Anonymous asked: "Sherlock, oh god," John panted over the sound of slapping flesh, eyes squeezed shut. The edge of the able dug into his stomach, but the pain was easy to ignore as Sherlock swiveled his hips, dragging the plump head of his cock over John's prostate. "Fuck!" Long, slender fingers grasped John's hips, pulling them together with each of his thrusts. Sherlock dropped down to lick a long wet strip up John's spine. "You've brought this on yourself," Sherlock's voice, normally steady was now breathy.

chucksauce:

(cont) John could only reply with a whine, his fingers flexing over the top of the table. His cock hung heavy between his legs and swung to and for, the lack of stimulating almost too much. God, if he could just get a hand down under the table… “Those pants,” Sherlock gasped, his eyes darted to the now discarded pair of red pants that lay innocently on the kitchen floor. “Your arse in them is just too tempting.” Sherlock gave a hard slap to John’s bum, at grinned at the resulting moan from John.

DEAR NONNIE YOU HAVE MY FULL PERMISSION TO GO ON…

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