The college roomate (Sherlock/Johnlock/fluff)

Chapter 25

It was a week later when John got released from the hospital, healthy, but still sore. Sherlock helped him into a cab climbing in after him. They got to their flat quickly, Sherlock paying the cabby, then helping John out of the cab. "Welcome home." Sherlock grinned at John like a child in a candy shop. He opened the door and helped John in, supporting him with his left arm.

"This is to difficult. Let me carry you up the stairs." Sherlock stated as John took his first step up the stairs. "Sherlock you don't have to.." "Yes John, I do." Sherlock said, rolling his eyes. He swooped John up in his arms in the bridal way, and began to walk up the stairs. John looked every where but Sherlock, but Sherlock couldn't take his eyes off of him. 

Sherlock opened the door and walked in and placed John gently on the longer couch. John looked at Sherlock, tenderness in his eyes. "What do you want to do?" Sherlock asked. "I wanna lie here. With you." John answered, smiling. Sherlock nodded and shrugged off his coat and scarf and placed it on the couch. 

He gently climbed over John and lied next to him. John rolled his eyes and turned towards Sherlock and curled up to him, his head on Sherlocks arm, his arm on his chest, and his leg draped over Sherlocks leg. Sherlock smiled and turned his head towards Johns and buried his face in his hair and breathed in.

And then it hit Sherlock, how much he missed John. How happy he was that John was finally home! Sherlock  looked at Johns face and smiled, rubbing the side of his face with his own hand. "Sherlock, what are you doing?" John asked without opening his eyes. "I'm gonna show you why you'll never want to leave again." Sherlock growled sensual, climbing onto of John. "Whoa, Sherlock." John said, opening his eyes. Sherlock grinned and kissed him softly. "You know I really don't do sex, but I want to with you right now." Sherlock whispered into Johns ear, rubbing his hands up and down on his cock. "Sh-erlock." John moaned a bit, a feeling of desire coming over him.

Sherlock smiled and took off Johns jumper gently and tossed it towards his own coat. He leaned down and began to kiss John gently on his neck, making John moan. John reached up and started to take Sherlocks shirt off, ripping the buttons off. He threw the shirt aside and pulled himself up by Sherlocks neck, rubbing his upper body on Sherlocks. Sherlock pushed John down on the couch and began to trail down his happy trial, working on unbuttoning Johns pants. Sherlock got them off and looked at John, who was looking at him desperately. 

Sherlock took off Johns boxers and grinned at the sight of it. Sherlock sat up, pulling John with him. John threw himself onto Sherlock, kissing him passionately. Sherlock was taken back by the action, but regained poser again. He kissed back hard, John pulling him closer. John started to tug at Sherlock's pants hungrily. "Calm down, John." Sherlock muttered, pushing John off of him. "Now do it." Sherlock command. John looked at him and licked his lips eagerly. He yanked Sherlocks pants off and threw them aside, like Sherlock had to Johns. 

Sherlock sat there as John started at him, for it was the first time John had seen him fully nude. "Goddamn, Sherlock." John said, smirking. Sherlock rolled his eyes and pushed him down on to the couch, falling between his legs again. Sherlock took Johns hard cock and slowly began to pleasure John. [Jfc, that got kinda graphic. Sorry, but I just really wanted to write that XD Alright, that's the end of the sex-scene. :3 ]

It was a hour later, and Sherlock and John were lying in each others arms. "God, Sherlock. I wasn't expecting that." John whispered to him while playing with his curls. "Well, neither was I." Sherlock answered, holding John. "I feel so stupid for leaving you." John said. "Hey, look at me. Stop talking about that." Sherlock whispered. "Okay. Sorry." John said, looking at Sherlock.

"Are you going back to school this year?" Sherlock asked John.

"Yeah, I figured we'd room together again." John said, still playing with Sherlocks hair, but now touching his check bones.

"I'd be happy with that. Do you wanna watch a movie tonight or something?" 

"Harry Potter? Movies 7 & 8 are on demand." John stated. Sherlock nodded, grinning.

"Just like old times." Sherlock Joked.

John kissed Sherlock long, making sure to get enough.

"I'll order the movies if you make some popcorn." Sherlock said once John pulled away from him.

"Sounds like a deal."

They were half way through the last movie when John yawned. "Getting tired, love?" Sherlock asked casually. John looked at him in shock. "Did you just call me 'love'?" He asked, grinning. Sherlock nodded. "I thought id be nice, if you don't like it I'll stop." Sherlock said, watching the movie. "I actually really like it. And yes, somewhat." 

"Would you like to lie down with me?" Sherlock asked. John nodded and fell into the spot between the edge of the couch and Sherlock. "I want to make up a nickname for you now, Sherlock." John said randomly. "Tell me when you think of one." Sherlock said, running his hand up and down Johns side. 

"Shezza!"

"No!"

"Why not? Its adorable!"

"But it sounds ugly!"

"I'm calling you Shezza no matter what!"

"Then I'll call you Jawn."

"No!"

"Why not? Its adorable!"

"But, I like Shezza..." John said with puppy eyes.

"Fine, Jawn."

"I hate you, Shezza." 

"No you don't!" Sherlock said, and kissed him.