TAGS/WARNINGS: John Watson/James Sholto, Mycroft Holmes/Greg Lestrade, Sebastian Moran/Jim Moriarty, Fluff, Smut, Omegaverse, Alpha James, Alpha Greg, Alpha Sebastian, Alpha Jim, Omega John, Omega Mycroft, Blow Jobs, Anal Sex, Rimming, Anal Fingering, Teasing, Orgasm Delay, Referenced Abuse, Light Dom/sub, Breathplay, Sex Toys

Rare Pair Bing Prompt: Towel

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John's POV
He awoke because the twins were hungry and it was making him hungry. Stretching, he lay on the bed for a few minutes enjoying the combined scents of his mate, children, and himself. Just a few short months ago, he had been bouncing between Sherlock, Greg, and Jim's flats because he could not tolerate to be in the tiny flat owned by his mate. Then his mate had come to London because his instincts were driving him. Somehow they had managed to work things out, though his protectors had wanted to rip his mate to pieces.

Stretching one more time, he scoots off the bed and heads to the kitchen downstairs. Humming to himself, he sets to making breakfast for them since he can hear his mate showering.

He has just finished cooking their omelets when his tall mate comes out of the bathroom wearing nothing, but a fluffy brown towel around his hips. Setting the plates down, he licks his lips as he stares at the alpha.

Glancing up, his mate spots him and smiles, "Good morning, John." Wandering over to him, the tall alpha wraps his arms around him, nuzzling his hair for a moment before murmuring, "How are you and our pups?"

He smiles, pressing back against the lean form holding him. "Hungry, the twins want food. So I made breakfast for all four of us."

Nuzzling his head again, the alpha suggests, "Why don't I go put some clothing on and join you?"

"Or you could leave that towel on and let me enjoy the view," he counters, feeling his skin heating in a blush.

He can feel the hesitant smile as his mate presses his lips to their bond bite. "Alright," he agrees, "I see you made my favorite."

"It sounded good," he responds as he continues to lean against his mate.

Letting go of him, his mate moves to sit in the chair before pulling him down on his lap. Grinning mischievously, the alpha pulls their omelets over, before picks up a fork and cuts a bite of his to feed him. Nearly as soon as he has chewed and swallowed his bite, the alpha leans forward pressing their lips together and slowly kissing him.

"Hgmmmm," he groans when his mate sits back.

Blinking, he reaches over to grab a fork and cut a piece for his mate.

The rest of their breakfast they go back and forth feeding each other little bites of food. After nearly every bite they would kiss. Some of them are soft and gentle, others are a bit passionate, and some are teasing. Each and every one is affectionate. When they are done eating, the taller blonde pushes the plates away before carefully lifting him and turning him so he is straddling his lap, putting them face to face.

Firm hands hold his hips as his mate slowly kisses him. He loops his arms around his mate's shoulders, hooking his feet on the bottom of the chair and leaning into his mate. Several long moments pass with them gently exploring each other's mouths. Beneath the towel he can feel his mate growing hard, his nose can pick up the scent of his arousal. In response his body starts to gets wet and hard, it is such an odd feeling he has still not adjusted to.

Of course, for most of his life the only time he has gotten wet is when he is in heat, so this is rather new. Still, he enjoys it, particularly when his mate is paying attention to him and making those pleased noises.

"Would you mind?" the alpha huskily inquires, fingertips playing with the top of his sleeping bottoms.

Blushing, he nod, scooting back and standing on slightly wobbly legs. Smiling at his mate, he loops his fingers on his tops and slowly pushes them down. After his pants and bottoms pool around his ankles, he steps forward and settles back on his mate's lap.

"You're perfect," the alpha murmurs as he presses his lips against his throat, "I'm a lucky bastard that you decided to keep me."

Chuckling lightly he replies, "Some reason I think your bonded parents would not appreciate you calling yourself a 'bastard'."

A smile curves the older man's lips as he nibbles at his collarbone lightly, "If we go by the lecture your second father gave me, I am one."

Still chuckling, he nods, "That's Charles." His eyes narrow as he tilts his head back a bit and stares at the ash-blonde alpha, "Enough about that, I'm all naked on your lap and you're all hard beneath this towel. Shall we do something about it?"

To press his point, he grates against the covered cock.

His mate groans, latching on a bit harder to his throat, hips rocking into the pressure through the towel.

"Let's lose the towel shall we? The doors been doubled locked, hopefully that remains our family as to why." He suggests as he continues his movements, a soft moan passing his lips.

His mate lets go of his skin before lapping at it gently with the tip of his tongue. One of the hands that had returned to his hips falls and he can feel the tall man untying the knot in the towel.

Grinning he lifts slightly so it can be moved out of the way, before settling back across the alphas legs, his mate's cock rubbing against his puckering hole.

"Gnmmm, James," he groans, allowing his forehead to drop against his mate's shoulder.

Kissing his temple softly, his mate's hand runs up his leg to his backside, before just the tip begins to play with his entrance, using his natural moisture to lubricate him while working him open. When the alpha is sure he is ready according to the feel of his hands, his mate carefully lines them up, before encouraging him to shift back just a little and onto just the tip of his cock.

"Jah-ames!" he gasps, needing and wanting more now.

His eyes feel heavy as he watches the older man smile mischievously, taking his time pressing into him.

"I'll take care of you, John," the alpha murmurs softly.

The slow slide drives him insane with need, but feels so exquisite that he doesn't complain. Instead he presses backwards and down as much as he can when his mate has a firm grip on his hips. When they are finally joined completely, his mate's cock buried in him to the hilt, both of them groan.

Leaning forward, he captures the alphas lips in a slow kiss as he rolls his hips, eliciting another moan from the older man.

Slowly, the two of them find a pattern that works for them, though it is not the easiest thing in the world since his pregnant stomach is between them and they are sitting on a kitchen chair.

Huskily his mate suggests, "Shall we take this to the living room?"

Both of them know there is no way they are making it up the steps to the bedroom.

He nods, lifting himself carefully even as his mate manages to stand at the same time. When his lover loops his hands under his ass and lifts him up, he wraps his legs around his hips and arms around his shoulders. Somehow, the alpha manages to stay in him even as they make it the short distance to their sofa.

Carefully, his mate lays him on the sofa long-ways, blanketing his body and supporting his weight on his elbows while his hands roam across his chest, sides, and stomach.

Long fingers play across his skin arousing him more while his own hands set to tracing and touching every part of his mate he can reach. Somehow they manage to keep kissing despite the height difference and the fact his mate is slowly moving in him.

It's a glorious feeling.

For several long minutes the two of them continue to move against each other, touching, kissing, and just enjoying being together. Between the pleasure strumming through his body and the scent in the air, he quickly finds himself drawing close to that pinnacle of pleasure.

As the hormones rush through him, his body clinches tightly around his mate, his cock spurts between them, coating both their bellies in nearly clear semen. Apparently the scent of it is enough to set his mate off because moments later the alpha is pressing forward one last time and freezing in place. He can feel the thick come filling him, coating every inch inside him.

Sighing happily, he snuggles back into the sofa, keeping himself wrapped around the taller man so he cannot yet move.

Smiling at him, his mate nuzzles his head, softly suggesting, "Let's get a shower and then go cuddle in bed for a bit. After that we can do whatever it is you have planned for us today."

He thinks about it for a minute before gently running his nose against his mate's neck and letting him go.

After his mate stands, he sits up. He is getting ready to stand when his mate startles him by picking him up, looping one arm around his shoulders and the other under his legs.

"James!" he exclaims, embarrassed by the fact his mate is carrying him, and enjoying it at the same time. He always enjoys when his mate decides to be affectionate with him. After so many years of not having that, he cherishes every instance of it. His arms loop around his alpha's shoulders and he rests his head against the crook of the taller man's neck, his nose pressed lightly against the alpha's scent gland there.

In the upstairs bathroom his mate sets him down slowly, allowing him to slip down his body until his feet lightly touch the ground.

Pushing up on the balls of his feet, he presses their lips together, tongue flicking out to trace the older man's lips. When they open beneath his, he deepens the kiss, his inner omega crowing happily that his mate is home and kissing him. There are still times his instincts forces him to just curl up close to the taller blonde, pressing his nose close to his mate's skin in order to breathe in his scent. Several long minutes pass as they stand there, his arms around his lover's shoulders while his alpha has his hands spanning across his hips. They are pressed as flush together as possible with his ever growing stomach. Pressing against him is his alpha's thickening cock.

"Ja-ohn," the alpha groans when they finally break apart, both of them breathless.

"Let me get the shower going," he suggests breathlessly.

Groaning lightly, the older man nods, eyes heavy lidded as he watches him.

Stepping back, he is happy this bathroom is as big as it is. Had they still been in the tiny flat his alpha owns, they would not both fit in here so easily. Turning, he leans over and turns the water on, using one hand to adjust the knobs and the other to feel the water.

He is getting ready to straighten up when he feels his tall mate drops to his knees behind him, hands cupping and opening his ass cheeks while his tongue makes one long swipe over his hole. Gripping the edge of the tub, he locks his legs as a long moan escapes his lips. For several long minutes, his mate's hands and his grip on the tub are the only reason he does not fall flat on his face or have his legs give out on him.

His mate is going to town on him. The older man's tongue swirling, lapping, flickering, pressing lightly into his hole, and dragging against the delicate nerves. When the older man's hands move from holding him spread, one joining his mouth in playing with his hole while the other wraps around his front to fondle his thickening cock and his heavy balls, he moans again.

"Jah-ames!" he groans, hips pressing backwards into that talented tongue.

There is a light nip at the side of his ass before his mate returns to playing with him.

When a long finger slips inside him, he keens wantonly.

.

He is nearing the edge of pleasure when his mate stops, kissing his way up his back before slowly sliding in him.

A needy whimper escapes his lips as his alpha presses into him ever so slowly. It is teasing him, making him want his mate to hurry up, to fuck him. He tries pressing backwards. Tries encouraging his mate to speed it up, but the older man merely holds his hips and continues his slow strokes. The slow pressing forward and withdrawing. It feels like he is touching every part of his inside. His mate's thick cock brushing against his prostate repeatedly. Firm hands pull him upright and flush against his mate's chest even as his mate's hips switch to a slow swivel, barely pulling out but rotating against him and teasing every part of him.

"Please," he keens, body teetering on the edge, but his mate is keeping him there without actually pressing him over that edge. "Jah-ames!"

"God, you're gorgeous like this," his alpha groans, encouraging him to kneel on the wide edge on of the tub while still holding his hips.

The change in positions changes the angle his mate's cock is pressing in him.

"We're going to be out of hot water if this goes on too long," he pants in between thrusts.

"True, but then we can always wait for the water to heat back up," the taller blonde replies between thrusts.

"Jah-ames!" he whines, trying to get his mate to hurry it up, "Please! They're going to be pressing on my bladder at any time now and I don't want blue balls."

He knows he is just about begging, but he really wants to come before the pregnancy decides to interfere. There had been a few times when they had been in the middle of pleasuring each other when that had happened.

Leaning down slightly to press his lips to his bondmark, his mate lightly bites down, not hard enough to break the skin, but that light pressure combined with his mate's cock brushing against his prostate has him coming nearly instantly. Finally allowing him to crest over that peak that his alpha had been teasing him with nearly the entire time they had been fucking in the bathroom.

He is surprised his mate does not come, but he is happy when his mate withdraws because the urge to pee strikes almost as soon as his feet are firmly planted on the floor. He quickly turns to the toilet, ignoring the fact his lover is standing there as he relieves himself.

While he is doing that, the taller man climbs in the shower and allows the water to flow over him.

Once he is done, he flushes the toilet and climbs in with his mate, smiling mischievously as he lowers himself to his knees and laps at the still thick cock. With the water pouring down his head and back, he closes his eyes and sets to enjoying himself as he licks, nibbles, sucks, and teases his mate. Keeping the tall man on the edge of pleasure for all the teasing the alpha had done to him while the older man leans heavily against the wall, breaths coming out in pants. As the water starts to get cold, he swirls his tongue around the head of his mate's cock, one of his hands lightly squeezing his alpha's heavy balls. A moment later, the taller man is coming with a long groan all over his chin and chest.

His mate encourages him to stand, grabbing the flannel and slowly washing his body, making sure to get him perfectly clean before the water runs out. When it gets cold, the ash-blonde reaches past him to turn the water off before grabbing a pair of towels and taking his time first drying him off before the alpha dries himself.

"Let's go do that cuddle now," James suggests as he offers a hand to make sure that he does not fall as he climbs out since his legs are a bit wobbly right now.

Beaming at his mate, he nods, "That sounds wonderful!"

Smiling softly at him, the two of them turn and head to the bedroom where they curl up together on the bed, his mate stretched out on the bed while he stretches out mostly on top of the older man. His head is resting on his mate's chest, arms wrapped partly around his torso, legs tangled together as they drift back off to sleep together.

When they get up they can figure out what they want to do for the rest of the day. For now, he is just going to enjoy cuddling with his mate.