Prompt- "Have Sherlock and John use jam in a dirty way."
Thanks Alaskan-Mad -Hatter, love from your Sherlock!
Sherlock crawled above John, letting his eyes scan everywhere on John. Sherlock loomed over ever part of John, searching for every hidden scar the man could find. Sherlock has already seen the doctor naked many times, but tonight it was different for them. Sherlock told John earlier that he wanted to try an experiment in bed. John, of course, didn't object to adding a little spice in bed, he didn't know though, the plans Sherlock had for him.
"Sherlock…" John breathlessly said as Sherlock slid his hands alongside Johns' hips. "Ready?" Sherlock said as he slid on hand off Johns' hip and to the side of the bed. John gave a nod; Sherlock grabbed a jar of jam and slipped some on his fingers. John moaned as Sherlock slid his jam covered fingers inside him. Johns' hips bucked up as Sherlocks' fingers slid past his prostate. Sherlock chuckled as John unfolded under his touch.
Using his other hand, Sherlock grabbed some jam and used it as lube over his hardened shaft. He pulled out his other fingers and replaced them with his shaft. Johns' back arched and his hips bucked up. Sherlock grabbed more jam onto his fingers, and had John suck it off this time. And Sherlock started to thrust in and out of John. Each thrust hitting Johns' sensitive prostate.
Sherlock pulled his fingers out of John's mouth and leaned down to kiss him. It started slowly, but as Sherlocks' thrust became faster and harder, the kiss became less innocent and messier. Tongue against tongue, skin against skin, and the smell of jam mashed with sweat, filled both men up.
John began to moan louder as Sherlock licked his shoulder (the non-injured one), and made a trail of kisses down his chest. It became too much for John, he hadn't touched himself yet, wanting to last longer than Sherlock this time around. But with the sensitive parts of him being touched and caressed, he didn't know if he'd be able to do that.
Sherlock saw John trembling, and smirked. He loved driving the ex-army doctor over the edge. Sherlock grabbed Johns' pre-cum covered hardened shaft and started to stroke him. He was purposely was going slow with his strokes, he wanted John to beg, at least a little. Desperate for release, he moaned out slowly, "Sherlock… Please…" Sherlock smirked, and did as John asked.
Johns' stomach started to tighten, and with a loud long lasting moan, John came into Sherlocks' hands. Not long after, Sherlock came inside of John, after a few last thrust.
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[A/N:] Well, "the end" loves. This story was supposed to be short and no real plot, besides the lovely men bedroom love. ;)
Hope my John Watson likes it.-SH
