Sherlock smirks as he lifted John against the window. The military doctor's hand pressed against the dusty window, leaving a mark. "S-Sherlock. What the hell? W-Why here?" John asked his flatmate.
Sherlock smiled. "Experiment. Not to mention you said early you wanted to try something new."
"This isn't what I meant by that!" John retorted with a blush on his face.
"Oh come on, John, I already have you against the window!" Sherlock said with an annoyed look on his face.
"Yeah and what if the neighbors see!"
"Well they already know that we have sex, you can hear your moans from down the street!"
"Sherlock!"
Sherlock moved closer to the smaller man and muttered into his ear. "Either I will have you against this window or not at all" John's face grew red and he glanced at him. "..." He studied his face trying to see if Sherlock was serious.
"Fine" John breathed out and Sherlock smirked. His hand went around the others waist and fiddled with the buttons on his pants. The detective's other hand went up John's jumper. John, with his face flushed leaned into Sherlock, his hand still pushed against the window
Sherlock's hand snaked its way down John's trousers and into his pants. The other hand went further up John's jumper and kneaded at his chest. A smirk was painted on his face. John bit his lip, trying not to let out a moan that was trapped behind his teeth.
Sherlock pushed himself closer to John, closing the space between John and the window. His lips grazed the side of John's neck as his hands worked their magic. John had swallowed his moan and let out a small gasp, tilting his neck and holding himself up by pressing both his hands against the window.
Sherlock started to tenderly kiss John's neck, closing his eyes as he did so. His hands continued to toy with John. The military doctor let a low moan escape from his lips and he made a fist with one of his hands, as if to grab the window like it was a bed sheet.
Sherlock's kisses turned deeper and a bit more aggressive with each kiss. He smirked as if he just solved a crime as John let out low moans with each kiss. The hand in John's pants started to move in sync with his kisses and the hand that was kneaded John's chest.
John was blushing heavily, hands pressed against the window, begging for something to grab. The moans that were trapped behind his lips escaped. "S-Sherlock~" he breathed out. Sherlock continued his actions, each time his lips came in contact with John's skin it was full of lust. "S-Sherlock~" John breathed again, louder though so Sherlock could hear.
"Yes, John?" Sherlock muttered against his neck, opening his eyes slightly.