Sherlock, Meet Anime.

Staying in Today

A/N:  Smut! Also My Hero Academia spoilers if you haven't watched or read it!!!  This is the last chapter, I hope yin's liked it. This chapter here was the main reason for this whole story.. the smut scene is supposed to be funny, at least towards the end anyways... enjoy!!!

The next morning John wakes up with Sherlock draped over, holding home like he's trying to protect him from the world. John smiles and tries to break free. Sherlock's hold only gets stronger. Finally John just breaks on into laughter, "Sherlock! Come on! I have to get up!"

"Nmg. But why? It's so early!" Sherlock moans.

John laughs again, "I'll come back, I have to use the loo." Sherlock groans again while holding tighter pressing on John's bladder, "Aww common! I've got to piss!"

Reluctantly Sherlock releases him, "But you better be back soon!" He hollers after John who rushes out of the room.

A few minutes later John returns, with tea. "That was indeed quick, but you didn't need to bring tea."

"Why not bring tea?" John asks.

"Good point." They both have a glass.

John sits back and tries to get comfy, having slight pain in his side.

"John? You okay?"

John shifts back and forth, "Just uncomfortable.. My side seems to hurt more today than yesterday..."

"Maybe it's time we change those bandages..." Sherlock gets out of the bed, wearing nothing but silky boxers, John hadn't noticed the night before because of everything else that had happened. He left and came back with the first aide kit. "Take your shirt off..." Sherlock told John.

"Wha... Oh... Okay..." John slowly and carefully pulled his shirt up and off. Sherlock went right to work, taking the old bandage off, cleaning to wound, and prepping it for the new bandage. John took this time to look down at this 'message' that had been put on his side. It was small, considering, but it hurt.

After Sherlock put the bandage on he stayed really close to John. Started kissing his side and stomach. John couldn't help but laugh, "Sherlock! Stop! That tickles"
Sherlock smiled against his skin and pulled away. "Want to go watch more?"

"Sure," John went to grab his shirt but couldn't reach it, "Shirt please?"

Sherlock scrunched up his face, "Nah, I think we'll just lock the doors and watch like this." John blushed, but didn't protest the idea. He had no intention of going anywhere today. Sherlock grabbed the now cold tea tray while John grabbed a soft blanket off the bottom of the bed and the headed to the couch. Sherlock took the tea to the kitchen, made sure all the doors were locked, and sat in the middle of the couch. John sat on the right side, threw his legs onto Sherlock's lap and covered them both with the blanket. John turned on their new favorite show, My Hero Academia.

As they're watching, Sherlock is making little designs on John's skin with his fingers starting at his knee. At first John pays no mind to what Sherlock is doing, until he's worked his way up to his inner thigh. A soft moan escapes John's lips at Sherlock's soft caress. Sherlock keeps gradually gliding his hand up John's leg until he's reaching his groin. He slid his hand up the leg of John's boxer shorts and firmly but gently grabbed his member. John gasped at the sudden hand on his penis. Sherlock smirked and started pumping his hand up and down. John laid his head back, breathing heavily.

Sherlock picked up speed, little by little till John was writhing under his touch. With his thumb, Sherlock rubbed his tip, sending electricity through John, making him moan, rather loudly. Feeling John was close, Sherlock removed his hand completely, causing a John to whine in displeasure. Sherlock grinned at John, grabbed the hem of his boxers and yanked them off. He then grabbed John's wrist and pulled him into a straddling position in his lap.

Sherlock leaned in to nibble his ear and kiss his neck while he grabs John's arse, and inserts one finger into him. John gasps at the sudden intrusion, but then relaxes. Sherlock takes his time adding more fingers till all four are in as far as the can go from this angle.

John throws his head back with a moan, trying to fuck himself on Sherlock's fingers, while grinding into his cock, needing more contact. Sherlock grins and kisses his throat, "Tell me what you want John, or we'll stop here." John whined in response. "Nope. Not good enough." Sherlock whispered in his ear as he takes a finger out.

"No!" John chocks out, "Please... Sherlock... Fuck me..." John's cheeks always turn red when he's made to beg, and Sherlock loves it.

"Absolutely My Love." Sherlock takes his remaining fingers out and John whines again, "turn around."

John does as he's told and turns like he's going to sit normally on the couch. Sherlock quickly takes his boxers off and carefully inserts himself into John. He waits till John is situated on him before moving.

He starts off slow, that is until John starts moving and practically throwing himself down onto Sherlock. Sherlock then decides to take control of the situation and grabs John's hips, slowing him down. He knows he's close, but he's going to make him wait for it. John throws his head back onto Sherlock's shoulder and groans, half wanting release but the other half loving the feeling.

With one hand Sherlock reaches around and grabs John's cock and pumps it in time with his thrusts.

When though they're currently in the middle of having sex, and John is thoroughly enjoying it, Sherlock seems a bit lost in thought. "Sher...lock?" John starts.

Sherlock looks at him, "hm?"

"Pen... Penny for you... Your thoughts?"

"Hm? ...Oh! Ha!" Sherlock chuckled.

John looked confused if not slightly hurt, "Wha...What's fun... Funny?" John said between thrusts, panting.

Meanwhile Sherlock doesn't seem out of breath at all, " Do you remember that episode.. Where they had to save Bakugo, and they flew through the air and Kirishima had his hand out and said 'COME' and he did? Haha I just now found it funny!!!"

"Seriously!! Now!?"

Sherlock looked at John, then looked down at John and smirked, "Guess your right. Bad timing for Mind Palace." He pumped John harder and faster as he thrusted deeper into him.

John, unable to say anything now, threw his head back with a moan, "Oh God, Sherlock! I'm going to cum!!"

Sherlock whispered in his ear, "Then do it," he licks his earlobe, "Cum for me John," He then bites his earlobe. With one more loud moan, John explodes all over Sherlock's hand and his own chest. A few more thrusts later, Sherlock's grip on John tightened and he cam within John. The two med then collapsed onto the couch, panting.

"Now..." John started, "Why in the hell were you think of that while we were... doing that!?"

"Well, no real connection or anything... Just the fact that he told him to come..." Sherlock grinned mischievously.

John rolled his eyes and playfully smacked his arm, "Your horrible sometimes, you know that right!?

"Absolutely."

"Let's finish this up, so we can get back to work." John said, scooting closer to Sherlock, pulling the covers up.

"Indeed." Sherlock said, wrapping his arms around John's waist.