Cramp:
Happy New Year everyone! How amazing was the Sherlock Christmas Special? I need season four now! This story is inspired by a scene in the special. As always please review I really need to hear your thoughts. I've never written anything like this before!
Disclaimer:
Sadly i don't own Sherlock. If I did it would never be off air and there would be lots and lots of Johnlock!
"For God sake get down," Sherlock hissed forcing John to return to the uncomfortable squatting position on the floor of the darkened building where they were watching the building opposite.
"Sorry cramp," John said shifting carefully. Sherlock frowned watching him. This would never do if he carried on like this he was get them noticed and most likely killed.
"Slide closer to me," Sherlock hissed.
"What?"
"Slide across the floor closer to me but keep down so no one sees, or hears you," he added quickly as John began to utter a moan of pain from moving his cramping muscles.
When he had moved close enough Sherlock took his leather gloves off and placed his cool hands on John's thigh where the muscles had seized up terribly.
"What are you doing?" he demanded making to move away.
"Stay still i'm going to work the cramp out you are actually a doctor are you not? Sometimes I do wonder as your basic medical knowledge is so spectacularly lacking at times."
"It's fine, it will go in a bit," John said though noted he hadn't actually removed Sherlock's hand from his leg.
"We could be here several hours yet judging on the amount of alcohol brought to the home earlier today and the copious amount of time taken to plan this event they certainly don't want it to end too soon. However it's always best to be here early as people can be so wonderfully unpredictable at times, it's about the only thing that makes them interesting. So unless you want to get us killed by moving into view in an attempt to ease the cramp shut up stay still and let me get work it out," Sherlock said.
John said nothing but allowed Sherlock to massage his leg with his long fingers easing the aching muscles. He let out a slight sigh of relief, "thank you," he breathed as the cramp passed.
Sherlock nodded slightly but didn't remove his hand from John's leg. He continued running his hand up John's leg moving slightly closer to him his breath catching in his throat as he inhaled his familiar scent.
John found himself moving closer to Sherlock placing his arms around his neck pulling him towards him kissing him deeply gasping at the intensity he pulled him closer to him. He wasn't quite sure who removed whose clothing first but soon they had shed all their clothes.
Sherlock groaned as John's warm skin came into contact with his own the intensity and his need for John building with the feel of his body against his. He could feel John's erection against his stomach matching his own as they kissed urgently.
"This okay?" John breathed as he gently turned Sherlock over onto his stomach his intention clear. He slipped his hand into Sherlock's giving it a squeeze as their bodies connected. "You okay?" John whispered hearing Sherlock's gasp of pain.
"Yes," he breathed his gasp of pain soon turning to a gasp of want and need for John to continue "Don't stop," he breathed. As their bodies moved together John kept hold of Sherlock's hand not letting go or releasing his grip once the whole time.
"That was unexpected," John eventually said breaking their content post coital silence
"I wouldn't say so, the sexual tension has been reaching levels impossible to ignore it really can't have been that surprising, it would bound to happen," Sherlock answered causing John to smile inspire of himself.
"No, I meant I thought our first time would have been in a bed," he said causing John to giggle which made Sherlock laugh he loved the sound of John's giggle and loved being the one to cause it.