s now fully erect penis.

A minute or so of Sherlock working it, stroking and squeezing, and John orgasms. Just as well their room is soundproofed, because the noises he makes are even louder than usual. The semen ends up on Sherlock’s hand, both their chests, and John’s legs. Sherlock looks at John, whose eyes are once again closed, and he’s smiling, as he catches his breath. He removes his hand, grabs some tissue from the trolley, and cleans up most of the semen. Before it’s all gone, though, he takes a vial from the tray, and runs it over John’s chest, collecting some. Screwing on the top, he places the vial next to the wheel. This is the end of the second experiment. Sherlock takes up his notebook again, recording the results of this one as well.

And this would be the end, but as John appreciated it quite so much, while he’s still coming back down, while his eyes are still closed, Sherlock puts down his notebook, then very carefully and quietly picks up the Wartenberg wheel once more. He places it on John’s chest, exerts just a little pressure, watches the red pinpricks appear. John eyes fly open, and they’re so bright, when Sherlock sees them.

“Oh, God, yes, you strange, beautiful and bloody clever creature,” John exclaims.

Sherlock grins, and runs the wheel across John’s chest, making sure to hit both his nipples. John appreciates this extra move, as well, and Sherlock records his observations of this extra experiment. He waits until John’s eyes are open, then gently turns his head towards him again.

“This brings to an end my experiments on you, human,” Sherlock says, in English, and the scene finishes.

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Fill: Extraterrestrial Biological Entity, J/S, NC-17, 4/4

[laurab1]

It’s the end.

His kink has been indulged, his long-standing fantasy has been made a reality, and now it’s the end. Yes, he’s happy, but he also feels a little bereft. Probably sub-drop. They know how to deal with that.

“I’m going to remove all the straps from you, now, John. I’ll start with the ankle restraints,” Sherlock says softly, his hand on John’s head.

“All right, Sherlock,” John replies.

Sherlock works slowly and carefully, pushing John’s still fairly boneless legs back together. The wrist restraints are next, and he rubs life back into John’s freed arms. Finally, the straps across his chest are unbuckled. Sherlock tips the table flat again, and pushes the trolley away.

He looks down at John. “I’m going to go and change. How are your legs? Will you be able to stand, when I return?”

Oh, yes, he had to walk back to the other room in the suite to get dressed again, didn’t he?

“Yes, I think the life will be back in them, soon.”

“Very well. I’ll see you shortly, then.”

Sherlock leans down, and kissed him, briefly slipping his tongue between John’s lips. He moves away too quickly, and John has to listen to him leave. A few minutes later, he’s back, wearing his shirt, suit and coat. And no make-up. Sherlock helps John to sit up, then stand. John pulls him down for a kiss, and slips his tongue into Sherlock’s mouth.

When they need to break for air, John places his hands on either side of Sherlock’s head, and says, “Thank you very much for indulging me, Sherlock Holmes, you beautiful, bloody clever man.”

“Thank you for being so very not boring with you sexual fantasy, John Watson, you beautiful, clever man.”

Then they’re giggling, but that stops when Sherlock pulls John into the embrace he needs. They’re still for a few minutes, just breathing. John eventually eases away, and walks to the other room. While he gets dressed, he has more time to think, to come back to himself. Will Sherlock let him read what he wrote? Or did he write it in some impenetrable code? John knows one thing, though, he’s recording this for himself, making it an addition to the document he sent to Sherlock. He’ll email him that, too. They both loved this, and they will have to do it again, at some point. Not too soon, though. It was exactly what he wanted, and therefore rather intense.

John pulls his coat on, then heads back to Sherlock. “All right?” he asks, finding him sitting on the table.

“Yes,” Sherlock says, rising. “Shall we go home?”

“Yeah. Let’s go home.”

-end-

Re: Fill: Extraterrestrial Biological Entity, J/S, NC-17, 4/4

[laurab1]

OP here:

Thank you so much for doing this. This was lovely and sweet and I enjoyed reading it so very much. Thank you for the fill! :)

Re: Fill: Extraterrestrial Biological Entity, J/S, NC-17, 4/4

[laurab1]

Thank you! Beta-ed version now on my LJ :)