Hey, there! Ok, so I have to tell in advance: This was my first slash chapter ever! On top of that, this is my first slash chapter translated into English ever. I promise that it gets better over time, though I don't know whether this is actually that bad or I'm just really harsh to myself :D
So, yeah, here's some slash or lemon or whatever the hell you want to call it ;)

Enjoy yourselves ^^

Kats

Closeness

"I love you too, Sherlock." he whispered to the pale nape and placed a gentle kiss on it.

Sherlock pressed him to himself even stronger and ran his hand up into the short hair. They wanted to make the most of their reunification. John slowly freed himself from Sherlock's grip, looked up to him, let his look wander from Sherlock's eyes down to his mouth and leaned towards him. The younger followed his actions, tilted his head slightly and leaned down to his smaller friend. The rhythm of their hearts got more hectically and after they both skipped a beat when their lips met, their pulse rose again.

John gently ran one hand up and down on Sherlock's back, the other he lightly pressed onto his neck. Sherlock's didn't stay idle and while with his one hand he continued stroking John's head, he placed the other on his chest, slowing moving it up to his shoulder.

After a few seconds the kiss intensified. Got more demanding. Over and over again they separated just to press against each other again. After a while Sherlock's tongue stroke John's lips and he willingly opened for it. The deep kiss drew both protagonists into its game and they began to quietly and gaspingly breath into it.

Sherlock's hand ran down from John's shoulder back his chest and beyond searching for a possibility to get under his jumper. When it found an entrance it ran all over the muscular body until it pressed him backwards gently but determined. Willingly John gave in to his partners' demand and laid down on the sofa lengthwise. He, too, ran his fingers over the younger one's body now and began to unbutton his shirt. When he had done it they removed shirts and jumper, but immediately sank into the passionate kiss again.

For a moment John withdrew his lips from Sherlock's to ask him to transfer this to the bedroom. The younger pulled him up in a kiss and didn't break the contact after this either, but pushed him along into his bedroom. He closed the door behind him and promptly John tried to take over control by pushing Sherlock against the door and unbearably slow ran his hands over the pale body. When he stopped shortly before reaching the waistband of his trousers and moved up again instead to massage his nipples, Sherlock moaned quietly. Now John's mouth wandered down to the neck of the taller one and kissed gently at first, got more demanding over time and every now and then bit into the sensitive skin. Sherlock moaned voicelessly multiple times. When John noticed that his partner was hardly able to stand upright any more, he pressed himself against the slim body in support, placing one of his legs between Sherlock's and stroking the bump in this trousers with it.

Sherlock thought he couldn't last a lot longer and took all his strength and will together to push John towards the bed. He clawed into the smaller one's shoulders and united their lips in a kiss with all of his passion, bent his leg so his knee pressed against John's crotch. Same one moaned intemperately, but Sherlock sealed his mouth again immediately. He pushed down his partner onto the bed and then pulled him up on it when he knelt over him.

With the left hand Sherlock took care of John's left nipple, then he placed his passionate kiss into his neck and John moaned quietly, tilted his head for Sherlock to reach better. Then he felt Sherlock's right hand running down his side, laying down on his completely swollen bump and massaging it with a firm grip. John nearly lost his self-control and repeatedly moaned in a rough voice while trying to do Sherlock the favour himself, though he could hardly concentrate on his hand and therefore gave up only after a short time which resulted in Sherlock protesting in a sigh.

Still he ran his soft lips over John's collarbone down to take over from his own hand, which then ran down between their bodies to open his own trousers.

Relieved by his newly won freedom from his tightened waistband he breathed a sigh onto the older one's skin and then began to enclose his nipple with his lips, nibbling at it every now and then.

"Ngh!" came across John's lips and made the detective look up in his face without removing neither his hand from John's crotch, nor his mouth from John's, by now pretty overstrained, nipple.

The lust in his partner's distorted face and same one's continued moans broke his hesitation and he opened, for John's relief, his overstrained trousers as well. Then he removed both their trousers and short .

One more time he ran his fingers over John's muscular body until he reached his hips. He pulled up the smaller one's legs and laid them on his pelvic bone, carefully slipping one finger into John's arse.

"Just relax." he whispered to the older before he used more fingers to prepare his partner. After a short time Sherlock pulled out his fingers again and pushed forward his erection quickly to not give John a chance to tense up before he had even entered him.

John clenched his teeth and tried to suppress a cry of pain as hard as possible, but when Sherlock's fingers grabbed his prick and moved in the same rhythm as his hips, the meanings of pain and lust just became the same and he allowed himself to just let go, clawed into the sheet and after a while both came with each other's name on their lips.

They had laid still for a while. John's head on Sherlock's chest, just saying nothing at all.