He kissed her back and trailed his fingers along her waist, and she took off her underwear and hold-ups leaving her naked and exposed to him. He ran his fingertips along the side of her body, down her waist and the side of her thigh and her eyes fluttered shut. "Wait." She said quietly, meeting his eyes. "Have you got..protection?" She didn't mind with Jim, it was more sensual and exciting but she did not want a baby from John. No. He smiled and nodded, "Bathroom cabinet." She got up and came back a few seconds later, and he couldn't help admiring the delicate curves of her body. She ran her thumbs under the waistband of his underwear and pulled them off, teasing him with her hands briefly to make sure he was ready and opened the packet, doing what she never and should of done with Jim. She was satisfied with her work so she lay next to him again, moving closer and pressing her body against his. He wrapped her in his arms as he pulled the covers up around them, and she curled one leg around his waist. Then he, slowly and gently while kissing her, lifted his hips up and entered her waiting body.
AN: If any of you have seen The Deep Blue Sea with Tom Hiddleston and Rachel Weisz, there's a sex scene in there and that it was I'm imagining this looks like kay?
A soft moan of pleasure escaped her lips again she wrapped her legs tighter around him and sought his hand, intertwining their fingers together and squeezing it hard whilst kissing him again. They began to move together in time, she was more rough than he but he more passionate. It was a perfect mix and although she wasn't as excited and nervous as she was with Jim, this was so perfect and was clearing her mind to no end. She parted her lips slightly and closed her eyes, her toes curling as he kissed her ear and whispered, "You feel amazing..." She met his eyes again and placed a trail of kisses up from his chest to his lips, murmuring softly again his skin. "So do you..Oh..' She gave a small groan as he pulled her on top of him. He drew small circles on her thighs with her fingertips and began to move into her harder, and she was stunned by his sudden change.
She tilted her head back and dug her nails into his skin, biting her lip hard and wrapping her legs around her waist and she flipped them over so he was on top of her, pushing her into the bed and slamming her against the headboard. She put both hands on the side of his face and kissed him hungrily as he put his hands on her waist, going harder and faster as her moans increased. It didn't take long for him to finish after that, and she ran her nails down his back and he gripped her arms hard as he did. He gently pulled out of her and kissed her lips softly, disappearing into the bathroom briefly then returning and pulling his underwear on, sliding back under the covers with her and spooning. He rested his head on her shoulder and hugged her waist, and she smiled. "That was.." He sighed. "Wasn't it?" She replied and leant round to kiss him softly.
John couldn't place it, but something felt wrong about this. Like..she was preoccupied and so was he. He dismissed the thoughts quickly and focused on her warm pliant body and her soft naked skin, gently nicking the skin along her shoulders with his teeth before kissing it, and she sighed happily. They talked in soft voices for the next hour, and he was growing sleepy when he heard her soft snores. She looked so perfect when she was sleeping, her curls timidly falling in front of her face and her long lashes brushing her skin. She looked so at peace, and he closed his eyes and hoped he could find a part of the silence she had. That night she dreamt of Jim, if anything being with John had made it worse. She felt as if she were betraying him, but she quickly suppressed the feeling and snuggled up into his arms.
When John awoke the next morning she was still fast asleep in his arms, and she still looked so beautiful. He placed a soft kiss to her temple and pulled away, covering her with a blanket and yawing as he got out of bed. He stretched his arms and walked into the bathroom, splashing cold water on his face and brushing his teeth, fiddling slightly with his hair. He got dressed, and walked to the kitchen yawning, putting the kettle on.
"Oh, you slept with her."
The deep voice made him jump and he turned to see Sherlock sitting in his pyjamas, absently reading the newspaper and drinking coffee. Of course he knew, bloody fantastic. He walked over and sat in the arm chair while waiting for the kettle to boil, and frowned. "Yes, not that it's any of your business." Sherlock barely looking up and picked up a folder from his left, throwing it to John who caught it and opened it. "She's lying. Her name is Sabrina Moran, and her employer is our favourite little problem, Moriarty." He blinked slowly, opening the file and seeing surveillance shots of her getting into cars, on the phone and finally talking to a man who had his back to the camera. They were close, and it looked like he was about to kiss her. He felt a pang of jealousy and dropped the file to the floor. "That's wrong, obviously. And I can't believe you stalked her! What, you don't trust her? Because I do!" He stood and snatched the paper from Sherlock, who glared up at him and stood. "John it's hardly my problem if your libido makes you refuse to accept facts, but she's a trained assassin. She's worked for him for 7 years and she's more than his right-hand women." He gestures to the photo of her leaving the pool after Jim, flushed and messy. "She's lying to you John." Sherlock drank the last of his coffee and stood to make another, but John blocked his way. "No, NO!" He jabbed his chest with one finger, "This isn't true Sherlock. This is just because you're jealous isn't it? Because she makes me happy." Sherlock snorts derisively, "Why would I be jealous. Fine, sleep with the lying assassin but she's using you." John clenches and unclenches his jaw, steadying his breathing.
"Why..why do you always do this? Are you determined on sabotaging every relationship I have because I am sick of it! They're either boring or stupid or cheating on me or," He laughs bitterly, "Trained assassins working for a criminal mastermind! This is getting bloody ridiculous Sherlock, why can't you just let me be ha-.." John was cut off abruptly by Sherlock grabbed the sides of his face with both hands and kissing him softly.