A Johnlock FF
Sherlock and John had a romantic relationship, everyone knew this, I mean just look at how they act around each other, but they didn't do anything other than look at each other (at a crime scene at least), which is why when D.I. Lestrade didn't expect to see them having (almost) intercourse while on a "Drugs" bust in their flat, he also didn't expect to find all sorts of kinky torture devices in the bedroom or the wedding picture on the wall!
It all started when Lestrade and a few other volunteers broke into Sherlock, and John's flat with the excuse of a drugs bust, when all Lestrade really wanted was the information about the case that Sherlock was withholding. Once they were inside, Lestrade noticed Anderson staring at a lone picture hanging on the wall. It was a wedding picture, yet instead of a bride and groom, there were to grooms, whom a closer look identified as John Watson and Sherlock Holmes.
"Continue looking for clues" He said, clearing his throat and continued to scan the room. Donovan came running down the stairs breathless and a wild look to her eyes.
"Sir" She exclaimed "You have to see this!" She continued. Lestrade looked at her confused, but conceded to follow her to the bedroom all the same. Inside the bedroom was the object that she was so worked up about. It was a regular looking wardrobe, and then he opened it up.
"BLOODY HELL!" He exclaimed as he gazed upon the kinky torture devices. There were riding crops, whips, handcuffs, vibrators, gags, dildos, rope, condoms, lube, and etcetera. Lestrade looked at Donovan who was shaking her head and trembling.
"This can't be legal" she said. Lestrade shook his head.
"I believe that if the person consents to it, it is perfectly legal" he said. Just then, the sound of a car door slamming, a door opening, and footsteps going up the stairs, was heard. Lestrade walked down stairs as the flat door shut, and looked at the sight of Sherlock pressed against the wall by John who was making out with him. Sherlock's hands were making their way down John's body, to his waist band, by this time Lestrade coughed loudly. Their heads snapped up at the sound, and John stepped away from Sherlock and blushed deeply.
"What are you doing here?" Sherlock asked icily.
"A drugs bust" Lestrade cheerfully replied.
"On what grounds? Sherlock has been clean for years" John asked, Sherlock shook his head.
"I am not helping you on this case Lestrade" Sherlock said before Lestrade could answer John's question.
"Really Sherlock? I could have you arrested right now on charges of torture" Lestrade stated, Sherlock stiffened, and John went pale.
"You wouldn't dare" Sherlock sneered. Lestrade looked at the odd couple, from one to the other.
"I can and will, if you don't help me on this case" Lestrade answered. Sherlock looked ready to argue, but a hand on his arm, and a look, from John were enough to make him look at Lestrade and nod slightly.
"Fine, Lestrade I will check out the case" Lestrade smiled and removed the other volunteers from the flat.
"Congratulations on the wedding buy the way" He said then left, letting them finih what they had started.