Johnlock Oneshots

Dark desire

Alright just finished writing this... I got a bit carried away with the level of cuteness put in the story... I hope you like it... There's kissing and stuff but no pornographic stuff... sry :/ But the level of cuteness is very high... Fluffy, angsty, and a bit smutty.

Sherlock spent most of the day wandering and thinking to himself. He looked worried about something.

"Sherlock what's wrong?" John asked "Nothing" He replied and plopped down on the couch. John went and sat next to him and flipped on the telly.

There was not much on so John settled on one of those shows where a person talks to the audience about some kind of scientific theory.

The man on the stage was about halfway through the speech and it took John a while to catch on but Sherlock seemed actually intrigued by what he was on about. After a while John picked up that he was on about something along the lines of 'dark desires'.

"-Is not something that you're 'obsessed with', " It was saying "But something you crave."

Sherlock seems to look more and more intrigued by the second. "It's to such an extreme that you're ashamed of it." Sherlock hangs his head slightly as if reacting to the show.

"What is the desire... Have you managed to keep it a secret?"

John looks at him with concern. "Sherlock?" It's as if he's being snapped out of a day dream. He looks at John... blushing...? It he blushing slightly?

He swallows "Hmm?"

"Are you alright?"

"Yes fine John"

He looks back at the telly. The show has cut to a commercial. After a while of awkward silence, John asks "So what's your dark desire?" this time John knows Sherlock is flushed "I don't know John. I'm a high functioning sociopath." "Obviously you do. Judging by the way you've been watching the show."

"It's quite an interesting show John. The man's theories are interesting. That's all."

"Mmm. Why are you flustered then?"

"Not."

"Actually yes. And even more so since I've mentioned it."

He doesn't reply to this.

"Sherlock. You can trust me. I promise. What is it?"

He looks scared. This breaks something slightly inside John. He moves closer to him. "Are you okay." He doesn't answer. "Sherlock?" He just shakes his head quickly. He looks like he's on the brink of letting tears in his eyes. "...I can't." Is all he says.

"You can't what?" Now tears begin to pool in his eyes "I can't tell you John..."

"Why not?"

"Because... You won't want to be around me anymore... I... could loose you."

"I promise I won't leave. Just tell me the problem."

He turns away from John and doesn't answer. "Sherlock..." After a while of silence he answers, his voice breaking slightly, "You."

John is confused by his reply "What do you mean?" He sniffs. "You. John I want you..... I need you." He sniffs again "...oh Sherlock...." He grabs his shoulder and turns him around to face him. His eyes are puffy and it tears John apart. He wraps his hands behind his head and pulls their lips together.

At first Sherlock is surprised, but then he melts into John's arms and lips.

John wraps his arms tightly around his back. As soon as he can, He slips his tongue into Sherlock's mouth. Sherlock makes a slightly needy noise and reaches for John's hips which he holds tightly to.

He pulls away regretfully. "What do you want me to do Sherlock?"

He just looks at him with a wanting look for a long time. "I-I've always wanted y-you Do that." He manages to get out. "I've also wanted you to push me around and kiss me... and fondle me... and climb on top of me to make me make sweet noises for you..."

John begins to melt at his words. He never knew Sherlock had this other side. A sweet like kind of side.

He smiles at him "Of course. Anything else you want?"

"I...I want... ummm..." He's finding it hard to find the words he needs. "I wanted you to whisper sweet things to me...."

John smiles "Of course. I'll do it all... I promise." He wraps his arms around him tightly hugging him. John rests his chin just over his shoulder. "Im sorry... I never knew..." Then Sherlock does something that was totally out of character for him. He begins to nuzzle the side of John's neck. Melting even more, he nuzzles him back.

Eventually John fits their lips together and begins leaning Sherlock back slowly until he's on his back. He slowly pulls away from the kiss and relishes the sight in front of him. Sherlock is lying on his back, dark curls falling all over his face, staring up at John like little children stare at their new toys all wrapped up on Christmas day.

"Oh you're being so...." He moves his knees up to his side's to straddle his hips. "...sweet." Sherlock bites his lip. (Which makes him look even more adorable.) He leans down close to his ear and begins to whisper.

"You're being soooo sweet. You're making me melt."

Sherlock Shivers. "I want to kiss every inch of you Sherlock."

He makes a small pleased sound "Ohhhh. are you going to make noise for me now. gooooood. I can't wait to hear all the sounds you can make."

His hands suddenly seem eager to hold onto something. He settles on John's sides.

John leans over and kisses him again. He lets his hands dance over Sherlocks Body and Apply pressure to places he believes he'll be more sensitive, eliciting small, slightly high pitched noises from him.

"Oh You make such wonderful noise for me." He whispers in his ear and begins to kiss up and down his neck. Sherlock breaths hard and mutters, "j-john"

He continues to kiss and leave tiny love bites making Sherlock make cooing noises and breath hard.

"J-John?"

"Yes sweet heart?"

"Thank you."

"For?"

"Loving me."

"Always."