Day 25: With Toys (sequel to Day 22)
"So, show me what else you bought at that shop."
"Well," Sherlock replies, wiggling to the side of the bed to reach under. "Technically, I didn't buy this. I had a coupon. A few coupons, actually."
"What th—" John climbs over to lay next to Sherlock, his head hanging off the side of the bed. "What the hell did you buy?"
"Well, I got more lube," Sherlock pulls three tubes from under the bed. "Since you threw away three and practically ate the other three."
"At least I used them on you," John argues, examining the new tubes.
"And I bought those underwear you so eagerly devoured yesterday," Sherlock adds.
"Mmm," John moans, recalling the beautiful purple panties hugging Sherlock's crotch. "We definitely need to invest in more pairs."
Sherlock smiles. "Ah-ha!" he cries. "Here we go."
John looks under the bed again. "What else have you got down there? Why was this so difficult to find?"
"I have many shoe boxes under here, John. I put what I bought in a shoe box."
Sherlock pulls the shoe box up and turns onto his back, still hanging his head off the side of the bed. John follows, enjoying the look of Sherlock's hair falling to the floor.
"So," Sherlock announces. "First, I found this."
He pulls out a blue cock ring with a battery pack hooked to it.
"Oooh," John sounds, taking it from Sherlock. He presses a button on the battery pack and it starts to vibrate. "Oooh," John sighs, sounding very interested.
Sherlock smiles. "And then I found these."
The second thing he pulls out is a string of anal beads.
John's eyes grow wide. "Wow."
Sherlock looks at him. "Problem?"
John takes the string and examines it. "Just not anything I thought you'd be interested in."
"Why not? The store salesman said they feel good. He even offered to—" Sherlock abruptly stops.
"To…what?"
"Nothing."
John eyes him. "Remind me not to let you go back to this store alone."
Sherlock pulls out the last thing in the box to distract John. "And I got this!"
John eagerly takes the quite large silicon vibrator from Sherlock. "So," he wonders, "Where do we start?"
Sherlock starts by stretching John with the new sweet-smelling lube. He sucks the head of John's cock while he drives his fingers in and out, driving John mad.
"Just come up here," John begs, pulling at Sherlock's hair.
Sherlock licks the precome pooling on John's belly. "Not yet."
John whines, and Sherlock pulls his fingers out after not long of preparation.
"I want to do the beads," Sherlock says.
John nods. "Fuck me after."
"Oh," Sherlock grins. "I plan to."
Sherlock gently pushes the beads into John one by one until only the finger handle is out of John. He licks his lips and stares at where John's body is eagerly swallowing the toy.
"Ready?" he asks, blinking his gaze up to John's face.
"Come here," John says, pulling at Sherlock's arm until Sherlock sits up and shifts to John's side. John grabs his cock and strokes lightly. "Go ahead."
Sherlock bites his lip and twists the beads inside John, then pulls the first bead out.
John moans. "Oh, that felt great," he sighs, still stroking Sherlock.
"Hang on," Sherlock says, grabbing the cock ring. He fastens it on himself and pulls the second bead out of John.
John moans again. "Yeah, keep going."
Sherlock pulls the next three beads out, John arching off the bed and stroking Sherlock faster. Experimentally, John turns the ring on and Sherlock cries out, yanking another bead out of John without warning.
John turns the ring off and Sherlock catches his breath. "Good?" he asks.
Sherlock eagerly nods, catching his breath. "Bloody amazing. Are you ready for the last few?"
John nods.
Sherlock leans over and takes John's cock in his mouth, then pulls the beads out of John at a healthy speed. John groans and clutches at Sherlock's hair, coming deep down Sherlock's throat with another loud moan.
"Oh god, Sherlock!" John cries.
Sherlock gets back between John's thighs, then slowly pushes his cock in. John's legs wrap around him, then John reaches down to flick the ring back on again.
Sherlock falls over John, digging his fingers into John's hair and thrusting wildly. The sensation from John's body and the ring is almost too much, but he comes not even a minute after entering John.
Sherlock quickly gets the ring off, then falls back over John. "Oh my god," he sighs against John's neck.
"Good?"
"Just wait until you feel it."
John strokes up his back. "We've still got to use the other thing."
Sherlock smiles; John feels it against his skin.
"Next time," Sherlock says. "You can watch me fuck myself with it while I suck you off."
John's nails dig into Sherlock's back. "How many more coupons do you have?"
"A few. Why?"
"Did they have a good selection of vibrators?"
Sherlock chuckles. "Well…"