In the Closet at Night

by leahcar197

Sherlock and John are a closet...in Scotland Yard…at night... Use your imagination! JohnLock! This is more of a joke than me actually trying to write smut. I had to take an AP Exam that I honestly did not care if I passed or not. My friends dared me to write smut on the FRQ portion, and this is what came out.

"No, Sherlock, we can't!" John tried to push the tall brunette off of himself.

"Why not? I'm horny, you're flustered, it's late at night, we're in a closet alone-" he whispered into John's ear as he trailed a hand, that wasn't holding the shorter man against him, down to John's trousers.

"But what if-" John cut himself off with a moan. Sherlock had started squeezing the blonde's doodle-berries and ding-dong through his trousers.

"What if what, John?" Sherlock said into his ear, nipping at the earlobe.

"Mmm, what if someone-" he struggled to get words out while he ground into Sherlock's hand, desperate for more friction.

Sherlock continued his ministrations, "Do you think I care if someone were to walk in? I want everyone in this bloody building to know that John Hamish Watson is MINE!" he growled possessively into John's ear. He, forcefully, pulled down the shorter man's trousers. He, then, bent down to John's freed hotdog and mouthed at it through his pants.

"Oh, Sh-Sherlock!" John moaned loudly.

Sherlock stopped his ministrations, "Yes, John? What do you want?" He asked, almost innocently.

"You!" John pulled his boyfriend up into a steamy kiss.