“Sherlock,” he groaned, shockingly loud and jarring. “Sherlock. I need to-. Please let me-”
Sherlock lifted his head, face strained and glistening with perspiration and snarled at him. “Touch me, then. John.”
So John did. Leaned his weight on Sherlock’s knees and lunged forward until his face was close enough to get knocked by Sherlock’s hand, knuckles dragging across his cheek as Sherlock twisted his wrist. John gasped a little, rendered high just from breathing in musk and lube, the tangy, heavy, hot scent of sex. Colorless eyes burned at him, angled and set off by dark hair, curls damp and sketching circles across his forehead. John watched and watched, needed it like breathing, dropped his eyes to the scattering of moles that embellished fair skin, dropped further to the purple head of the cock, appearing and disappearing just under his nose.
He opened his mouth and licked, and for the first time that day, that hopeful motion of his tongue was fruitful, washed across sharp knuckles, velvety plump skin, gathered the liquid, bitter flavor of precome and lube. He wanted more, leaned in harder, pressing Sherlock’s knees outward until they were flat against the sheet, opened his mouth wide to engulf everything he could, fingers and cock, slurping rudely in an effort to create suction.
Sherlock released himself, flung his hands over his head and arched his back deeply. “Yes,” he growled, and John growled back, sliding a hand up one shaking thigh to surround Sherlock’s scrotum, diddle underneath, slyly press against his arsehole, conveniently lubed from excess and dribble. He shoved his own pants down enough to release his cock, grinding it on the foot of the chaise as he worked up and down Sherlock’s length, finger twisting its way inside him to the musical accompaniment of Sherlock’s low cries.
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[ETA: Story complete and now posted: over 1k more words and more gifs for your pleasure:]
When John signs up to partner with Sherlock Holmes in photography class, he never guesses it will end up with him balls-deep in his study partner’s arse. Easy A?