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It was 6:30 in the morning and Sherlock was just returning to Baker Street, tired of the case of a guy who had just been reported for the murder of 2 individuals, Sherlock deduced that the 3 individuals belonged to a drug network and the murder was because 1 of these could not take it anymore and decided to get out of their association and the other poor bastard was just a victim of the situation, this case had lasted days or even months if they had not called Sherlock. The case was almost solved, but they had to get hard evidence to put him away, so the night before Sherlock, John, Lestrade and other officers were supposed to be staking out a port where Sherlock deduced the guy would meet his supplier. That was the plan until John said he couldn't go with him because Sara called him on an emergency from the clinic asking if he could go to support due to understaffing, blackmailing him for other times Sherlock had pulled him out of work when they were busy with patients. To this John could not refuse, so saying goodbye to Sherlock he told him that if he managed to catch the suspect he would reward him, promise, kissing him goodbye he left him alone with an idea of what could await him the next day with the only feeling that it would be a good end to this case.
"John, I'm home," Sherlock already removing his scarf noticed how quiet the apartment was, John should be in his room as in the kitchen he only noticed a cup in the sink in which John drank his tea when he came home from work late at night. Suddenly he heard a noise belonging to his room that he and John had shared since they became a couple and started fucking. Any surprises John had prepared would have to wait for later, as even with the adrenaline of the case all he wanted to do was turn his little doctor upside down and make him scream and beg for it, it was a fascination he had acquired since they became a couple. A brilliant contrast, while in the mornings he would cuddle, kiss and snuggle up next to him like a house cat, at night he would corner, tip or press John against any surface sturdy enough.
No longer letting these thoughts continue to fill him with anticipation he went with quick steps to his room, but before entering stopping for a second when he heard a groan coming from inside. "ahh shit-". At these new developments Sherlock only flung open the door to find the image of his soldier on his bed, sweating and partially naked if not for one of Sherlock's purple shirt, Sherlock looked down and saw John's hard cock and the object that was upsetting John seeing only the base of a dildo protruding from his ass with thin strands of lube dripping from the edges.
"Sherlock!, I thought you'd be back later" said John as he tried to cover himself from the embarrassment of being discovered, although he was going to offer himself to Sherlock anyway he still hadn't mustered enough courage and being caught literally fucking himself with a dildo, this was on his shame scale about 10 rungs up.
"And miss my surprise, I don't think so, but I guess I caught you while you were preparing my gift didn't I?" He said in a low tone with a sadistic smile approaching the bed. John tried to move, but Sherlock imprisoned him in her arms with one of her legs between John's legs grinding his cock and kissing him, it was a hungry, rough kiss where lust took over, when he pulled away a little she left them both panting, but not wanting to waste time he quickly brought her teeth to John's neck. "Tell me John what were you thinking while you were shoving this in" he said moving the dildo giving himself the happy surprise that this was not just any dildo, but one that Sherlock had bought John some time ago, but John refused to use. It was long enough to reach his prostate and wide enough so it didn't feel empty, but what made it one of Sherlock's favorites and John's supposed nightmare was that it vibrated up to 10 intensities. As soon as John saw that gift he almost threw it into the Thames, but lo and behold.
"ah-.... Sher....lock noo wait- ah" the move had taken John by surprise, who had struggled a bit with the decision of whether or not to use this, he knew that if he used it he would be at Sherlock's complete mercy, he could knock him down any way he liked.
"Answer John, by the way, where did you put his control, you naughty little thing" he said pulling the dildo completely out and putting it back in.
His cock released a little more fluid, and John was already regretful, but at the same time anxious of what was to come, he debated telling him where he put it, but a quick flick of his eyes was enough for Sherlock to deduce its location.
"I see, with what, keeping things from me, isn't that wrong John? I think someone needs to learn a lesson and I know exactly how to re-educate spoiled brats like you," he said as he reached behind a pillow and pulled the control from behind it. "you need to learn John, that when you are going to do something, in this case a promise, you have to go all the way you can't regret it half way through."
"Sherlock I wasn't- ah" he arched his back as he felt the first pulsation inside him it was slight, but it felt so good against his prostate. "I don't break my promises Sher...lock, you're just sometimes an idiot when- ah - you're in complete control" John said trying to compose himself. The idea of giving up control of himself was both exciting and terrifying, but he knew that in this situation he could only end up giving in.
"With that aside you are rude, I guess you leave me no choice" with one hand he held John's hands above his head, while the other took off the belt with which he held his hands above his head. This only made Sherlock get harder, having his soldier at his mercy was always a good stimulant.
"You son of a- ahh" John yelled as the power went up to 3. With John in his power Sherlock decided to have some fun, first with John's neck, it had been over a week since Sherlock hasn't left a decent mark on John's neck so this one looked even more tempting. "mhh Sherlock, no marks" he tried to say, but he couldn't concentrate much as one of Sherlock's hands was taking over moving the vibrator leaving his cock completely forgotten and deciding to focus on the other sensations.
"Hm I don't think you have much say in this situation John, but if you want to waste your energies with comments that's fine" Sherlock said against his neck after he had left a mark that would soon turn purple, trying to say it with a more neutral tone to disguise how anxious the idea of fucking John when he was completely unarmed and begging him to do it was making him anxious.
"You, wanker- ah Sherlock please" as soon as the words were out of his mouth the vibrator began to buzz louder going up to scale 5, they were both getting more and more anxious and Sherlock wanted to have John as soon as possible, but he controlled himself knowing that his doctor was not far away from starting to beg, along with this Sherlock began to push the vibrator deliberately against his prostate and his mouth moved from her neck to her nipples, with one hand he began to pull and pinch one while the other was attacked by his mouth, making circles with his tongue to proceed to suck and bite it.
"Please what John, tell me" he said in a low, dark tone as he moved up another notch, gritting his teeth as his pants were already too tight, realizing he had only taken off his scarf since entering the apartment because he was too distracted by John's antics. Not to waste time he just took off his coat and unbuttoned his pants pulling them down just enough to get his cock out. This also made John aware of his difference in clothing and the fact that at most he was covered with a shirt that wasn't even his only turned him on more, along with the sight of Sherlock's cock, wide, long, wet and very hard, he could only think of how it would fill him only being able to resemble the vibrations that he hoped would not increase.
"mhhh" is all he could say, he wanted Sherlock to fuck him at once, he wanted the teasing to stop, he wanted Sherlock to touch his cock with his mouth or hands. But all he could say was "More- ah ah ah Sherlock please."
Pausing in his movements with the vibrator, but not lowering the level of the buzzing Sherlock looked John in the eyes" John, I love you, but I told you didn't I, you need to learn a lesson and until I get a good begging from you I will not fuck that greedy hole of yours you spoiled brat."
After saying this, Sherlock turned the power up to level nine. "Ahhhh- Sherl- ah lock please...mhhh ah please" John arched his back and couldn't help but scream the pleasure was too much, but he needed Sherlock to grab his hips and slam into him, to touch his cock, to kiss him.
Sherlock admired the scene he had created, John was in the middle of the messy bed, sweat all over his body, pre seminal fluid draining from his cock to his lower stomach and he kept moaning, it was all he could do. Sherlock wanted to pull out the vibrator and be the one to tease John like this, but he wanted to see how far he could take John, his beautiful companion, friend and ultimately lover. "Tell me John, what do you want?"
John's brain was a fog of excitement, but with all his willpower he managed to say. "You- ah ah ah Sher...lock I want you - mh fuck me please ah- I need you, I want you to mh ah- finish inside...me" the poor guy couldn't even form complete sentences anymore.
Hearing this Sherlock quickly pulled out the vibrator causing a pitiful groan from John, but it was replaced with one of surprise when Sherlock was suddenly on it. "ah aha ah ah yes mh Sherlock harder- ah - please".
Sherlock was panting as soon as he entered John, even though he was stretched by the vibrator he was still tight, and so hot and so... "mhhh John yes I- ah" his mind could no longer think straight he was letting himself go, harder, faster, trying to hit that spot that would leave John seeing stars.
John's cock was trapped between the two grinding against John's stomach and the material of Sherlock's shirt. "ah ah ah sher... sher- ah lock I'm going to ah" Sherlock at the sound of the rest grabbed John's hips harder grinding him into the mattress and began ramming him even harder, always hitting his prostate. " ahhh Sherlock" John squeezed Sherlock as he ended up splashing himself all over his stomach and Sherlock's shirt. "Ahhh John are you ah" Sherlock could take no more and after two thrusts ended up inside John spilling out.
They both fell exhausted on the mattress with Sherlock still inside John. "ah ah ah John that was it" he said exhausted pulling out of John letting his cum spurt out. "Yeah that was something" said John with an amused and pleased smile on his face. Sherlock proceeded to unmoor John and hug him.
"That was the best reward of all," said Sherlock recovered and excitedly. "Shower?" he said placing light kisses on John's neck.
"Help me?" said John a little sleepily as Sherlock stood up and helped John to the bathroom. As Sherlock finished Sherlock arranged the bed so they both finally rested after several days of work, they are finally relaxing together at home.