Greg frowned as Mycroft yawned, wriggling back into position on his chest as his human pillow settled. He'd just focused on the telly when Mycroft yawned again.
Greg tipped his head back to glance up at him.
"Tired, love?"
"Hm?" Mycroft looked down. "Oh. Err, yes. I seem to be."
"We can go to bed, if you want? I'm not really watching this."
"Well if you are sure."
"Yeah?"
Mycroft was already pushing him to sit up.
Greg rolled over on the bed, shuffling under the covers and coming to rest half lying over Mycroft. Mycroft threaded his fingers through Greg's hair.
"Greg...take me to bed."
Greg smiled. "We're already in bed."
"You know what I mean."
Greg froze, moving so he could see Mycroft's face he saw him smiling a little shyly back at him.
"Are you sure?"
Mycroft nodded. "And I know you've wanted to for some time … If the things that have appeared in the bedside table are anything to go by."
Greg flushed slightly as he glanced away. "Been snooping?"
Mycroft merely shrugged. "I was looking for something."
"What, something?"
"Greg Darling, I believe there's something more important happening right now, don't you?"
Greg grinned, leaning down to capture Mycroft's lips for a moment before pulling back. He nudged his nose against Mycroft's, before setting off a trail of kisses along Mycroft's jaw, dipping down to his neck his lips barely touched the skin, nipping softly where it joined to his shoulder.
He managed a good minute of teasing Mycroft's collarbone before he was tugged back up into another kiss. Greg sighed against Mycroft's lips, allowing the other man to pull him down.
Greg broke from the kiss, bumping their noises together softly as he glanced down at Mycroft's mouth.
"How do you, um … Want to do this?"
Mycroft smiled, "You can take the lead, love..."
Greg looked up with wide eyes, "Are, are you sure?"
Mycroft gave a one shouldered shrug, eyebrow moving in tandem. "Of course."
"Mycroft...It's been...years since I last did that..."
Mycroft's smile didn't waver as he uttered simply, "I know. I trust you."
Greg grinned and Mycroft sighed as his he shifted, lying flat back on the bed as Greg set off down his chest, dropping kisses sporadically over freckled skin until he reached Mycroft's hips.
Mycroft wriggled as Greg took hold of his boxers, the only thing either of them had neglected to remove before climbing into bed. Greg glanced up at him and smirked.
"Lift up, then."
Mycroft raised an eyebrow but lifted his middle enough for Greg to slip them down his legs.
Mycroft sighed as Greg threw them from the bed, returning to him only to stare.
"You always have to look."
Greg looked up with a shrug. "I enjoy the view."
"Get up here."
"Mm. No thanks, I'm fine down here."
Greg made a point of nudging Mycroft's legs further apart before shuffling between them.
"Are you just going to admire it all night?"
Greg smirked. "Maybe."
"Gregory."
Greg ignored him.
"... Inspector."
Greg bit his lip against the shudder that shot up his back.
"Has that always worked?"
"Only when you say it."
It was Mycroft's turn to smirk, but it soon faded.
"Oh, come on now, this is getting awkward."
Greg smiled up at him, moving up the bed and pausing to kiss Mycroft for a moment before sitting up over him.
Mycroft tipped his head back as Greg reached into the drawer.
"Just the one, don't you think?"
"Sorry?"
"I wouldn't have thought those were necessary, would you? We're hardly teenagers."
Greg sat back on his feet and shrugged. "Are you sure?"
"Yes, I don't think we'll need the condoms."
"Really? 'Cuz it can get kind of..."
Mycroft waited.
"... Sticky."
He raised an eyebrow as Greg shrugged.
"If you want to use them to save on the, mess... Then go ahead. I'm just saying I don't mind. And also this is the least sexual thing we could be discussing right now."
"I bet I can think of less sexy things."
Mycroft rolled his eyes. "Surely there's something more interesting at hand right now?"
Greg smirked and wrapped a fist around Mycroft.
"Oh, it's 'at hand', alright."
Mycroft's breath drew in sharply.
"How on earth you manage to go from annoying to seductive in less than a second is beyond me."
Greg shrugged. "Part of my charm."
Mycroft rolled his eyes as he heard Greg start coating his fingers, lying flat on the bed until Greg tapped his thigh.
Mycroft sighed. "Romantic as ever."
"Ain't nothing romantic about this, Love."
"Mm, I suppose I should be glad you didn't just say 'open up'."
Greg grinned. "Plenty of time for bad puns."
"Mm."
Greg shuffled closer, pushing his boxers down as he looked up the bed.
"Love?"
"Greg, just do it, please just-" Mycroft's words dissolved into a groan as Greg pushed inside of him.
Greg's eyes widened at the sensation and paused a little way in, he breathed deep as he caught Mycroft's eyes and whined as a deep throb of arousal shot through him.
"Uh, why does that always work?"
Mycroft smirked and gave his hips a slight twitch. "Movement Gregory..."
"Alright, alright."
Greg rocked his hips twice, soon settling into a rhythm as Mycroft moved to match his thrusts. He hitched his legs up higher and his head fell back with a groan as Greg took hold of his ankles. Mycroft hands buried in Greg's hair as Greg encouraged Mycroft's legs to wrap around his back, leaning closer and driving the sensations ever higher. "Gregory..." "Oh, please don't call me that now..." Mycroft huffed a breathless chuckle. "why love? Is it having an effect?" "Uhuh..." "What if I instead chose Inspector?" Greg whined. "don't" "Don't what, Inspect-/AH!/" he cried out as Greg slammed in hard. He grinned as Mycroft glared up at him. "I said don't." "Cheeky bastard."Mycroft groaned as Greg took hold of his legs again and pushed them up, the action moving him deeper inside. Mycroft stretched an arm down, pushing Greg's boxers further off his arse only to grab at it the second it was revealed. Greg let out a strangled groan, quickening his thrusts in search of a release. He knew he couldn't last much longer and one glance down at Mycroft told him he wasn't fairing much better. "My... Mycroft?.." "Mm?" "Close..." "Mmm.." He reached out and pulled Greg close, Greg thrust freely as he chased his building orgasm, Mycroft snuck a hand down between them to wrap around himself, only needing a simple touch to drive his arousal to the brink.He sighed deeply as he came, fingers digging into Greg's shoulder as his orgasm took over, opening his eyes just in time to see Greg grunt and swear through his own release.
Mycroft stared up at Greg as he stilled, blinking open his eyes he grinned.
"What?"
Mycroft smiled. "Nothing, love."
"Are you okay?"
"Yes... You?"
Greg merely grinned again. "Great."
He pulled carefully out and flopped down next to Mycroft, he whined as Mycroft tugged his arm, rolling over until they were facing.
"Next time, it's my turn."
Greg grinned. "oh I look forward to it , love."
Mycroft pulled him close, kissing Greg deeply until Greg wriggled away.
"Mm, go to sleep."
"Worn you out, have I?"
"I'm an old man 'Croft, only got one go in me these days."
"You're such a catch."
"I am, I'm practically a God, my prowess knows no bounds. Now go to bloody sleep."
Mycroft smirked, dropping a cheeky. "Yes Sir." before curling up next to him.
Greg merely opened one eye to glare at him before tucking himself in close.
