To Be So Young And In Love

Chapter 69

Chapter 69

Disclaimer: I don't own Sherlock or anything.

Author's note: Please review! Thank you! Warning: Explicit content in this chapter!

Sherlock was awoken by a hand squeezing his already hard member.

"John?" he asked groggily.

"Morning. Someone's excited today." John smirked; his face was centimetres away from his husband's.

"Well... I'm in an intimate proximity with you, what else did you expect?" Sherlock queried.

"So... last day here. Do you want to make love in this bed for old time's sake?" John raised an eyebrow cheekily.

"Not just for old time's sake, but because I really, really want to." Sherlock said, his voice had John shuffling closer to him.

"Well, I hope I don't disappoint." John whispered and pressed his lips to Sherlock's.

Once they pulled back for air Sherlock said "You never do."

Their kisses grew more passionate and soon John had straddled Sherlock and was pressing kisses and nips and sucks against Sherlock's neck and the tall man was moaning underneath him.

"Joh-... please..." Sherlock called out desperately.

John grabbed the lube from the side and coated his erection in it, and his fingers too. He reorganised their limbs so he was between Sherlock's spread legs and he pushed one finger into his husband.

Sherlock moaned and gripped onto John's back "More... an-another..."

John complied once he felt Sherlock was ready and very soon he was thrusting three fingers into Sherlock's open hole.

"I want... I want you now..." Sherlock demanded.

John pulled his fingers out and gently pushed his member in, he watched Sherlock's beautiful face and once he was all the way in John moaned and pressed a sloppy kiss to Sherlock's lips.

Sherlock rocked his hips and that, and the beautiful noises he was making, soon got John moving in and out.

The moans and incoherent words Sherlock said pulled John right to the edge.

"I'm gonna... I'm..." John could barely articulate but Sherlock grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him in for a kiss as they both came and pulled apart as they shouted out in release and pleasure.

"God... that was... good." Sherlock said once John had pulled out and they got their breaths back.

"Good..." John nodded and with all the strength he had he twined his fingers with Sherlock's.

Five minutes later they were still wrapped up in their post-coital state. John had moved so his head was on Sherlock's chest and Sherlock was slowly running his hands repetitively through his lover's hair.

A knock came to their bedroom door.

"Can I come in?" Harry's voice came through.

"No." Sherlock stated.

"What? That's not fair! I wanted to talk to you!" Harry protested.

"That is fair. We're enjoying our time alone in our bed. Go away and we'll come and find you later." Sherlock said, John couldn't be bothered to say anything, he just wanted Sherlock to continue playing with his hair.

"MUM!" Harry could be heard shouting as she stomped away.

John used one hand to ensure the duvet covered their bodies.