john walked up to the familiar door and knocked on it, hearing the light clicks of mrs hudson's heals against the floor. she opened the door with a smile, giving john a hug. "john! it's so nice to see you!"

"you too mrs h. how's the hip?"

"still a pain in my tush." she said and patted her hip.

john chuckled. "is sherlock in?"

mrs hudson nodded. "i can put on the kettle if you'd like, just made some biscuits."

"maybe later. sherlock and i have work to catch up on." he said. he kissed the fragile womens cheek before bounding up the steps. the door was open so he just walked right in, seeing the curly haired boy sitting in his chair, knees pulled to his chest and hands resting under his chin. john smiled softly at the sight and closed the door, locking it as he shrugged his coat off, hanging it, then toeing off his shoes before making his way over to sherlock. he grabbed sherlock's wrist and pinned them to the arm of his chair, kissing him deeply. it took sherlock a few seconds to realize what was going on before he kissed john back, smiling.

"you're early," sherlock said as he pulled away from the kiss, freeing his hands from john's grip.

"caught an earlier train." john said and kissed sherlock again.

sherlock kissed back, cupping john's cheeks.

they snogged until they couldn't breath any more, pulling away, but going right back in for more because they just couldn't get enough of one another. as they kissed, sherlock started unbuckling john's belt, pulling his trousers down some and cupping his half hard cock. john let out a soft noise, grabbing sherlock's wrists again and pushing them above his head, pulling away from the kiss. "you're going to ride me, yeah?" john growled into sherlock's ear.

sherlock let out a soft whimper, loving it when john used that tone of voice. he nodded and pushed john into the chair across from him with his feet, making sherlock fall back with him. john let go of sherlock and sherlock pulled his trousers and pants off, climbing into john's lap. he pulled a bottle of lube out from behind the cushion and gave it to john. "strech me." he said hungrily into the man's ear, rubbing against him.

john popped the bottle open with his thumb, pouring some of the lubricant onto his fingers before pushing one into sherlock, making him moan slightly. john smirked and didn't wait before adding a second digit into the boy, thrusting them into him as he streched him open. he pulled his fingers out and sherlock whimpered at the loss, rubbing against john again. "you have to be quiet." john said as he rubbed his cock against sherlock's ass. "mrs hudson hasn't left yet and we don't want her coming up here, now do we?" he asked and he pushed the tip of his cock into sherlock, holding sherlock up so he couldn't sink down.

sherlock's mouth fell open as john pushed in more, shaking his head furiously. "no- please, god please, john just give it to me!"

"good boy," he grinned and let sherlock sink down onto his cock.

sherlock let out a breathy moan, sighing in relief. he gripped john's shoulders and started riding him, fast. when john took over, sherlock had buried his face into the crook of john's neck, biting the skin to muffle his moans.

"john- ah, fuck!" sherlock moaned as he hit the small bundle of nerves. he took his face out of john's neck and looked at him, starting to ride him again, letting out a fairly loud moan.

a few minutes later there was a quiet knock on the door. "every thing alright, boys?" mrs hudson voice asked through the door.

sherlock didn't stop, he kept going, close to his climax and mrs hudson wasn't going to ruin it again. john quickly covered sherlock's mouth. "we're fine!" he shouted slightly, trying to conceal his own moans.

"you sure?" she asked.

john looked at sherlock, who had his head tilted back, eyes closed and mouth open, coming. john held both his hands over sherlock's mouth, trying to cover up his orgasm. "i'm sure!" john groaned. sherlock stopped moving and they both listened to mrs husdons heels clicking down the steps. john sighed and pulled his hands away from sherlock's mouth.

"sorry," sherlock panted, blushing madly. "i couldn't stop." he looked down, embarassed.

john smiled softly at the boy. "it's fine, but you need to get me off still, and clean up your mess."

sherlock smirked and pulled off of john, getting in between his knees. he spread john's knees apart, not heasitating before taking john's cock fully in his mouth, deep throating him. john moaned out and thrusted up a bit, coming down sherlock's throat. sherlock pulled off, swallowing then coughing.

"sorry baby," john panted, leaning over to sherlock. "you alright?" he asked, rubbing his back gently.

sherlock nodded his head. "fine." he said hoarsely. he cleared his throat and looked at john. "take off your shirt so i can wash it."

john nodded and unbuttoned his shirt, handing it to sherlock.

sherlock had pulled on his pants in the mean time, taking his own shirt of as well. "i'll be back." he said and disappeared down the hall way.

john stood up and pulled on his jeans again, walking over to sherlock's desk, looking at the case file sherlock had laying open. sherlock came back after a few minutes in a robe with a tray of tea and biscuits. he set the tray on the desk and sat on john's knee, resting against his chest. john kissed sherlock's head, wrapping an arm around his waist, keeping the boy close. "when was the last time you ate?" john asked softly.

sherlock shrugged. "maybe three days ago."

john grabbed a biscuit from the tray and gave it to sherlock. "eat it, i'm making us lunch."

sherlock got up and let john get up, sitting back in the chair once he was up. "eating slows me down."

"and it will kill you slowly." john said as he walked into the kitchen. "now shut it, and eat your biscuit."

sherlock smiled slightly and took a bite of the biscuit, watching john from the living room.

after lunch, mrs hudson had left for her sister's house, and that's when the fun started. they did it until dinner, stopping and taking a break, but it was shorter than they expected because while sherlock was cooking, john kept groping and rubbing against sherlock. sherlock tried his best to ignore him, but he couldn't no matter how hard he tried. he let john fuck him on the kitchen table, then they headed for the bedroom. after a few rounds, sherlock laid beside john on his side, watching john as they stared at each other.

"can i say something?" sherlock asked softly, looking down at his hand that was holding john's.

"of course." john replied, barely a whisper. he watched the boy play with his hand, looking at him as he opened his mouth to say something.

sherlock inhaled. "i..- i love you." he said and looked up at john, scared to hear what he had to say.

john looked at sherlock, eyes filled with comfort and softness. he smiled softly at sherlock. "i love you, too."

sherlock smiled and laughed in relief, "thank god." he said and rolled onto his back, rubbing his forehead.

john laughed lightly. "did you not think i loved you back?"

sherlock shrugged. "i mean, you are married. i'm just your mistress, and student at some points."

john pulled sherlock to him and gave sherlock a kiss. "the flame with mary went out years ago." he said. "don't think for a minute that i don't love you." he said softly.

sherlock looked at john, his smile dropping. "why haven't you divorced mary yet?"

"i haven't got the time." john said. "i'm always at the hospital, and when i'm not there i'm at the office."

"but you can just print them at the office."

"you've got a printer? i'll go print them now." john said and sat up, flinging his legs over the side of the bed and pulling his pants back on.

sherlock turned on his side again to watch john. "it's on the desk."

john turned to sherlock and smiled down at him. he grabbed sherlock by his ankles and pulled him across the bed. sherlock squealed and giggled, smiling as john leaned over him. "i am going to print those papers and then i'm going to come back in here and i'm going to make love to you, yeah?"

sherlock smiled softly and nodded, pulling john in for a kiss. john smiled against the kiss and pulled back, leaning down to kiss sherlock's neck. sherlock hummed happily, extending his neck for the man, busting out in a fit of laughter when john blew a raspberry on his neck. "john!" sherlock laughed, pushing him away.

john smiled and bent down, blowing another on his stomach, making sherlock squeal a bit. john looked up at the boy who was smiling and laughing, blowing another one.

"john! stop!" sherlock laughed, pushing his head away. his chest heaved as he took a few seconds to calm himself from the laughter. "go print the papers," he laughed lightly as he sat up.

john smiled and kissed sherlock's forehead, leaving the bedroom. john logged into sherlock's computer, emailing his lawyer for the papers, get a respone back with the link for them. as the papers printed john went into the kitchen and looked at his wedding ring that was sitting on the table. he picked it up and looked at it. he was never this happy with mary, ever. not even when they were dating. sherlock was the best thing to happen to him in years, and he was glad to call sherlock his.

"john hurry up!" sherlock called from the bedroom.

john smiled at the voice and tossed the ring into the bin. "coming." john replied, walking back to the bedroom.

in the morning they were both awaken by the obnoxious sound of john's phone going off. he groaned and left the warm spot next to sherlock, leaning over the edge of the bed and grabbing his phone from his jean's pocket.

incoming call from; mary.

john clicked the power button and checked the time. two hours before his first class. he set his phone down on the nightstand and spooned sherlock again, wrapping his arms protectively, kissing the back of his head. he fell asleep again, only to be woken up by mary calling him again. he ignored her, but then she kept on calling. john sighed and got out of bed, pulling on sherlock's robe and grabbing his phone, taking it out to the living room. "what?" he asked, voice clearly annoyed with his soon to be ex wife.

"you're not at your hotel room. where are you?" mary asked through the phone. "with your mistress again?"

"yeah, i am." john admitted. "why were you at my hotel? seeing your mastress?"

mary scoffed through the phone. "i have no idea why i haven't divorced you yet."

"i'm staring at the papers right now." john said as he put together the papers from the printer. "i'll mail them to you, might be here a bit longer than expected."

"god you're such a fucking prick! i-"

john hung up the phone and exhaled deeply. he turned to go back to the bedroom when he saw sherlock standing in the hallway. the jumper john had left here a long time ago hung off of him, barely covering the skin underneath his hips. john smiled at the boy yawned, rubbing his eyes. "mary?" he asked grogily.

john nodded and watched the boy walked into the kitchen, starting a pot of coffee. "you've got a bit until your first class, coming back here after you finish?" the boy asked. john walked up behind him, hugging him from the back. sherlock sighed happily, leaning against john for support.

"acutally i have a gala i have to go to tonight." john said and kissed sherlock's cheek. "you're welcome to come." he offered. "and be my boyfriend i absolutely adore and spoil."

sherlock chuckled, a smile rising from the corner of his lips. "i don't own a suit."

"we can fix that." john said and kissed sherlock's neck. "now, i have something better than coffee." he grinned and wrapled his arms tightly around the thin boy, lifting him off the floor. sherlock laughed as john carried him to the bedroom, tossing him onto the bed and climbing on top of them, the pit of coffee completly forgotten about.