Johnlock One-Shots

Cuddles & Bad Tv Shows (smut)

' established relationship
Warning- lots of kissing and maybe a bit of them taking a bath together idk

John slammed the door to the flat, trudging up the stairs. 'That most of been the worst day ever' John thought ' why do they always give to worst patients to me. 16 Patients in a day'. John was exhausted, he really just wants to make a cup of tea and sit down. Sherlock may be johns Boyfriend, but he didn't treat John differently, John knew Sherlock well enough to know tonight was not going to be laid back. When he came into the flat, he chucked his coat on the floor, and hurried to his bedroom to just relax. " John is that you" Sherlock shouted from the kitchen. John groaned, ' I knew he would want something from me' He trudged into the kitchen, forcing a smile. " Yeah Sherl" He smiled. " what's wrong John" Sherlocks face was puzzled. Analysing John. Suddenly his face went completely back to normal- blank with a hint of compassion for John. " Nothing, go sit in the living room and I'll bring you some tea" Sherlock ushered John out of the room and into the sitting room.

Johns Pov-

He must of worked out how I was feeling, i felt him press his hand to the lower of my back and push me into the sitting room. " Sit down and I'll bring you some tea" Sherlock left the room. Wait what? Did he say...bring me tea? Tea that he will make? I guess having a boyfriend does have some upsides. I grinned, I love this man so much. Seconds later Sherlock was coming in again, with a cup of tea and the TV remote.... I thought the remote was missing. Cheeky Git, he must of took it.

He sat down next to me, giving me the remote and the tea, " I know you've had a bad day so tonight I'll stop thinking so much and just sit down and watch these stupid programs with you" Sherlock grinned at my shocked face, shocked for two reasons:
- he would stop thinking like...a Holmes just for me?
- he just called my favourite programs stupid.
I grinned back " Thanks Sherl", I grabbed the remote and turned on the TV, just my luck that nothing good was on. I sighed. Scrolling down, I tried to find something we would both like. It has to be smart, and have drama in it. Doctor who? Maybe Sherlock will like this. I pressed okay and started to watch the program, resting my head against Sherlocks shoulder.

When the program was coming to an end I looked up to see Sherlocks face intensity staring at the screen. Finally, he likes a TV show. The doctor was babbling away and Sherlock was looking...confused. " Sherlock are you...confused" I wanted to see his weakness, he knows all of mine. " John I don't remember science, I deleted it all, I don't know what the solar system has in it, or anything about space" He looked nervous. Sometimes this clever man was so incredibly stupid, " Sherlock you can solve a crime in under half an hour, you know the whole periodic table, you have won medals for being so smart, don't worry about not knowing that the earth goes around the sun- it's not important, just like you said" I smiled softly up at him. Since the program was finished, I decided to go in the bath. " Right I'm going in the bath, don't wait up" I joked, standing up, I watched as Sherlock grabbed my hand, keeping me in place. " Can.....um....I come with you" Sherlock stuttered. He wants to come in the bath with me? This must be heaven.... I mean come on my boyfriend wants to come in the bath with me, naked, how could I say no. " You do know you have to be naked in the bath" I pressed, does he actually want this. " Yes I know John, I'm not an idiot, I just thought...since we're going out and...well I want to so" He was stuttering like crazy, so I just nodded softly, bringing him up to stand and going on my tippy toes to press my lips against his.

I looked in the bathroom to check the bath, it was full. " Sherlock baths ready" I shouted, hearing him walk down the hallway to come meet me. I started stripping my top off, hearing Sherlock do the same. I bit my lip, God I just want to turn around and rip his clothes off him. I started to undo my belt, letting my trousers fall down, I stepped out of them, I was just in my boxers now. I turned round, looking Sherlock up and down. Oh my god. Slightly toned pale skin, he was so beautiful. I smiled as I saw him look me up and down, biting his lip and blushing, " John...you're so beautiful" He whispered. Bringing me closer to him, our naked chests touching as we kissed. " We still have our boxers on" I whispered. I trailed my hands down to the band of his boxers. He chuckled, bringing his hands down to the same area on me. I slipped my hand in behind, cheekily grabbing his butt, bringing him closer to me, letting our crotches touch. He smirked, pulling my boxers off gently, slowly prying them down, until they hit the floor due to Gravity. Well it's not fair that I'm naked and he's not, is it? Gradually I slipped his boxers off, our kisses never breaking. He gently grabbed my butt, bringing our slight hard ones together. I moaned breathily against his lips, feeling him smile into the kiss. This was the perfect way to get rid of stress. We both stepped into the bath, me sitting in between his legs- his dick pressing against my lower back. He bowed his head down to press an open mouthed kiss to my neck. Though the haze of the warm water I could feel him stroking my thigh, dangerously close to my cock. I could feel Sherlocks loose curls tickling my neck, adding to the sensations I was feeling. Stroking his hand up, he let it rest on my my erection, stroking up and down, loosly wrapping a hand around it, pulling the foreskin back and forth. I moaned, reaching back to bring my lips to his. He kissed me intensely, his wet lips wrapping around mine, his tongue licking into my mouth, tracing my own tongue with his. His hand was more firm now, stroking up and down with precise strokes, his other hand was tangled in my hair, not pulling, just keeping me there. His hand stroked to the top of my member before rolling his thumb over the top, creating the friction I desperately needed. The bathroom was steamy due to the hot water and it was musky due to the slight sheen covering Sherlock and I. My moans were quiet and breathy, occasionally breaking the kiss so I could moan against Sherlocks mouth. His hand was speeding up, the water sloshing around the tub. " If you go sit on the bed I'll suck you off" He murmured into the kiss, my dick throbbing at the thought of Sherlock on his knees, mouthing at my erection. I nodded softly, feeling him guide me out the bath, and into the closest room, his room. He gently sat me on the bed, his hair dripping onto my thighs. The water coming off his pale skin was still warm. He carefully dropped to his knees, his pupils were blown fully, and his lips were red due to all the kissing, he gently brought my tip to his lips, kissing it, before bringing it into his mouth, running his tongue against the side of my cock, sucking gently. I grabbed his hair, moaning. His wet mouth was sucking, his saliva mixing with the slight pre come at the tip of my member. I was dangerously close. He reached a hand up, softly stroking my balls mouth still sucking. With one last moan I felt my stomach tighten, white liquid spilling into Sherlocks mouth. His Adam's apple moved while he swallowed. He brought my dick out his mouth, kissing the tip again before quickly coming up to kiss me. His dick was hard as he kissed me, rubbing against my thigh for friction. Being the nice boyfriend I am, I reached a hand down to grab him, quickly jacking him off, watching his eyes roll back and the pleasure spread through him. He was so hot. Pushing him back onto the bed, I climbed on top of him, still wanking him off. I pressed my lips to his, slipping a tongue in, moans being muffled by my mouth. His hips jerked up as he came, the cum being spread over my dick since I was on top of him. He fell limp under me, panting softly.