Johnlock prompts

One room please

( ok fair warning smut. I'm not sure how much yet but just.. this is my first smut ok? Don't shank me with a fork. ANYWAYS)
"Seriously John?" Sherlock grumbled walking down the hallway. "They only had one room left! I'm sorry maybe I can sleep on the floor or something" John replied. Sherlock huffed crossing his arms like a child. "I don't want you to sleep on the floor" He said glancing at John. John sighed and put the key in the lock, open on their hotel room. It was a fairly decent hotel room:nice carpet, clean bathroom, small tv, and only one bed. John glanced at the singular bed and remembered his conversation with the receptionist: "Oh a room for you and your boyfriend then?" she said happily. John grumbled "For the last time we are not dating why does everyone think that?" "Oh sorry, you would make a cute couple though" she chirped. John took the key and gave her a glare. "I am not gay" then walked away with Sherlock and their luggage. John rubbed the back of his neck like he was trying to process everything. Sherlock shuffled past him, setting down his luggage and trudging to the bathroom. John looked around the room and decided he should just go to bed so they could get this over with and go back to the case tomorrow. He sighed slipping off his shirt and pants, then climbed under the sheets. 'We're both men right? This shouldn't be weird. I'm pretty sure Sherlock sleeps in clothes anyway so...' Johns thoughts were interrupted by the click of the bathroom door handle and a half-naked Sherlock ambling out. "Bloody Hell!" John shouted. Sherlock turned "hm?" "I thought you would wear more to bed than that" John said looking at Sherlock's silky blue boxers. "I find sleeping with other people in bed,especially in summer, to be quite hot and uncomfortable so this is the least amount of clothing I can wear without being naked" Sherlock replied walking to the bed. John rolled his eyes at his drawn out deduction. "Whatever Goodnight Sherlock"John huffed and closed his eyes. He felt Sherlock shuffle under the sheets and shuffle next to him, legs awkwardly touching because of the size of the bed. John listened to the steady breath of Sherlock and noticed it quicken. He opened his eyes out of curiosity. "Mm Sherlock?" He said sleepily. His eyes quirked open with surprise to find Sherlock laying fetal position eyes wide open staring at Johns face. "Erm were you watching me sleep?" He grumbled. Sherlock only nodded, John noticed his eyes dilated and he was flush. "Are you ok Sherlock?" He asked pressing a hand to his forehead. "I uh.." John was cut off by noticing Sherlock's noticeable bulge in his boxers. "Oh" he simply said. "You can err.. take care of that if you want to just.. take a shower or something" John said. Sherlock grabbed his wrist and brought it to his jaw. "I want you John. I love you" Sherlock said simply, blue eyes piercing through John like spears. Johns stomach flipped at his words. He could feel his own trousers growing tight. John put his other hand on Sherlock's jaw and drew himself forward. Their lips met like they had been in the desert and desperately needed water. Sherlock's knee nudged Johns erection and he moaned, Sherlock's tongue slipped in with the new access. Their tongues tangled together,exploring. Sherlock slid his hands over the chiseled sides of Johns torso stopping at the hem of his boxers and slid a single finger under, teasing. Sherlock dragged their wet kiss to the side of his mouth, then jawline, then neck, sucking and biting with no regard. "S-Sherlock" John stuttered. "Mm" Sherlock hummed back. His lips traveled lower and he kissed Johns scar. He trembled. He was suddenly flipped onto his back and Sherlock was on top of him, head resting on his chest smiling. "Is this ok?" Sherlock whispered voice thick like gravel and honey. John swallowed and nodded. "Good" he said resuming the kisses on Johns tummy. He threw the sheets off of the bed as he traveled lower, he stopped at his v-line and appreciated the rapid ups and downs of Johns tummy as he grew more aroused. He smiled and looked up at John as he traced his tongue down his v-line, sliding his boxers down at the same pace. John lifted up his hips to give Sherlock more accesses and looked at him with half lidded lust-filled eyes. Sherlock slipped off his boxers off completely and he put his mouth on the tip of Johns dick. John groaned and put his hands in Sherlock's deep brown curls and tugged, drawing Sherlock forward more. Sherlock did his best to take all of John but he choked a bit. John moaned louder digging his fingernails into Sherlock's scalp. "Sherlock f-fuck" John moaned. Sherlock took this as encouragement and constructed his throat. "Sherlock!" John screamed and came hard down Sherlock's throat. Sherlock swallowed it all and kissed the head and looked back at John. "That.. was ... amazing" John said in between breaths. "It's not over yet John" Sherlock said smugly and rubbed his finger teasingly around Johns erect nipple. John flushed "I.. uh.. ok" he said kind of excitedly. Sherlock smiled and kissed his navel reaching over to grab lube. John raised an eyebrow. "What? Lube has more than one use" Sherlock smiled. He spread some onto his fingers and rubbed them together. John just watched. Sherlock looked up "have you done anything like this before?" He asked. "Uh.. only by myself" he said looking to the side embarrassed. "It's perfectly fine" Sherlock said comfortingly. He put his non-lubbed hand on Johns taught tummy as the other one slid into him. John gasped then groaned and gripped the bedsheet. Sherlock took this and good sign and added another finger. John moaned and constricted his arse. "Ok John?" Sherlock said looking John in the eye. John nodded urgently. "More please" He said urgently but out of breath. Sherlock nodded slipping off his boxers. Johns breath hitched when Sherlock's hard erection popped out and hit his stomach. John just moaned and gripped Sherlock's thigh. Sherlock lubbed up his dick and probed the tip at Johns entrance. Sherlock looked at himself then back at John and intertwined their fingers and gently pushed in. "Oh Sherlock" John moaned softly. "John" Sherlock replied gruffly. They stayed interlocked and John spoke up "Move" Simple word but Sherlock understood the message. He began slowly pumping in and out of John just to get used to the sensation. John moaned and threw his head back into the pillows and eyes rolled back into his head in pure ecstasy. "M-more" He stuttered. Sherlock thrust faster angling himself perfectly to hit his prostate. "Ah~! Sherlock! I~" John came for the second time and he arched his back so he was firmly pressed into Sherlock's chest. Sherlock continued to thrust, getting more sloppy as he approached his high. When he did it was like a supernova. The room was filled with the moans of Sherlock and John. He pulled out and stumbled to the bathroom grabbing a wet washcloth, wiping them both off and throwing it across the room. He pulled the sheets back onto the bed and curled into Johns back, putting his hand on Johns tummy feeling his breathing. Sherlock nuzzled Johns neck and gently kissed the back of Johns ear. He settled on putting his nose in Johns hair. "Not to hot for you?" John joked. Sherlock chuckled "not at all" they settled in silence for a bit. "Good?" Sherlock whispered. "Very good" John replied. Sherlock snuggled closer to John wrapping both arms around his torso. "I love you" he said softly kissing in between his shoulder blades. "I know"