Elementary

Sherlock was taking a nap 'n the couch, his violin on the floor. John got into the living room and seeing his friend there again, shook his head.

"again, Sherlock? come on!" Sherlock wasn't listening, as John sat on the floor, right next to the violin.

"its 3 AM, go to bed!"

"I like the couch, John."

Said the sleepy man. John nodded, but he was concerned about his friend, so he holded Sherlock's arm and tried to push it, but his friend turned around.

"I'm ok here, doctor. Go to your bed."

John got up and sat in the couch right next to Sherlock's back.

"are you sure? let me have a look."

John said right before start examinating Sherlock's back. His back were pretty rigid.

"Sherlock, your back are rigid as a stone!"

"big deal, John."

Mr. Holmes answered with lots of irony in his voice.

"I-I can fix it if you want..."

John thought about what he just said. Just thinking about doing such a thing... wait, no problem right? he is Sherlock's best friend! And he's a doctor, that's what he should do.

"ok John, but after that leave me alone."

"I will."

Doctor Watson said before start massaging Sherlock's back. What was that? John was feeling... no. No, not at all, soon I'll marry Mary and...

"Oh John, this is really good"

John bited his lips, feeling his pelvic area get hotter. This is wrong, I'll be a married guy soon! I'm not...

"hmm"

Sherlock was really liking get a massage in his back, and... John's hands. John's hands and fingers passing through his back and massaging it. It felt so good, more than it should. Sherlock bited his lips too, closing his eyes as much as he could, he needed to hide that feeling.

"Are you okay, Sherlock?" John asked concerned about his friend's face.

"I'm alright, John."

"That's not what your face is telling me. Want me to stop?"

As much as we all know that Sherlock's mind was saying 'yes' out loud, the rest of his big body was screaming 'no, and do more than that!'. And on a big internal fight for a answer, the winner:

"N-no John, d-don't stop"

John obeyed and after a couple of minutes..

"hmmm"

Sherlock couldn't hide his moans anymore. It was getting pretty hard for Dr. Watson, that was trying to do the same thing. Actually, he couldn't even control his actions anymore. Without thinking, he took off Sherlock's shirt.

"W-what you're doing, John?"

Sherlock seemed confused, but he would stopped John if he could. But he couldn't, his body was winning his brilliant mind.

"Without a shirt the effects would be stronger"

John said, and the massage continues. But it wasn't a internal fight only on Sherlock's body, John's one was fighting to death for the control of Watson's actions. And look what a surprise: His body was winning too. Faster as a reflexion, John kissed Sherlock's nude back, what made Holmes moan. John noticed that, and now completely moved by what his body wanted so bad, he kissed Sherlock's back, and then his neck. He kissed and passed his tongue over Sherlock's shoulder and the detective was moaning even more at every minute.

"hmm"

John as you see, was moaning too. And now both of the bodies were controlling the actions of them. Sherlock holded John as he turned around unbuttoning John's shirt and letting him be on top. He kissed John passionaly as both were rubbing each other's bodies, and both smiling as they were kissing.

John felt Sherlock's erection in his leg, and after looking at it and smile at the detective, he made his way down, unzipped Sherlock's pants and took off his boxers. Gently, he holded Sherlock's penis and kissed it all very slowly. At the very same second, Holmes moaned. He started putting it all inside his mouth and going faster and faster, making Sherlock come really quickly.

Sherlock licked his lips while tooking off John's pants and boxers. He sat down at the couch and sat Watson at him. They looked at each other in the eyes and smiled, having pretty sure of what happens next.

Sherlock putted the head of his penis indide John slowly. John was already moaning. Holmes started going pretty slowly and kindly, stroking inside him with care.

"oh Sherlock f-faster...oh fuck please"

He obeyed, stroking inside John faster and deeper. Both of them were moaning louder and louder at every second.

"I'm a-almost there John.."

John was enjoying it, but still he wasn't that close. After thinking a bit:

"Sh-Sherlock...a little help"

"Oh, alright"

Sherlock started stroking John with one hand, while the other was his support to stay on the right position. Now both were close to come, and the only sound in the flat was they both moaning louder and louder.

"oh fuck John..."

"oh Sherlock..."

And they both came at the same time. They moved themselves to the cuddling position at the small couch, Sherlock holding John. He kissed Watson's neck and both smiled looking happily inside their eyes, after closing them and falling asleep, together.