Chapter 5: The Reunion

Weeks later at Baker Street Sherlock was busy working on a very important experiment in the kitchen, John was sitting at his laptop writing on his blog, the sound from his typing filled the flat.
Sherlock sighed from the annoying sound he was trying very hard to ignore it, but it became too much for him.
"Could you type a little more quietly or try at least. I´m working here" He rolled his eyes
"So am I Sherlock sorry if the sound annoys you" He huffed
"Never mind. My experiment failed anyway, it´s not the typing but me failing. I can´t do anything right anymore"
John turns on the chair "That is not true, you do have a lot on your mind and that is the real reason. You know that pretty damn well"
"No shit Sherlock" He teased and went to make a cuppa "Do you want some tea if I don´t fail at making one" He grinned
"You are insane to do you know that" John teased "Sure I want a cuppa, could definitely use one"
"Insane? No that is a new one John, one I would never have guessed"
"Shut up will you, there´s no need to be rude" He grinned and took the cup he handed him, Somehow it seemed like Sherlock was turning into being him again. For the past week, he never mentioned Jim once, John hoped it would stay that way.
"Rude? I am not being rude, it´s not my style" He smiled and sat down "So what are you writing?"
John shook his head "I did some changes to the layout and added some few words into some of our cases" he sipped his tea
"Let me see the new layout" He smiled and sipped his tea
"You want to see, all right" He chuckled low and turned the laptop
"Looks very good and better than before, no offense John" He chuckled
"Yeah, there is always room for some improvements on my blog. I´m glad you like it"
"I do like it and should pay some more attention to what you are doing" he smiled
"Yeah you should" he chuckled

One week later elsewhere in London

Jim had to meet Sherlock and soon. He saw him a few times but Sherlock never noticed him, for more than a few reasons. Jim had been disguised not to reveal himself to the detective. Then he made sure to hide when he was him only wearing his black sunglasses as his disguise.
He sighed thinking about that one day he was standing right next to Sherlock when he was waiting for a cab, even he wasn´t noticed by him.
The urge to say "Hi" had been horrible for Jim the word was rolling on his tongue but hit his teeth, he simply couldn´t do it. The days he was standing on the other side of the street watching the big black door having the famous number 221b, were many. He even stood there in pouring rain letting his eyes travel up the windows wondering what Sherlock was doing. Not to forget how many times he was close to text or call him but he never did.
Jim was losing his mind running out of patience he had to do something if Sherlock didn´t. He glared at his phone waiting for the call or text saying something about a meeting. Why couldn´t he just take the damn step, Jim wanted him to take the step be the one to contact him.
"How long can you resist Sherlock? There will come a day where the need for me will make you call, so before that day comes why not take the step, why be so stubborn driving yourself insane?" He mumbled
Now Jim how will you handle it when the text or call comes? He never thought about it or it did cross his mind but he ignored it, he had other things on his mind about Sherlock. How it would be like to finally meet him again.
"Come on Sherly take the step, then again your doctor could be in the way. Does he really control your life that much, no he is not in the way no one tells you how to handle stuff.
Tick tock tick tock, the hours are passing by. Sherlock takes your phone do something, he thought. Almost at the same time, his phone buzzed on his bedside table, he reached out for it. He nearly dropped it when he saw the text
*We need to talk. SH.*
Jim smirked licking his lips; finally, you came to your senses. A bubble was blown from his gum while texting him back
*Time and place. JM*. He sends the text waiting for him to text back
*How does tomorrow sound, 221b at 1 o´clock?" SH*
Jim paced the floor while typing him back *I will be there Sherly. JM*.

He was about to type virgin boy but no need to do that, he would so get the chance to call him that tomorrow. He felt the heat teased down his spine and his crotch. He wanted Sherlock more than ever but preparations had to be taken, he was after all a virgin.
Jim checked his drawer for lube a smirk spread on his lips, could Sherlock, in fact, have lube? Well, he couldn´t be sure with a detective and his naughty fantasies which he surely had. A handsome man like Sherlock had a sexual need like anyone else. No one would ever hear him admit it only John would know if he was sharing such a thing with him. You will share them with me you just don´t know it yet.
For the rest of that day Jim was busy with tomorrow, he would get what he wanted and dreamt about for years now. He was getting so very excited he could hardly stand to wait.

Mean while at Baker Street Sherlock was nervous what to expect from Jim tomorrow, he would probably think John was there or came back very shortly when finding out he was alone.
John left for a reunion with some old friends so they were alone tomorrow. He has never been this nervous in his entire life anything could happen when he was face to face with Jim again.
He went to his bedroom looking at the bedside table he sat down and pulled the drawer out, he took the lube turning it in his hand. The well-known teaser wrapped around his spine, his need for Jim grew stronger. The lube went back into the drawer, fact was he would be so disappointed if they didn´t end in his bed having sex.
"I want you so very badly Jim and I do hope you want me as much" He mumbled and closed the drawer

The next day at Baker Street

Only minutes now before Jim would be there and Sherlock was literally shaking, his breathing and heartbeat was a mess. He had to calm down before Jim was there he took a deep breath and went to the window. As he stood there he felt a soft smile spread on his lips, a reason for the smile was how he was wearing his purple shirt. After all, it was a reunion a very special one and he wanted to make a good impression on Jim, or more like driving him insane. The purple shirt did suit him even Mrs. Hudson told him how good it looked on him she did tease him from time to time. John also told him and Molly. He smirked so now you are next Jim. I will get what I want today.
Jim was in his car seconds from the famous flat he smirked, today Sherly I will make you mine all mine. He felt the heat inside him when he stood out of the car. He walked across the street the eyes focused on the black door, he did glare up at the windows before he knocked on the door. The few minutes he waited felt like ages, then it opened and there he was the famous detective.
"Hello virgin boy" He smiled teasingly
"Shut up or I will spank your criminal ass, now get inside" he smiled as teasingly
"Ohh…was that a threat or a promise" He smirked
"We have to wait and see now won´t we" He locked the door and went upstairs
"Guess so, today will be quite interesting" He followed behind the detective watching that ass, loving the way Sherlock talked to him. The first steps were already taken by them both
"Now please do have a seat" Sherlock locked the door behind him.
"Thanks, virgin boy, feels so good to be back here" He slipped into his chair "So did you kick John out?"
"No, I didn´t, he is at a reunion and won´t be back for the next few days" he smiled "want some tea?" he asked
"Hmmm… so you are all alone" How he loved the sound of that. Then he noticed what shirt Sherlock was wearing, he swallowed. He took his features in you picked the right shirt baby everything was working just as he hoped and so much better "Tea would be nice" he smirked
"Yes I am home alone Jim, I don´t think your mind now do you" He placed the tray on the table and sat down, he did notice how Jim was watching him "Like my shirt"
"Mind? No, I sure don´t mind having you all for myself, I mean it´s been a while" He sipped his tea "I love purple on you Sherly"
He glared at Jim "I heard from time to time how it suits me, so thank you" he sipped his tea
"You are wearing it because of me, don´t you? He leaned forward "You didn´t just choose it for no reason, you have a purpose or agenda, don´t you virgin boy?" he smirked
"Don´t call me that Jim" He snapped
"Or what? Now answer my question"
"Nothing Jim" Sherlock felt so insecure all of a sudden a cold went through him and it surprised him more than he wanted. "I am wearing it because I wanted to wear it"
Jim felt the change and it made him both nervous but it also left him in charge, he could do what he wanted he felt it in more than one way.
He knew how stubborn Sherlock was he wouldn´t give in that easy, but Jim would make him give in hear Sherlock beg for him was not that far away.
"Nothing, ok fine then. I must be delusional. I mean; how can I even get the idea you would wear any color only for me" He pouted
Sherlock blushed, Jim was right but he would never admit it "You delusional? Do I have to comment?" He hated himself for being this cold inside, they finally met again and he was scared or better say in denial like always.
"Hmmm…well no. How come you suddenly don´t have a smart or ironic comment" he stood up and joined Sherlock on the couch glaring at him "Don´t you think it´s time to put your stubbornness aside?" He placed his hand on the couch right beside Sherlock´s leg, in slow motion, a finger went along his leg "be honest for a change" He said in a soft voice
"Don´t touch me" Sherlock snapped and moved away glaring at him
Jim counted to ten, no reason to freak out. He knew how to handle the virgin; he was slippery like an eel but soft as silk, so easy to break if you knew how too. His eyes took his features in "Why?" He moved closer to him
"Because I say so!" His touch felt like electricity and it surprised him in a way he never saw coming. It was the reason why he moved away. He shivered.
"Ohhh…my Sherlock. You are shivering by such a light touch from me. You like it don´t you" Jim smirked and he dared to do the same again.
"I do not have to answer such a question. Now do you mind to stop, respect my words" He sipped his tea
"I will consider it since you are wearing the purple shirt. You did pick that one out for some reason, you can't-fool me Sherly. Why the purple when you have other shirts to wear?" He moved closer having the detective trapped in the corner of the couch.
"Another question I won´t answer, I picked it because it was hanging in my closet" he tried to avoid the real reason.
"Come one virgin boy you do have to try harder than that, you can do so much better," He said amused
"Perhaps, now what did I tell you about calling me that" He watched Jim
"Hmm…you would spank my criminal ass. So is it a promise or a threat detective?"
"I don´t know" He felt uncomfortable being trapped in the corner of his couch he stood up.
"You don´t know how interesting. Do I make you nervous Sherlock?"
"Nervous not at all" He started to pace the floor. Jim had him trapped as he wanted or planned. Why did he behave this way when Jim was finally here? Relax Sherlock why deny everything, you want Jim so lighten up.

Jim stood up without Sherlock´s attention he went behind him because he could, his finger trailing down his spine "Why don´t you relax Sherlock, you are so tense"
A shiver went through him. Do as he says you do want him "Perhaps you are making me nervous, not a common situation for us"
"I have to give you that, we never been this close" He moved his hand from his lower back, across his wrist as he went in front of him "We tricked each other and I know how you did it" he found the eyes of the detective
"So did I Jim" He felt a pleasant chill down his spine, his icy blue finding his dark brown eyes. "Now we meet again"
"Mmm…we sure did Sherl" the jacket buttons were undone by a very delicate movement. He places his hands on his shoulders sliding the jacket off "You wanted us to meet and you did for a while, didn´t you?" His voice was low and seductive
Ohhh…his voice! A pleasant teaser was playing with his spine and crotch. Very strongly he suppressed a moan he cleared his throat "You do have..Many questions James. Here I thought you already knew me" The words slip from him before he can even think, a light blush colors his cheeks
Jim steps back placing both hands on his chest "You are blushing, what a rare sight and all for me. You want more than this, our meeting" he eyes travel down his body and stops at his crotch. "I do wonder what you keep in there…" He makes a mocking grimace at his own words "Not that I don´t already know, but mmmm I want to know" He steps closer to the handsome detective and dares to start on the shirt buttons.
Sherlock shivers through the whole situation, he wants Jim but is held back by his own insecurity and the fact he is a virgin. A new fear nags him, what if John suddenly comes back sooner? Mrs. Hudson does live right downstairs. He looks at Jim with doubtful eyes "Not safe"
"Pardon me? Not safe, well then I guess it´s loaded" Jim chuckles. The doubtful look in Sherlock´s eyes makes him stop; he is not feeling comfortable here. Back at his place, they wouldn´t be disturbed. Nothing will happen today except for one thing a kiss. Jim leans up and very carefully he let their lips crash.
"Of cause you find such a comment amusing" Sherlock sighed. He is stiff as a board but is relaxing more and more letting the kiss happen, by a human reflex his hands end on Jim´s lower back.
Jim was so baffled by everything he grabbed those ridiculous curls, feeling the soft hair makes him shiver. His free hand pulls the detective closer. He slides his tongue between Sherlock´s lips.
What an odd sensation or feeling it confused him hench he never tried to kiss, he pulled Jim closer to the most natural thing in the whole world. Very slowly his lips parted letting their tongues meet, a fire spreads through him, so unbelievable kissing Jim. An investigation of his mouth started for Sherlock every inch was being explored by his tongue.
Jim shivered by how intense the detective was kissing him, his own kiss intensified and he grabbed his ass gently.
Sherlock gasped at the sudden and unexpected action from Jim, his hand traveled up and down his back. In the back of his mind, he still felt insecure and uncomfortable.

They had to breathe so Jim gently broke the kiss, an unpleasant feeling kept bugging him. He would have felt so much better at his own place. The detective´s soft and warm lips and tongue drove him insane he wanted him fully just not today.
Sherlock did say they were alone but he felt there was a risk of being busted, not a chance he would take when he finally had the detective in bed.
Sherlock gently pulled away from him he couldn´t take it any further not here and not today, the timing wasn´t right. He wanted privacy when being with Jim, what if they were busted caught in the act. Not a chance worth taking.
Jim is about to let Sherlock go yet by a reflex he let his hands travel down his back and ass, it receives a light squeeze before he let him go."A little teaser for what´s to come"
By surprise, Sherlock gasps low and before he can even think Jim let go of him. "How kind of you to let me know" he fixes his suit.
"You want more I know so" he leans up to his ear "When you are ready to call or text me, don´t deny how much you want the same as I do" He pulls back turning his back against him, he has to before he attacks Sherlock.
"Ermmm…we´ll see about that now won´t we" he walks past him trying to ignore Jim´s words.
"Denial, denial, we just kissed virgin boy" He looks at him
"Stop calling me that name" he snapped
"You can spank my criminal ass when we meet at my place. Sherlock you know it will happen"
"Perhaps, only time will tell"
"You will call me Sherl"
"What if I don´t, will you call me then" Again the words slip from him, he wants them to meet again.
"We´ll see about that now won´t we" he smirks wanting to drag the tempting detective with him he takes his jacket and turns at the door "I do have lube, so you can leave yours here"
"Is that really so" he blushes and follows Jim downstairs watching him leave.
In the car Jim has a silly and devious smirk playing on his lips; you will call me virgin boy.