Dinner
ONE SHOT
'Good god he is gorgeous when he is thinking." I stare at this Sherlock person who sits right across the table from me in this restaurant. 'He's looking at me strangely, oh shit…' I panic a little turning my head to look down at the table instead of at him. 'No, no, I'm sure I didn't say that out loud.' I fidget a bit. 'And anyway, he wouldn't be interested…' A bit of disappointment hits me. '…Would he?' I look at him again but he has already turned his attention to something else. 'I could never be that lucky, things like that just don't happen to me.'
I'm about to push the thought away when I feel something on my leg. 'Wait… is that his…?' I think it over trying to figure it out. No way. 'Is that his foot running up my…' I look in the opposite direction. 'Ahh yes…I believe it is.' I smile to myself a tiny bit.
'Headed straight up to my-' I can't finish my thought when I feel a sense of pleasure shoot threw me when his foot runs over my clothed soft dick. 'Well, he's found it alright…' I close my eye lids shut trying to keep from moving or making any sounds. He moves his foot in ways I don't even know is possible on my now semi hard dick. Making me feel great. 'Oh dear, now that is umm…' I feel a bit uncomfortable.
'Sort of…' I feel his foot put a bit more pressure on my groin and I bite my lip. 'Quite extraordinary actually.' My mouth opens just a bit holding back a moan. He continues to rub and curl his toes around the head of my clothed cock. 'Oh god, down and to the left just a bit…' The feeling the pleasure taking over me.
I move a bit in my chair guiding him in a way. 'That's it, just…nearly…' I bite down on my lip again softly. My breathing quickens. 'Yep, that's umm, that's got it…' My mouth opens once again but no sounds comes out just ragged breaths. 'Bloody hell…He's going to make me…' I move a bit trying to control myself.
'Oh, oh god yes…dear me I'm going to…!' I feel the pleasure build up in my lower parts and then shoot. Making my pants slick. I lean forward about to rest my head on the table until I realize. 'Oh god, I just came in my trousers, in a restaurant, with a man I just met using only his foot.' I look up at him and see him smirking. 'I am so fuck…' I little smile tugs on my mouth as I cross my fingers.
Hehehe made this because of a thing I saw on Tumblr.
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Just decided to make it a short little fic. I loved it. It made me laugh. I ship these two so hard!