Late nights, early mornings

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Greg woke up to the soft snoring of Myc who was wrapped even closer to him, which he didn't think was possible. He smiled softly at the sight before him, he realized how lucky he was to see Myc like this, the sun was just rising and shining through Mycs window, casting a beautiful light on Myc, making his freckles stand out even more on his skin.

Mycs hair was messy from sleep and he had one perfect curl right on his forehead, Greg smiled softly and kissed Mycs forehead softly. Myc swiped softly at his face smiling a little because it tickled, he woke up slowly and smiled up at Gregory. "Good morning Gregory" Myc says as he looks up at Greg, who runs his hands through Mycs hair. "Mornin' how'd you sleep?" He asks and Myc leans into his hand "very well, thank you Gregory" he says softly.

"I should be thanking you" Greg says as smiles at Myc who pulls away to stretch his arms and legs. "It's really nothing Gregory" he says kissing Greg's cheek. Greg smiles and pecks his lips, "it isn't nothing Mycroft, really thank you. I owe you like ten dinners of thanks" Greg says, watching Myc fix his hair.

"You've put up with Sherlock for years so it's only fair" Myc says kissing Greg slowly and softly, Greg smiles into the kiss. The kiss is unhurried and wonderful, it's been awhile since either man has been kissed like that, so they're in no rush to end it. Mycroft's phone buzzed and Greg pulled away, Myc wrapped his arms around Greg's shoulders and pecked his lips "it's not important" he mumbled.

"I'm sure it is, you work for the British government" Greg says as he slowly pulls away and grabs Mycs phone, "it's from Sherlock isn't it?" Myc asks and Greg nods "I guess it really wasn't important" he says putting Mycs phone back on the bed side table.

"I told you, what did it say anyway?" Myc asks as Greg lays down, cuddling close to him "something about if you've caught a goldfish yet, what does that mean?" He asks, laying his arm across Mycs chest.

"A while ago I commented on how I was surrounded by goldfish to Sherlock, he hasn't let it go" Myc says wrapping one arm around Greg and holding gregs hand with his free hand. "Mmh so have you found a goldfish yet?" Greg teases, Myc smiles.

"No I found something better, a handsome detective inspector" he says kissing Greg softly. The kiss slowly turned from soft and sweet into a passionate kiss, Greg swiped at Mycs lips with his tongue and he groaned letting Greg's tongue slip in. Without breaking the kiss he wraps his arms around Mycs waist and rolls him over into his lap.

He keeps his hands on Mycs waist as Myc sucks on his lip causing him to moan. "Fuck Mycroft" Greg mumbles out as Myc starts kissing his jaw line, gregs hands find their way to Mycroft's hair, tangling his fingers in the ginger strands as Myc nibbles on his pulse point. He whines slightly when Myc pulls away, his eyes we're almost all pupil, just the slightest hint of blue around the edge.

"Would you like to continue? If not I'll stop right now" Myc says huskily and Greg rolls his eyes. "Mycroft Holmes I swear on the queen herself that if you don't-" Mycroft cuts him off with a kiss, gregs words were immediately forgotten as his hands slid down Mycs silk covered sides to his ass, he gives it a soft squeeze, causing Myc to moan softly into the kiss. Greg could feel Mycs arousal and ground his hips up, causing both men to moan at the sudden friction. Mycroft starts to unbutton Greg's shirt with ease, Greg try's to do the same but lacks the elegance of his partner.

Soon they're both in just their boxers, Mycroft was sucking a rather large hickey onto Gregs neck. Greg was grinding his hips up, wanting, no needing friction. Both men groan and Greg flips them over so Mycroft is underneath him, and kisses down his body, slowly pulling down his underwear . Mycroft is panting slightly watching Greg do this when someone opens the door, Greg yelps and Mycroft makes a half whine half groan noise at being interrupted.

"Oh shit! Sherlock?!" The person who they now know is John  calls out, slamming the door. Greg looks at Myc who sits up, frowning "I swear to god Sherlock, this better be important" Myc says half to himself and half to Greg.

Greg smiles, "how about we finish what we started after you talk to Sherlock?" Greg says as he gets off Myc. "We better" Mycroft mutters and Greg kisses him.

"Alright, you stay here. Just like this" Myc says, admiring Greg, as he puts on a red silk robe. "And I'll be right back" he says, going to yell at Sherlock.

Greg can hear them yelling but can't make out the words, but he doesn't really care. As he lays sprawled out on Mycs bed, his problems feel like they don't exist, and the ones that do exist are tiny. He can't wait for Myc to come back in so they can finish what they started.

Hey, since school has
Started and junk the chapters are gonna
Come out a little slower but, I will be trying to post once a week (probably on Saturdays)
Love y'all 💖