John reached out for Sherlock as the slender man slid into their bed.
"Okay?"
Burrowing into John's hold Sherlock nodded, pulling close and pressing his head against the muscular chest, revelling in the solid thud of the doctor's heartbeat.
Pressing a soft kiss on the top of the curly head John stroked a hand down Sherlock's back, coming to rest on his hip before rocking his own hips forward in invitation.
"Hmmm." Full lips smiled as Sherlock's tongue shot out and swiped across a tempting pink nipple.
John sucked in a breath, arching against the wet marauder, taking the attack as invitation to retaliate he cupped plush buttocks, then slid his hands down muscular thighs, pulling them to wrap around his waist.
They made barely a sound as they lost themselves in each other's bodies, their eyes as they met time and time again said all that was needed…. 'I'm here for you'…. 'I love you'…. 'Nothing will come between us'…
And in the aftermath, as they lay entwined, breathing slowly returning to normal, only then did they break the silence that surrounded them.
"It's all over then?"
"It will be, once the police and army take back the city." John sighed. "I wish it hadn't come to that though.
"And us?"
"One day I promise, one day we'll go back."
That's it folks - the final chapter. Maybe, one day, I'll sequel it, with the story of what happened after the country returned to normal - who knows? Until then I want to thank everyone who has read, reviewed, followed and favourite this story - put up with the twists and turns, and the frustration that is a story in 221 word chapters!
Nothing else to say - just...THANK YOU VERY MUCH!