Sleeping together

Question from @TARDIS_Tymeclock: Do you two sleep together? If so, what do you do in bed? Explain in full detail.

#(Main Room)#

J: We sleep together.

S: In every sense of the word.

J: Some nights in bed, I'll just be reading a book and Sherlock will be prancing around his mind palace. Even if he's on a case, he'll come lay beside me. That is, if we're at the flat.

S: But most night John's far too busy being naked and under me to be reading a book.

J: ...You could at least be a tad more subtle, Sherlock.

S: Subtle doesn't answer a question like this in FULL detail, John.

J: I'm assuming details as in what we like, what we don't... kinks?

S: Mm. I imagine so.

J: I'd say what we do in bed.. varies.

S: Quite imaginative. We could give Irene a run for her money.

J: We're not /that/ kinky.

S: Remember that time you got ill and we played doctor? --

J: Sherlock!

S: Perhaps that's a story best left to the imagination.

J: They did want detail.. Maybe just not that story?

S: The beach house?

J: God, /no./

S: *chuckles* John's is rather fond of foreplay.

J: And Sherlock is stupidly good at teasing for. For hours.

S: There's often foreplay involved when we're in bed. John likes to have his nipples played with, for example, and can happily lay there and let me explore. Catalogue everything.

J: I'm shocked. I thought I'd be embarrassed by a sex question but Sherlock makes it sound so.. intimate.

S: It is. No matter what we're doing.

J: And trust me, we do a lot.

S: All sorts of positions. My personal favourite is riding John. I know he loves it to.

J: I do. For someone who successfully convinced the whole world he was the damn poster child for asexuality, he sure has a demanding and impressive libido.

S: I can't help it. You're just so gorgeous.

J: *scoffs* Yeah, I'm the gorgeous one. Right.

S: We haven't really gone into a wealth of detail..  

J: What more can be said? Unless I start to describe how it feels to have your mouth on me.

S: *licks lips* Pray tell, John.

J: *blushes* Joking, Sherlock.

S: No, no. Details they want, detail they get.

J: Ugh, fine. It's amazing, damn it. God, his lips! They're absolutely perfect for.. you know, /that/. Form a damn heart shape, I swear it. They're soft too, like he's used ChapStick or something. And... And I'm going to stop now because these images in my head lead to certain.. issues.

S: I'm scared to think what would happen if he started on my arse. He has a bit of a fixation.

J: Stand up.

S: *does as told*

J: Turn.

S: *does as told*

J: I rest my case.

S: *laughs and sits* So, lips on places, arses in the air and foreplay are common in our bedroom. What else?

J: There was that one time we experimented with the riding crop.. and Irene's little 'gift' to you.

S: It was a rush. But I don't think it's something either of us would enjoy on a regular basis. Perhaps when one of us is feeling particularly submissive or dominant.

J: We haven't fallen into roles or anything like that. We just go wherever the mood takes us that night. Although in terms of tops and bottoms, I tend to top.

S: I disagree. It's fairly even.

J: Hmm.. No. It's not. 70-80% of the time, I'm topping.

S: You may be inside me more often but that doesn't mean you're in control more often. Like I said, me riding you is one of our favourites.

J: Definitely.

S: And it's not like every session is about control.

J: Of course not. But some are. - After cases, Sherlock loves to be in control. The adrenaline he's still got coursing through him.. Jeez. Before we were together, he was like a hyperactive puppy, running around the flat. Now, I benefit considerable amounts. Rare is it that after a case, Sherlock doesn't take me home and all but pins me to the bed.

S: I like it when John gets jealous. Then I'm the one getting pinned to the bed. I love it when John gives me love bites, or grips at my hips.

J: *stares at Sherlock*

S: *stares back*

*both explode in a fit of giggles*

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