Sherlock eventually got out of the shower completely confused about his feelings for John, if that was even what they were. Even the great Sherlock Holmes couldn't even sort out his feelings. It was tearing him apart inside he hurt but he didn't know why. He paced around in his room eventually he settled for curling in a ball, and ignoring John whenever he would call for him he hated to admit it but he was crying yet again.
John eventually gave up calling for Sherlock. He still hadn't told him about his dreams... the nightmares that couldn't go away. The upcoming of the flatmate's attraction for each other only pushed them back. The nightmare was the same every night.
It was flashbacks from the night Moriarty took John.
Moriarty stood there watching John intensely who was tied to a pole standing up. John head bobbed slightly as he opened his eyes.
"
Oh goody you're awake,"
John could feel a warm liquid gliding it's way down his face, he immediately recognized it as blood. John could barely muster the strength that it took to respond.
"Jim?... from the hospital?"
"Glad I made such and impression on you," Moriarty smirked
His glare was ice cold. John was wanting to slip back into the black embrace of sleep. When pain struck the side of his face pulling him away from sleep.
"You're a pet to him you know? You're nothing to him he is keeping you around for show and tell. But you see more in him, yet he continues to overlook you. You like him, you like Sherlock Holmes."
Jim forcefully grabbed the doctor's chin making stare into his cold, dead, eyes. His lips slowly curved into a grin. He turned around and walked a bit away, and within a blink of an eye he was back making john jump.
"
You would like to feel him close up wouldn't you." His hands began running up John. "You want to feel his hands desperately grabbing on like if he were to let go he would fall off." Jim continue now pulling on John's hair, "You want to know how his lips feel when they are pressed up against yours. The burning heat of passion flowing through them. His teeth nipping at your neck leaving bruises." He began to untie the ropes. "But most of all you want to know how good it would feel choking down the entire length of his cock. Or the feeling you would only get when you were stuffed onto his cock." Jim groped between John's legs nibbling at his ear lobe causing him to squirm. Suddenly he threw him on the ground putting on a vest covered in explosives and a large coat to cover it.
"If I noticed who else has?"