sketchymaloo: It’s flatted and that’s all that matters. omfg this has been sitting on my…
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archiaart: His bearing was frigid, distant, and more than a little bit smug, but he…
Read Moreabitto: or click through the image link. Haven’t done a Red Pants Monday in a…
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 Morenekowork: For nudity. Click on the image to see a try of a sexy Cat!lock.…
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.
mazarin221b: johnwantsit: MAZ *hyperventilates* (Seriously, everyone, there have been some great little smutlets posted for…
Read Moredoublenegativemeansyes: i coloured the sketch (click the image above for full size) Oh my goddddd.
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