Title: Rising Stars
Summary: John is starting his career as a creative writer novelist, but Sherlock's writing has blossomed to the top, will the two be able to survive the rising popularity or will their relationship go downward through it all? Sequel to "Teacher's Pet."
Ages: John (30), Sherlock (47).
Author's notes: Sorry for the long wait! I had finals this week and I had to memorize for each class! Hope this chapter is worth the wait! Hopefully the characters aren't too OOC and there aren't that much grammar mistakes! If you see any mistakes, (besides grammar) please let me know!
(7-years later)
John was on break from writing he's book as he was sitting on the couch, looking at the mail while Sherlock sat at the desk, typing away from he's laptop. He saw a letter from each of their publisher, even though John and Sherlock have the same career, they had different publisher and editor.
"Hey Sherlock, we got a letter from our publisher," John said to him as he opened he's letter.
"I'll read it later," Sherlock replied without even looking up.
"Hey! I got invited to the Author's Club First Novel Award! My first novel, Child's Play is being nominated!" John said excitedly.
"That's good John," Sherlock replies without even looking up.
"Want me to open yours?" John asked as he was excited to see what Sherlock's publisher had to say. Sherlock nodded and John went to open he's without any farther instructions. He read the contents of the letter, "You're invited to the National Book Award, your latest book, Detective Little is being nominated," John said as he took out another piece of paper from the envelope, "and it looks like, your book, Detective Little: The Return is at number one spot still after five weeks while mine is number three after the first week," John said.
"John," Sherlock began as he stopped writing and was looking at John worriedly.
"No, everything is fine, Sherlock. I'm happy for you," John said with a fake smile as he immediately knew that Sherlock knew he was lying.
"I'm going to visit Mycroft," Sherlock called out to John who was in the kitchen.
"Do you want me to hold up dinner for you?" John asked as he popped he's head out off the kitchen to look at Sherlock who was by the door, putting on his scarf.
"Go on ahead. I'll be eating dinner at Mycroft," Sherlock replied.
"Do you want me to come with you?" John asked worriedly.
"No, it's fine. I'll be back tonight," Sherlock replies and with that, he kissed John on the lips good-bye before leaving the flat.
"Tell me dear brother, why didn't my dearest brother-in-law joined us tonight?" Mycroft asked smiling as he, Greg and Sherlock were in Mycroft's flat as the three were eating dinner. Well, Mycroft and Greg were eating dinner, Sherlock was just poking at his food.
"I'm worried about John," Sherlock replies, "he's novels aren't going so well as mine are. I want to help him but I don't know how," he explained.
"Have you not seen the ratings?" Mycroft asked as he excused himself to get something from the office before coming back and sitting down. Mycroft handed some papers to Sherlock so that he could look at them, "your books are the number one hits to read on goodreads, in the magazines are number one on the chart, Barnes and Noble still has your recent book on display in the window..."
"I should have sticked with teaching," Sherlock muttered as he was still scanning the papers.
"It's too late now, is it?" Greg asked as he looked at Mycroft.
"If you go back to teaching, you won't be making that much money as you are now," Mycroft replied, "besides, I thought your books were going to become hit movies?" He asked.
Sherlock nodded as he put the papers down, "I don't want to say anything yet, but Detective Little is being re-written right now for the movie. I don't think it's going to hit theaters until like, two years or more," he added.
"You're a busy man, little brother," Mycroft said.
"Don't you go to talk shows or radio shows?" Greg asked as Sherlock nodded, "why not invite John to come with you next time? I'm sure he'll like that," Greg suggested.
"That's not a bad idea. I'm schedule to appear in the Jonathan Ross show this upcoming Thursday, I'll ask my agent about it," Sherlock said hopefully.
Later that evening when Sherlock returned home from his night-out with Mycroft and Greg, he found John already getting ready to sleep that night as it was near eleven.
"It must had been a good dinner. Everything alright with Mycroft?" John asked.
Sherlock nodded, "He just wanted to catch up apparently," he said as he went to the bathroom to get ready. Once he was done, he came out freshly ready for bed. He saw John sitting on the bed, with a book on his lap as he was reading. "What are you reading?" He asked as he got into bed with his husband.
"The Casual Vacancy by JK Rowling," John replies as he turned the page.
"John..." Sherlock whispers seductively as he snuggles against John who put his book down.
"Well, you're playful tonight," he teased.
"Are you doing anything on Thursday?" Sherlock asked.
"That's when your scheduled to be in the Jonathan Ross show, isn't it?" John asked thinking.
"Do you want to come? I could use your support," Sherlock said.
John frowned, "You never asked me to come with you during an interview before. You always say that it's a waste of time," he added.
Sherlock shrugs, "It boosts my popularity up in the ratings," he said as he saw John even frown more. "John, please say you'll come? I can ask my agent to put you in the show," he adds.
John sighed, "I don't know, Sherlock," he said hesitantly.
"It could be worth your while," Sherlock added again and this time, he put his hand under the covers and he moved it until he found John's pants. He saw that John's breathing had increased and Sherlock grinned as he grabbed John's cock through the fabric of his pants and squeezed.
John gasped, "Sherlock..." he moaned.
"It's been awhile, hasn't it? You and I so busy with our works," Sherlock said as he leaned in and nipped at John's ear while stroking his cock through the pants.
John's breathing were erratic, "Please, Sherlock..."
"Not until you say 'yes,'" Sherlock said as he stopped his manipulation.
John shot Sherlock a 'look,' "'yes' to what?" He repeated.
"That you'll come with me this Thursday," Sherlock said smiling.
"Bastard..." John muttered making Sherlock chuckle, "of course I'll come, but only if you finish me off!" John exclaimed as he kicked the covers and put his legs on top of them.
Sherlock purred, "I want something more than that. I want to ride you," he said.
John gulped and nodded as Sherlock took his hand away from where he was holding John. John took off his pants, then his underwear and his cock sprang up from life. Sherlock licked his lips while looking at it, "it's hard for me," he said.
"Sherlock, please, I'm begging you," John begs.
Sherlock quickly gets out off bed, took off his pants and underwear, John stared at the cock that also sprang to life. "You ready?" Sherlock asked as he got onto the bed again.
"Don't we need lube or something?" John asked.
"No time, I'm hard as a rock for you," Sherlock replies and with that, he slowly sat himself on top of John's cock. The two groaned in unison as soon as John's cock hit Sherlock's tight opening.
"Ride me," John moans out, "ride me hard as you never done before," he says.
"Gawd John," Sherlock moans and he began riding a rhythm on John's cock.
"Fuck Sherlock, yes. I hadn't been this excited since you took me the first time that year in University," John says as he put his hands on Sherlock's hips.
After that, it was quiet in the room except for the ass slapping down onto John's cock and the groaning and moaning as John too k his other hand and began stroking Sherlock's cock as it bounces up and down with Sherlock.
"Cum for me, Sherlock. Cum on my face, I want to taste you," John said as he strokes even faster.
"Yes, John, I'm cuming, dear gawd, I'm cuming," Sherlock said and with one final slap down onto John's cock, he was cuming onto John's face and John was cuming inside of Sherlock at the same time.
The two groaned in unison and John licked his lips as he tasted some of Sherlock's cum that had hit his lips. "Yum, I hadn't had a taste of Sherlock for quite some time," he says. Sherlock laughs as he leans down and kissed John on the lips, groaning as he could taste himself.
"I hope Mrs. Hudson didn't heard us," Sherlock said as he slumped down on John.
John paled, "I forgot about Mrs. Hudson," he said.
"You don't think..." Sherlock said as he looked at John.
John swore, "I don't even think I can look at her tomorrow if I see her," he said unhappily. "Get off of me, Sherlock, your too heavy," he said.
Sherlock shook his head stubbornly, "I want to feel your cock inside me," he said without any hesitation.
"Fine, but don't complain if you are sore tomorrow," John said and with that, John wrapped his arms around Sherlock and Sherlock turned off the light beside John and the kissed in the dark before going to sleep, with John's cock still buried inside Sherlock.
TBC...
me: I had never seen a Jonathan Ross show except on youtube and that was when Martin Freeman was there.
John: At least you put a chapter up!
me: Yup...however, I'll be out off town this Sunday-Thursday since it's my spring break! Hopefully during my vacation, I'll be able to write a chapter or two and once I get home, I can post it up!
Sherlock: Sherlock Season 3 has started filming this week, did you guys know?
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