Sherlock could not control himself, he took John's shoulders and slammed him against the tile of the shower. He put his hands on either side of John's shoulders. John stared at Sherlock, as he saw the passion in his eyes. Sherlock leaned in and began to kiss John's neck.
John closed his eyes his left hand grasped Sherlock's hip and his right hand slammed on the tiling. Sherlock's tongue played on John's skin like a snake on the water. His breath got deeper and he exhaled on John's neck, John winced as the heat amplified the sensation. John took his right hand off the tiles and slowly ran them through Sherlock's hair just before he forcebly grasped the dark brown curls.
The sudden pain shot through Sherlock's body, stopping his current prospect of John's neck. He moaned as the tingling finished passing through his body. John looked over at Sherlock as he saw the pain bringing pleasure to Sherlock.
He then dug his fingertips into Sherlock's body hip, feeling himself barely breaking skin. Sherlock smiled as the quick jolt of pain brought him more pleasure. The moan released more warm breathe that lingered on John's skin.
"Sherlock..." John said as he knew this foreplay was taking too long.
Sherlock lifted his head from John's neck, he smiled in a very demon like manner as he saw John fill with uncontrollable emotions. He took his right hand from the side of John's shoulder. He grabbed his neck and massaged it slightly before he grasped tightly. John's eyes shot open as this pain brought him pleasure just as it brought Sherlock pleasure.
"Well John, I can see why you were an army Doctor." Sherlock said in a chuckle. They stared at each other intently as Sherlock loosened his grip on John's neck. He took his hand and slowly traced John's chest, curling his fingers around John's nipples, making his way to John's belly button. John prepaired as he knew Sherlock's final destination.
Sherlock lingered at John's belly button, seeing the torture and want in John's face. He knew what he wanted, but Sherlock wanted something else. John looked at him, seeing the intent in Sherlock's eyes.
"Please..." John said in an innocent tone. Sherlock smiled, but he wanted more. He dug his fingers into John's side as he leaned in to lick John's chin.
"Oh god, please!" John screamed.
There it was, John begged, just as Sherlock wanted. The moment the words scratched their way out of John's mouth, Sherlock took his hand and wrapped it around his erect penis.