The Professor NEW CHAPTER!!!

Revenge

AN: In case you were wondering what is giving me the confidence for this-I was inspired by my writing prompt for a Mystrade fic. The prompt is; Scotland Hard. I have seen the light at the end of the tunnel, and it is just calk-full of boyxboy, hot, car buttsecks... Enjoy yourselves. 

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The night sky was dark, and back roads were even darker.

At least only one person would hear.

"Sherlock, we can't do this in a bloody car!" John gasped as Sherlock crashed his extremely hard member into John's. Sherlock positioned himself farther up on his lap, his groin pressed to John's abdomen, his pant were awfully tight.

"God I want you." Sherlock growled into John's wet, bruised neck. Sherlock pulled off John's jumper swiftly, dragging his fingers gently over his abs. Damn, Sherlock thought, kissing and nipping his chest.

All John could, think about for a long while was 'poor driver...' but those thoughts soon faded when Sherlock sat before him, placing his hands on his shirt, trying to get him to participate. John obliged, ripping it off furiously once the buttons were undone. John reached for his pants, suddenly receiving a burst of desire.

Then he realized. "Sherlock, we don't-" Sherlock reached for his coat, pulling out a pre-lubed condom. He winked at the blond, removing John's shoes and trousers. John moaned as his pants rubbed against his hard cock and then fell. Sherlock quirked a brow.

"Red pants? That's adorable."

"Shut up! You're the one with boy-boxers...for girls..." John giggled a bit, and Sherlock shut him up with a deep, hot kiss, touches galore!

Sherlock squirmed off his trousers, throwing them at the window and John removing his pants. "Told you..." Sherlock scowled for a half second and continued kissing him wildly, then moving back to his hips. "So, who's going to...?"

"I would love to if you weren't straddling me so comfortably." Sherlock nodded, "I still don't like that we're doing this in his car..." Sherlock put on the condom, positioning himself eagerly.

He kissed John some more, put three fingers near his mouth and commanded, "Suck."

He went down and did the same to John's cock, taking him in. John moaned very loudly, the driver cringing. John had done good enough so Sherlock pulled out his fingers and slid them in his entrance agonizingly slowly, scissoring them, still bobbing his head. John was about reading to just go ahead and finish before they even started, but he kept his composure, groaning at all of the feelings and sensations.

((AN: Dear God what has happened?! I'm writing this at eight in the morning while I eat my cereal............good thing I'm not a dude.........))

Sherlock regaled John, straightening up to get ready, John whimpering at the loss of heat engulfing his member. ((AN: Now would be the appropriate time for a YOLO...)) Sherlock smirked, waiting for an okay that came in a soft smile and nod from John, and he did. Forcefully and waited as John groaned in pleasure. Sherlock was worried, he'd never been top before, he was scared that he would hurt John. He suited John's legs that rested on his shoulders, so that they weren't gouging his neck.

He pulled slightly out, pushing back in, and repeating this without any sort of rhythm. It didn't take long for Sherlock to be close, grabbing John's cock and pumping it, both coming simultaneously screaming in the pure bliss of the moment, with each other's names on their lips. Sherlock would have collapsed onto John if they weren't sat in the backseat of a car. He struggled to stay up as he removed the condom, throwing it out the window and John trying to yell at him, but Sherlock quieting him with a kiss.

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AN: THE SMUT. THE CAR SMUT. THE MYCROFT'S CAR SMUT.

I hope this was delightfully awkward. I refuse to write the rest of the ride home, it's too complicated and I'm just sooooooooooooooooo lazy.... :) 

I also hope I wasn't the only one thinking about the poor driver the whole time...poor Jim...having to listen to his baby have sex with John... I'm kidding, it's not Jim, but that'd be a massive mind fuck. I'm sorry for how bad this is...I'm not good at this type of stuffs. Tell me what you think should happen next-I'm running out of fuel... :( Okie, question time!!!

Question: Who's ready for Doctor Who tonight??!?!??!?

Yesssssh!!!!! :D

Okie, love you guise. Bye-bye!