The Thrill of the Chase (Johnlock/Mystrade Teen!Lock)

Chapter Thirty Eight

(A/N- Smutty Mystrade, basically this whole thing is based around sensual songs because my imagination does not appear to be operating on this fine evening. I'm really not at all happy with this chapter, so I'm really sorry about it.

-CH xx)

Chapter 38

Mycroft's POV

I began to kiss Greg's neck slowly, gently nipping and sucking at his sensitive neck. A small moan escaped his lips, and his fingers tangled in my hair. "I should write you love notes more often," Greg gasped.

I chuckled as my lips reached his collarbone, and I continued gently kissing him. I gently began kissing his torso, moving my lips and tongue over Greg's muscular body. I kissed along his 'V' line, making him whimper with pleasure. 

I moved back up, and placed my lips against Greg's, our kisses rough with hunger. Greg wrapped his arms around my neck, and he pulled me down onto him, so my whole weight was upon him. I felt him smile against my lips, and I began rocking my hips back and forth on him, making him arch his back, his hardened member poking me in the stomach.

"Down boy," I growled in his ear. 

"Oh, I'm sure you don't really want that," Greg smirked underneath me.

I found myself admiring his gorgeous, tanned, muscular body. His torso was shining slightly with sweat, and his long legs were spread apart under me. "See something you like there, My?" Greg asked teasingly. 

"Oh, yes, plenty."

Greg rolled his eyes, and closed them as I entered him. I began slowly thrusting in and out as his body clung to mine. It was the break of dawn, and a dim light entered through the window, since the curtain wasn't pulled across. I caressed his body lovingly, kissing him as I continued to move inside him. 

Greg began screaming my name, making me chuckle slightly. I found it to be incredibly sexy whenever he did that. There was something about him that made him want to give it to him, give him my all, and I loved that. I loved challenging myself for him, even though it's not necessarily what he wanted. 

Greg's hands clutched the sheets as we moved in synchronisation, and his back was arched, indicating I was doing it right.

We reached our peak at the same time, and I pulled out of Greg, lying on the bed beside him, both of us panting. "That was amazing," Greg said, moving to rest his head on my bare chest.

"As usual," I replied, kissing the top of his head, wrapping my arms around him. It didn't take long for us to fall asleep, both of us with smiles on our faces.