Hello dear readers and reviewers

Stardancing : M. is the big bad wolf. Trying to kill John is a really bad idea, trying to scare them both is a really strange thing to do...really, what does he want exactly?

Boobunny60 : Watch your mouth young lady ;) I forgive you because you seem to suffer but be careful ! :) (btw loved your last chapter of Child oh child)

Catindahat and Wings-Make-Everything-Better : Thank you!

Kakashijewel and watergodesskasey : I promised sexy time, here comes sexy time.

helenecolin : I'm not sure, maybe I will write more about Mycroft. If not here, maybe in another story. For now : alone time in a big mansion on it's way.

Fantasy101 : I'm flattered :) Thank you :) I'd be happy if you keep reading my stories... please :))

Sushie-chan : Yeah! Thanks I like it. Funky Medusa with dancing snakes shaking their booties on disco songs (do snakes have booties? :p)

Miss Crookshanks : I'm maybe a little late but can I haz rainbow cakez? (OMG I switched on lol catz mode ….)

So...as I promised, sexy time in this chapter (at last...this is a M rated story after all!).

Please R&R.

11 – I know

Just as he thought, John didn't see much of the first floor since Sherlock was holding him close and kissing him as if his life depended on it. They crossed the corridor until John's back hit the wall at the end of it. Sherlock was already unbuttoning the doctor's shirt.

"Sherlock," John whispered "maybe we should go to your room."

"Easy." Sherlock put his arm around John's waist and pulled him to his chest. With his other hand he found the closest doorknob and opened the door that was there. "Here we are." He said making John walk backward, his mouth hovering over the doctor's. He took the blond haired man's lower lip between his teeth and licked it.

"John, I love you, I want you..." He said moving his lips to John's neck.

"I want you too, Sherlock." John moaned as he felt the detective's tongue running on his neck's skin from his jawline to his collarbone. "It's just..." Sherlock bit lightly "can we please do this slow, it's just..."

"Anything you want my love." John moaned again, the detective was kissing and licking his chest. "You want me to do things to you? Or...maybe you want to do things to me?"

"No." John sighed. Sherlock stopped kissing the blond haired man's chest and stood straight in front of him, he looked distressed "No, no, no, Sherlock, I want you, I really do, it's just that I can't use my left arm properly and..." the doctor blushed "I've never been with a man before and even if I know what arouses me I'm not sure to know what arouses you..." Sherlock grinned.

"You told me you wanted to make me come screaming your name, what if we start with you, screaming mine?" The detective whispered in John's ear and the man shivered from head to toes.

"I think...Oh God!" Sherlock was now lightly stroking John's cock through the fabric of his pants, his mouth back to the doctor's chest.

"You think...?" Sherlock flicked his tongues on John's nipple.

"No...not anymore..." John panted.

"Good!" The detective kneeled in front of the man he loved. He opened his belt and licked his own lips then he pulled the pants down. John looked at him, following every move he made. When the detective put his thumbs under his underwear's elastic, he gasped, when he pulled it down, releasing his throbbing cock, he moaned.

Sherlock got closer to John and took a peak of is face, he looked absolutely beautiful. The detective bent his head and ran his tongue along John's sex. The doctor sighed and put his right hand on the detective's shoulder. Sherlock did it again and again then took it in his mouth.

"Oh Sh...Oh..."

Sherlock fondled John's balls with his right hand while wrapping the left one around his cock.

"Sherlock..." John had his knees like jelly and was about to collapse. Sherlock set the doctor free. He got up and rolled his arms around the blond haired man's waist pulling him close again.

"What is it love?" He teased, a smile on his lips.

"You're enjoying this aren't you?"

"Oh yes, as much as you do." He crooned leading them in the room. John stumbled on his pants which were still wind around his ankles and fell. Hopefully they were close to the bed's edge and since Sherlock was still holding his lover's waist, they both fell on the sheets.
"This is lacking grace" John chuckled.

"Let me help you..." Sherlock said while completely stripping the man from his clothes. "Where were we?" He asked bending his head and kissing John's belly. "Oh! Somewhere around here" He put his hands between John's thighs and parted his legs. He knelt there and took John's cock back in his mouth. John discovered that Sherlock was really (really!) skilled with his tongue as the detective licked and teased him with it.

"Ah, Sherlock, it feels so good..." He managed to say between two loud moans. His right hand grabbed the headboard, tightly griping it. "Sherlock...".

The detective kept on licking and teasing, his head moving back and forth faster and faster.

"Sherlock...I...can't..."

Sherlock let one of his perfect hands run along John's ribcage. It stopped when it found a nipple and pinched it.

"Oh fuck!" The doctor shouted. He was really close. He could feel Sherlock's hands, Sherlock's lips and more than that Sherlock's tongue on him. He rocked his hips then everything turned blank as he shouted Sherlock's name and let the orgasm take control of him.

After a minute or two during which Sherlock watched his lover's face returning to a more peaceful expression, he crawled up John's body and kissed him.

"Are you all right my love?"

"Yes, I'm more than fine." He kissed the brown haired man's lips again.

"Is it what I taste like?"

"Yes."

"Do you like it? I mean, you didn't do this just because you thought it would please me?"

"I thought you knew me better, John" Sherlock smiled.

"This is a whole new area..."

"I like it."

John felt his man's hard cock on his thigh.

"You..." John said shyly.

"Your face, your scream, your delicate skin on my mouth, all this aroused me but I won't ask you to do anything you're not ready for. Don't worry, I can handle myself."

"Well...If you need a hand." Sherlock grinned and rolled on his back taking John with him.

"Let me show you how I like to be touched." He crooned. He took John's hand and put it on his hardness. He moved it up and down slowly.

John kissed his lover's mouth and opened his fly insinuating his hand into Sherlock's pants. He kept on stroking through the thin fabric of his underwear.

"Am I doing well?" He asked on the soft lips of the brown haired man.

"You are a fast learner, my love. I'm still a little too dressed, aren't I?"

"Undress now!" John said then realised he gave Sherlock an order "Please?" He added and the detective smiled. He pushed his trousers along his white legs and kicked them to the floor. He took John's hand and slid it under his underwear's elastic.

"Touch me, John." That was an order too.

John wrapped his hand around Sherlock's fully erected cock and moved it slowly. The detective inhale sharply. The doctor wanted to see what he was doing he wanted to see his hand moving on Sherlock's length.

"Pull your shorts down!" The detective obeyed with a really slow motion. Finally he freed himself and John could see what he was doing to the man under him. He was mesmerized by it, by his hand slowly pumping, by Sherlock's twitching cock.

Sherlock was watching his lover's face, trying to decipher his emotions, wanting to know if he liked what he was doing, what he saw, then suddenly John quicken his pace and Sherlock closed his eyes and moaned, his hands turned into fists, he wanted to grab John's hair but didn't want to scare him. When he opened his eyes John was leaning over his chest, he bent down and flicked the tip of his tongue on Sherlock's right nipple drawing a moan out of the detective's throat. He bit it and obtained the same result. He did it again alternatively licking and biting while his hand thrust harder. He run is thumb over the tip of the brown haired man's cock and, this time, the detective couldn't help grabbing John's hair. This didn't deter John, in fact it encouraged him to bit harder and move faster. And faster. And faster.

"John...John..." Sherlock growled.

John left Sherlock's nipple for his lips. He kissed hard and stuck his tongue in his man's mouth shutting him up. The detective's right hand was still in John's hair, he put the left one on his lover's hip and moaned in his mouth.

John moved his hand that little faster and Sherlock whimpered in unison with each thrust. Finally he arched his back and came, his body violently shaking.

John released Sherlock's mouth to let him breath and the detective gasped.

"I love you..." He whispered while moving his hand from John's hair to his cheek.

"I know." The doctor gave Sherlock a quick kiss then smiled. He released the detective's cock from his hand and grabbed the box of tissues that was on the bedside table. He cleaned them both and, finally collapsed on Sherlock's side. The detective lazily put his arm around the doctor's waist and the doctor moved to allow the other man to rest his head on his shoulder, what he promptly did.

Soon they both fell asleep.

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More sexy time on the next chapter (only if you review...Funky Bitchy Medusa)