merindab: So… John Watson in a corset… Red Leather – John distracts a moody Sherlock…
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“Previous.” Sherlock looked up, eyebrows slightly raised. They were back in 221B and he was still puzzled about how the murder had taken place. “You really said previous commander.” “Yes.” “You’re not my commanding officer, you know?” Sherlock did not even bother to answer. It was quite for a long time, then: “Come here.” John came, Sherlock grinned. “Down on your knees, I need your help.” John was halfway on the floor when he raised his voice. “What for?” Sherlock chuckled. “Proving a point.”
johnwantsit: AHAHAHAHAHA YES THIS IS AMAZING YES. Oh John you love it. This has now…
Read More“If I’d known you liked this I’ve done it sooner.” Mary’s smile is wicked as she watches John sink down onto her strap-on. John’s face is red, mostly exertion, just a touch of embarrassment, “Didn’t know.” He rests, fully seated. “It’s good for you?” Mary runs her hands over John’s thighs, pulls him a little closer. “Oh, yeah. More than.” She rolls her hips up into him and smiles when he groans and drops his head back. “That’s my boy. Take Mama’s cock.” John groans and rocks harder “Yes, Ma’am”
johnwantsit: *whimpers* John being pegged, yes yes oh god, more. OMG there’s het on mah…
Read MoreJohn whimpered as Sherlock slid a finger inside him. He was already so full, Greg already inside him. Greg’s cock plus Sherlock’s finger was almost too much. Greg moaned by his ear. Sherlock worked slowly and carefully, increasing both the number of fingers and pace, until John felt the head of Sherlock’s long, thin cock breach his entrance. “Good boy,” Sherlock murmured as he slid the rest of the way in. It was too much for John. He shuddered and came, clenching around the two cocks inside him.
johnwantsit: DOUBLE. PENETRATION. Some p. great things going on over there, I’m just saying.
Read More“Forgive me, father,” John whispered, kneeling on the steps of the altar. “for I have sinned. I’ve coveted, I’ve lusted… Christ, how I’ve lusted…” “Taking the lord’s name in vain, Johnny? In a church? I didn’t think you could be so blasphemous.” Jim pushed him forward and ghosted his lips along his spine. “We have thirty minutes before Sherlock arrives. How many commandments do you think we can break before he finds you?” One finger, a second, a third, working him open, breaking the –CONT.
johnwantsit: silence of the cathedral with wet obscenities. John moaned and shuddered, eyes locked on…
Read MoreJohn knew Sherlock noticed things. Even when engrossed in an experiment or caught up in a case, part of Sherlock was always watching John. So when he walked into the living room with Sherlock on the couch he knew Sherlock would notice him reaching for a book on the top shelf, knew his shirt would ride up just so, teasing Sherlock with a glimpse of corset and lace. He didn’t expect to pulled onto his lap quite so fast.
johnwantsit: CORSET. CORSET. LACE. LINGERIE. LAP. alksdjf;anosrifuawosfih SOMEBODY KNOWS WHAT I LIKE.
Read MoreThe leather of the sofa is sticky under John’s knees, breath leaving damp patches against the backrest. He shifts slightly, trying to balance as Sherlock finishes tying him wrists to elbows in a complex series of knots that makes John’s shoulders strain deliciously with every movement. He should be panicking, he thinks distantly, but the touch of Sherlock’s lips at the dip of his back soothes him, calms his nerves and gives him the confidence to finally let go, surrender, and submit.
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