"John?" Sherlock Peered out of his bedroom door after hearing a second loud groan.
Sherlock and John's relationship had been going downhill since John found out about the secret experiments his Roommate had performed on him: watching him sleep, injecting poisons into his food, etc. Sherlock knew it was sentiment but he'd been missing his Guinea Pig recently.
No answer... "John?!" He said a little louder.
"oh yes!" A particularly feminine voice moaned.
"hush you.." Whispered a more manly one. the voice was followed by a spanking noise.
Sherlock gasped. John usually warned him if he had a Lady coming over... now, John was either making love to his new girlfriend or he was tied to his bed being attacked by a woman..
He tiptoed over to John's room to check. The door was unlocked so he didn't have to waste 2.43 seconds picking the lock. Sherlock nodded to himself and ran through the door, moving into his combat stance.
'Bloody hell this woman is amazing..' John thought as he made out with his seventh girlfriend, all memories of Sherlock mixing cocaine with his Jam were slowly disappearing. He was led to the Bedroom by this beautiful, half-naked woman whose name he couldn't remember. John tried to kick Sherlock's Bedroom door on the way there to warn him but was pulled away before he could. He didn't really care to be perfectly honest because she was doing that thing and...
"oh, yes!" He moaned.
Jane.. or was it Joanne... the woman let out a playful growl and whispered, "hush you.." which followed by a hard yet pleasurable slap. to the ass. Suddenly, Jackie-Chan sprung through the door and high kicked the air...
Sherlock's eyes couldn't believe what he was seeing. The Sweet, innocent hedgehog had turned into some horny BullDog, humping whatever it saw. He covered his eyes and quickly backed out the door, repeating, "oh god, I am so sorry!"
The woman screamed and launched herself behind the bed, closely followed by an angry and extremely embarrassed John.
"What the hell are you doing Sherlock?!"
"I am so sorry..."
"I am going to Kill you!"
"I thought she was trying to Kill you!" He protested, hiding behind the door. John was so worked up he didn't notice the woman put her clothes on and retreat out of the bedroom in a hurry...
John collapsed onto the couch, the woman had taken his Phone and his Wallet. Sherlock leaned against the doorway, wafting his Violin bow at him, "Never! trust pretty women who ask for sex."
John frowned, clearly angry, "she didn't 'ask' me for sex!" Sherlock sighed and walked over to the window, peering out it it. After a short amount of silence, Sherlock said quietly, "You're cute when you're angry..."
John just stared at him in disbelief then stood and disappeared into the kitchen to make himself a well deserved cup of tea.