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Benedict!Sherlock

WARNING: contains SMUT, some STRONG LANGUAGE.

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You wrap your legs around Sherlock and he walks backwards, a loud thwack ringing in your ears.

"So... how long has John been gone for?" You says breathlessly, as Sherlock plants kisses on your neck.

"A couple of hours now..." He crashes his lips onto your and you begin unbuttoning his purple shirt.

"... And we can finally have a night together?" You ask him, breaking the kiss.

"Of course..." Sherlock smiles coyly and rips open your shirt, hungrily pressing his lips near your breast.

"Oooo... Ok..." You say quickly and kiss him again.

Sherlock wraps his arms around you and kisses you as he walks into his bedroom and places you gently onto your back. "Fuckin' take me already." You say and Sherlock chuckles, throwing his shirt onto the floor and crawls onto the bed.

You both slowly move back towards the headrest and Sherlock unbuckles his belt. You bite your lower lips and Sherlock take as deep breath.

"You're different [Y\N]... Like... I've always-"

"Sherlock!" You hear John yell and you both dart your head towards the door.

"Shit!" Jumping up, you button up your blouse and sigh.

Sherlock moves towards the door and peeks his head out.

"You're back?" Sherlock asks.

"Yeah, I brought the milk. Anything else you wanted?"

"Yeah, one night together..." You whisper in a huff and Sherlock glances back at you.

"John, please go give some to Mrs Hudson. She said she needed some earlier." You hear the ruffling of a plastic bag.

"Alright. Back in a minute." Both you and Sherlock wait till you hear John walk down the stairs.

Sherlock and you rush out of the room and collect yourselves together.

You reach for you coat and Sherlock grabs your scarf.

"I'm sorry [Y/N]." You sigh and look up at Sherlock. He wraps the scarf around you and pulls you in a lingering kiss. "I'll make it up to you."

"You better..." He places his hand onto your cheek and you smile a little. Sherlock rubs your wrist with his thumb.

Then, you quickly dart out, Sherlock checking to make sure John doesn't come back upstairs and catch you both out.

You close the front door and take a deep exhale, walking away.

...on the other side of the door...

"Mrs Hudson didn't want that milk and I know it." John says to Sherlock and Sherlock frowns.

"What?"

"I know about her." Sherlock laughs and starts walking up the stairs to his flat.

"What are you talking about John?"

"Look, she's obviously... making you..." John looks away for a moment. "... happy. So I wanna meet her."

And Sherlock listened to John's wishes and was allowed to pester John on his preferences in women.

It was fun for him.

...the next night...

Sherlock opens the door and pulls you inside, immediately pressing his lips onto yours.

You smile and Sherlock presses his forehead onto yours.

"And that was for...?" He lowers his voice and holds your hand.

"Come upstairs. Where it's quiet..." You and Sherlock slowly walk upstairs and he shuts the doors and pauses for a minute.

You frown.

"What's wrong Sherlock?" You ask and he chuckles nervously.

"Turns out... John knows about us..." Your eyes widen a little. "And he... wants to meet you."

"What!" You yell.

"I know it's a lot, but-"

"You said that we could keep this between us!" You say and Sherlock walks forward and cups your face in his hands.

"I could... persuade you..." He lightly pecks kisses onto your collarbone.

"Sherlock... this..." You tilt your head back. "... won't... work..." He pulls down your down and kisses your shoulder. "Oh... fuck it!" You grab Sherlock's head and aggressively plant your lips onto his.

He smiles a little as you kiss and as you both a moment to breath, you and Sherlock undress each other, carrying yourselves into his bedroom.

Sherlock playfully pushes you onto the bed and walks to his draw, pulling out his scarf.

"And what, pray tell, are you going to with that?" You ask, curiously.

"Lie back." He instructs and you do so.

He grabs your wrists and pulls them up, tying them to the headrest on his bed. He unclips your bra and licks his lips, moving to kiss your bare chest.

Sherlock pulls down your underwear and does the same and you both take a large exhale.

He positions himself and begins thrusting into you.

"Ahhhh..." You moan and bite your lip as you do so. Sherlock keeps onto head tightly gripped onto your hand and starts kissing you again and the thrusts get faster and faster until your both out of breath- heated in the moment of passion.

Minutes later, Sherlock unties you and lies by your side breathless and sweaty.

"Did that do enough for you [Y\N]?" He asks and you nod.

"Fuck yeah..."