'I think its time you returned the favor'

John abandoned the straddle and moved to stand directly infront Sherlock, he looked down at the detective and couldnt help but say

"Bloody hell, you are so beautiful".

Sherlock blushed, did John just call him beautiful ?.Nobody had ever called Sherlock beautiful before, in fact nobody had ever complimented him before, the the closest thing to a compliment he got was when Donovan called him a 'freak'. Sherlock stared at John for a while before saying

"Well thats obviously not ture, im a freak remember but thank you". John furrowed his brow.

"Sherlock I bloody mean it you are the most beautiful human being I think I have ever laid my eyes on". Sherlock moved to stand opposite John and laced his fingers in the doctors and kissed him deeply, it was passionate, loving, 'a-fucking-mazing' John thought, Sherlock held Johns hand and guided him to his bedroom.

"Sherlock what are you doing?". John asked the beautiful man.

"John, Im returning the favor". A big grin spread across Sherlocks face as he pushed the older man onto the bed, pulling off his jumper in the process. John lay on the bed, his top half exposed. Sherlock layed on top of John, examining his skin every pore and imperfection, Sherlock then moved up to look at John's scar and kissed it softly.

"You are such a brave man". Sherlock ran his fingers through his hair and looked into Johns warming brown eyes "You turly are". John giggled

"I'm glad you think im brave but im not I was just a doctor". Sherlock slowly started to plant kissies on Johns neck and down toward his hips

'In' kiss 'my' kiss 'eyes' kiss 'you' kiss 'are the' kiss 'bravest'. Sherlock started to nibble at Johns hip bone John moaned with pleasure

hip bone - good - noted

Sherlock the moved upwards to Johns belly button and nibbled it.

"Ow Sherlock that hurts".

.

belly button - bad - noted

John pulled Sherlocks head up away from his belly button and pointed to his collar bone

"Trust me, its a bit of a tender spot".

The detective bit his lip and nodded he slowly made his way up to Johns collar bone and started to suck and bite. John responded by grabbing onto Sherlocks thick brown curls. Sherlock bit down hard on the skin John groaned.

collar bone - amazingly good - noted

"Sher- sherlock, good god". John moaned, he was breathing heavy now completly aware of his growing eretion, John prayed that Sherlock wouldnt notice his hard on.

"John I know what your thinking, but im thinking you should let me sort your problem for you".