John Watson was nervous. He was stood in the aulter waiting for Sherlock. Silas was stood next to him with the rings looking as cute as ever. Mrs Hudson was Sherlock's 'maid of honer', Wendy was the flower girl, Jamieson was the paige boy and Mycroft was walking Sherlock down the isle. Everyone from Johns first wedding (his guests anyway) was there and Jamieson's grandparents were there for Holmes. Lestrade and Clarky were there for both of us.

Finally the music started playing and Wendy walked in scattering flowers then came Mycroft walking with Holmes. John's breath caught in his throat as he saw Holmes in a new suit and hsi hair washed and slicked back. Mycroft gave over Sherlock's hands to John and both Sherlock and John smiled at each other. "All stand. . ."

(skip to vows)

"I belive both parties has written their own vows." The minister said and gestured to me.
"Sherlock. I have knowen you for seventeen years. At first we were aquantenses and then friends and then best friends. Soon however we were brothers in arms. Brothers in everything but blood. Soon though I fell in love with you. Everyday we have been together in these past two years have been the happiest times of my life. I wish to spend my entire life with you and our three children. And Mrs Hudson, Gladstone and Mycroft of course." John smiled. The minister then gestured to Sherlock to begin.
"John. What do I say? for the fist time in my life I'm lost or words and deductions. All I can really say is I have loved you for so long and hated myself for it. That is until I met Liza and fell in love with her. She died given birth to our son and I thought I would never love again. That was until you came back into my life. I fell in love with you all over again. And I still do," Sherlock said and John smiled.
"I now pronounce you man and man," the minister said. Sherlock and John kissed and cheers rose up. John coulnd't belive how happy he was.

Soon Sherlock and John arrived at their honeymoon destination. They were only there for three days so they could get back to the kids who were being looked after by Mrs Hudson and Mycroft. As soon as the door closed John claimed Sherlock's lips in a passionate kiss. Sherlock moaned and felt himself hardoning quikely. John brougt his hips towards Sherlocks and ground himself against him and both moaned. "Bedroom," Sherlock panted. John pulled Sherlock's legs around his waist and carried his husband to the bedroom. Clothes were being torn from bodies in despiration for skin on skin. John grabbed his tousers and pulled out a bottle of oil.
"This will hurt Sherlock," John panted.
"Just do it John," Sherlock moaned. John quikely prepared Sherlock and thrust forward.
"SO. . . HOT. . . SO. . . TIGHT!" John howled. Sherlock moaned loudly and wriggled his hips causing John to moan loudly again. John begain to thrust in and out of Sherlock's tight hot body and sucked on every avaliable peice of skin. Soon Sherlock cried out and John stopped fearing he had hurt his husband.
"OH GOD JOHN! DO THAT AGAIN!" he cried. John compled and soon Sherlock was cumming all over their chests screaming John's name. The constricting feeling of Sherlock's channel sent John over the edge with a scream of Sherlock's name.

After they had celaned up both cuddled up to each other and fell into a contented sleep.