a/n: sorry I haven't updated in ages but I have had some things to deal with but I'm back now
Sherlock woke up feeling content and for the first time fulfilled like he had actually done something amazing. He looked over and there was John on his bed, it was at that moment he had remembered yesterdays events and while fun he knew there would be consequences for being so stupid as to kiss john infront of most of Scotland yard. He didn't really want to get up he was happy lying in bed next to John. But, all to soon it ended as John woke up.
"Morning sleepy," Sherlock grinned.
"How long have you been watching me sleep Sherlock," john yauned
"15 minutes maybe I wasn't really paying attention," Sherlock sighed
Sherlock got up and made some tea for him of course, if John wanted any he would have to get it himself. He didn't get any cases in the morning at all he didn't care that much though he just sat with John. He wanted John now more though that before they were... Well whatever they are now. Not just to have around physically too. This was odd for sherlcok and he tried to represe it, every time he felt like just going over to John and ripping off his clothes he just walked away. This could be a problem for him he lived with the man.
He was brought out of his thoughts by John.
"Sherlock, umm..." Was all John could get out, he just stared at Sherlock in disbelef .
"What ? John. What ?" Sherlock franticly tried to figure out what he was doing that unnerved John so much, then he noticed it. John blatently staring. He had been thinking about John stripping and in the process it seems excited himself to much.
"Oh shit" sherlock managed to splutter out. He had to do something, John was just staring at his pants, oh god what could he do.
He did probably one of the most stupid things he could have done. He got up off his chair grabbed John thrust him in the chair and planted his lips on him. Doing so only arroused him more, and to his surprise he wasn't the only one he could feel John underneath him. Sherlock was sucking John's neck, and practically riding him. John just sitting there letting Sherlock do what he wanted. He couldn't help himself he wanted to get up he knew sherlock would regret this later but he couldn't, he wasn't concentrating on Sherlock at all. He didn't know how long they had been cought in passion but it didn't seem long, till the inevitable happened sherlock realised what he was doing he got up and ran to the bathroom. What had he just done ? No he was fighting himself he wouldn't go back out till he had calmed down. No john couldn't make him feel like this, it wasn't aloud. It was then he realised how fully he had wanted this and seemingly needed it too. His body had controls of him this had never happened before. He had to go and change, he couldn't let John see that his trousers were damp. He ran to his room and locked the door. No-one could see him like this overcome by his own body, his own desire to have sex with his best friend. He couldn't allow this to happen ever again.
very short chapter sorry for that just thought I'd spice things up a bit. Will it work out ? Will sherlock accecpt that he is a normal person ? Or will he repres everything ? Please rate thank you to everyone that has it means alot