All My Loving (teen!lock Johnlock/Mystrade)

Chapter Twenty Seven

(A/N- Sorry it's taken aaaages to update, Wattpad kept deleting this chapter, so I had to keep re-writing it and what-not. Next chapter will be back to Charlie and Dimitri, and then perhaps the Mystrade wedding. Please comment/vote/share/comment, it means a lot to me, and I love reading your comments. You lovelies are fantastic!

-CH xx)

Chapter 27

Sherlock's POV

I hissed in pain as John inserted his impressive sized member inside of me. "You alright?" John asked me, reaching down, gently caressing my face with his hand. His eyes were compassionate but lustful.

"Yes, it's fine," I smiled to show John I was telling the truth. 

John nodded and let out a shaky breath. I laughed softly underneath him. "Why are you nervous? You've done this before. We've done this before."

"I know, it's just... Usually it's the other way around." John rocked his hips inside me a few times so my body could adjust, and in that time, it became more comfortable. "Is that better?"

"Yes, it is," I nodded up at John and couldn't help but smile at him. 

John leaned down and quickly pressed his lips against mine. I tried to insert my tongue into John's mouth, but he pulled away before I could do it. He smirked down at me as he rocked his hips slightly faster, moving his hands to my hips. 

I grabbed John's thighs, clutching him as he moved faster and faster. I knew he would be bruised the next day, for every time he hit the spot, I gripped him harder. I massaged his thighs with my long slender fingers as he continued to move inside me. 

John gained momentum, and I couldn't help but call his name. John's hands roughly tugged my curls and I gasped, arching my back.

John chuckled, moving his head back down to mine, his lips pressing against mine. This time he allowed me access to his mouth, our tongues hungrily dancing together. Our bodies pressed against each other, sweat prickling our foreheads, both of us caught in our own little bliss. 

Being with John made me the happiest man in the world. He showed me how to be human. He showed me love was real, and love was strong, and right. Making love to him reminded me of just how much he meant to me. He was more important to me than the air that I breathed. I would give my life for him, I would do anything for him. I would marry him and spend the rest of my life with him, if he'd allow me. I would ask him to marry me once we left school, which was less than a year away. 

"Sheeer...." John moaned as he came in me.

I groaned loudly and pulled on the sheets as John pulled out of me. I watched him as he looked down at my still erect member for about a minute, before he looked into my eyes and smirked. "We'll have to do something about that, won't we?"

 His lips moved to my cock and he began sucking, his tongue travelling over my member. It felt extraordinary, and I gasped as he continued on with his talented mouth. I could feel myself cum slightly, and John lapped it up with his tongue, continuing backwards and forwards. His head was between my legs, gripping my thighs. I had to fight the urge to fully thrust myself into him, and he sensed that, pulling me closer to him. 

"John..." I gasped, pulling on his hair. 

I heard him growl with pleasure in the back of his throat, and I would've smirked if I wasn't  completely weak. John was completely in control of me, he had the authority, and I loved it. I called his name again, warning him that I was about to climax. He nodded his head, and with a loud groan, I came in his mouth, and as usual, he swallowed, before moving up beside me, falling back on the bed, exhausted.