once's sherlock opened his eyes, he jolted awake, sitting up. he looked around the room and screamed internally for sleeping with john. with a married man. he pulled the duvet off of him and got out of bed, looking around the room for his clothes. he remembered last night quiet clearly, and wasn't sure he was going to be able to forget it. he only found his boxers which ment the rest of his outfit was somewhere else in pent house. he put his boxers on then went to john's suit case, digging through it and putting on the jumper that was in there. he walked to the door and opened it, hearing john in the kitchen. he walked quietly to the kitchen, peeking over the wall and seeing john shirtless, making breakfast. he took a deep breath before walking into the kitchen, standing there awkwardly.

"where are my clothes?" sherlock asked.

john up looked at him and smirked, "you're wearing my jumper."

"where are my clothes?" he asked a bit more harshly.

"i think you left them on the sofa." john said then went back to cooking.

sherlock sighed and walked into the living room, going to the sofa and finding his trousers and shirt. he put his trousers on and took the jumper off, putting the shirt on quickly, feeling john's eyes on him. "shoes?" he asked and looked at john.

"in a hurry?" john asked, setting the table.

sherlock fought the urge to pin john onto the floor and lick every inch of his tan, beautiful body. "i have to go to work." sherlock lied.

"well at least sit and eat, i didn't make all this for nothing." john said and pulled a chair out for sherlock.

sherlock sighed and walked to the table, sitting down in the chair john pulled out for him. there was an omlette with herbs and vestables sitting in front of him. "did you make this?" he asked, turning to john.

johm nodded and put his pan in the sink. "coffee?" he asked.

sherlock nodded and turned back to the table. "please." he picked up the fork and butter knife, cutting off part of the omlette. he didn't want to seem like he never ate anything, so he took a bite. "this is amazing." sherlock said as he stuffed his face with more.

john chuckled softly and set a mug of coffee in front of sherlock, sitting down across from him. "pretty hungry then?"

sherlock set the fork down and sipped his coffee. "not exactly."

"what'd'you mean?" john asked as he cut up his omlette. "you didn't eat dinner last night and then the activities we did last night." he said and took a bite of his omlette.

sherlock nearly choked on his omlette. he had just forgot about last night and now it was back. he ignored the thoughts of john's cock that made him incredibly horny and continued their conversation. "i'm on a case." he stated. "when i'm on a case, i don't eat. slows me down."

john let out a little hum. "you're on a case? who do you work for?" he asked, watching sherlock engulf his omlette, smiling softly.

"the new scotland yard." sherlock said with a mouthful of egg, covering his mouth with the back of his hand so john didn't have to see food fall out of his mouth.

"so you're a detective?"

sherlock shook his head and swallowed his food. "consulting detective." he corrected, picking up his mug.

"never heard of it." john said then took another bite.

"cause i invented the job. the police come to me for help, which is all the time." sherlock said and sipped his coffee, finished with his omlette.

john watched the boy shift in his seat. "how was it?" he grinned.

"delicious, thank you." sherlock smiled at him.

"any time," john smiled back.

sherlock slouched and played with his napkin, wondering if he should leave now or later. to be honest, he liked it here, with john. john was nice and soft and he smelt amazing. sherlock barely had enough will power to take the jumper off he found in his suit case. he exhaled and asked, "what're we doing?"

john looked at him. "eating breakfast." john replied flatly.

"no, no. i know that, but what are we doing?"

"oh," john said softly and set his fork down, wiping his mouth with his napkin. "we can do whatever you want to do."

sherlock groaned and put his face in his hands. "that's not-" sherlock sighed and ruffled his hair. "what are we?" he asked and looked at john. "i mean, you're a married man for christ sake! what does that make me? your mistress?"

john shook his head. "no, no, no. you're not my mistress."

"then what am i?" sherlock asked. "am i you're fuck budy, or, or, your one night stand?" sherlock said and watched john.  "you're a married man and if you want to continue this, then i'm your mistress."

"okay, first, stop calling me a married man. second, do you want to continue this? cause you wouldn't have brought this up if you didn't want to."

"i don't know!" sherlock yelled slightly, standing up from his seat and turning away from john. he pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed heavily. "i mean, i like you, john." he said and turned back to the man. "but i don't want to do this if you're married."

"if i divorce mary, she gets everything." john said. "she gets the house, the money, everything."

"why? that's so stupid. jesus, john. you're smarter than that."

"i know. it's just, i was young and i didn't think i'd be this sucessful and at the time i was in the army, so i didn't think i'd make it, so i wanted mary to have something good come out of my death."

"wow, you really are stupid."

john laughed softly. "tell me about it." he got up and walked over to sherlock, cupping his cheeks. "i will contact my lawyer, and see what i can do. is that good enough because i really like this and we've only known each other for two days, but it's something, right?"

sherlock nodded. "it's something."

john smiled and got on his toes, kissing sherlock softly, sherlock kissing back. "do you really have to go to work?" he asked, pulling back for a quick second before going back in.

sherlock shook his head and pulled away. "no," he panted.

"i don't have to be at the hospital for another two hours," he smirked.

sherlock smiled and chuckled, squealing slightly when john picked him up off the floor. he laughed and wrapped his legs and arms around the man, kissing him deeply. john kissed back as he carried sherlock back to the bedroom. he closed the door with his foot then tossed sherlock onto the bed, making him laugh lightly. john smirked and crawled onto the bed, getting in between sherlock's legs and grinding down on him, making sherlock moan softly.

"it's a shame you got dressed again," john hummed, unbuttoning sherlock's shirt. "you slowed the process." he grinned, kissing down the parts of sherlock's exposed chest, pressing his tongue to the skin.

sherlock arched his back and gripped john's hair gently. "i didn't slow it down, you are by teasing me."

john chuckled and sat sherlock up, letting him take the rest of the shirt off while john pulled his trousers and boxers down, tossing them behind them. he laid sherlock down again and kissed him, reaching for a condom and the lube. he coated his finger in tube and pushed it into the boy, watching him arch his back and moan silently. god he's beautiful.

 "come on, john!" sherlock whined, bucking his hips as john pushed a second finger into him.

"someone's needy." john chuckled, thrusting his fingers in and out of the boy at a fast pace, wasting no time.

"i'm not needy," sherlock breathed, bucking his hips up.

john raised an eyebrow and pulled his fingers out of sherlock. "not needy then?"

sherlock sighed and looked at john. "fine! yes, i'm needy. just please!" sherlock whined.

john smirked, "that's what i thought." he opened the condom and rolled it onto his cock, lubing it up. he got in between sherlock's legs, placing his hands on either side of his head, pushing in slowly, watching the boy close his eye and open his mouth into a perfect 'o' shape. absolutely perfect.  sherlock tapped john's bicep, telling him he could move and john happily complied. he started out slow, then as sherlock got more vocal, he went faster, watching the boy fall apart underneath him. 

"john- ah!" sherlock gasped as the man hit his prostate. "right there!" he moaned as john hit the small bundle of nerves harder. "ah- fuck!" his blunt nails clawed at the man's back as he went harder and faster, fucking him into the bed. 

john wrapped his hand around sherlock's cock jerking him as he fucked him, making the boy completely lose it, clawing his back harder as he came on himself, clenching around john, making him fill the condom. john panted and pulled out, taking the condom off and tying it before tossing it into the bin.

sherlock rolled onto his stomach, sprawling himself out on the bed, completely limp. he heard john's steps go into the bathroom and the tap turn on. he turned his head to the direction of the bathroom and saw john standing at the shower. "what're you doing?" he asked.

john turned to him. "taking a shower. i've got to leave in a bit."

"do you have to?" sherlock whined. 

john smiled and walked over to the boy, leaning down and giving him a kiss. "yes."

"when will you be done?" sherlock asked and sat up. 

"not until maybe eight at the least. after i finish i'm coming back here, getting my stuff and going back home." john said and ruffled sherlock's hair, then walking back into the bathroom. 

"when will you be back then?"  

john shrugged. "maybe not until a few months. i've got work down there and when i'm free, i come down here. it just depends."

sherlock nodded. "can i stay here and wait for you to get back?"

john smiled. "of course you can." he said the got into the shower.

while john was in the shower, sherlock pulled on his boxers then went to the living room, putting the jumper on and taking a minute to get the scent of john into his nose. he cleaned up breakfast, washing the dishes and putting them away, then he looked for his shoes. he couldn't find them and gave up, going back to the bedroom. john was out of the shower, already dressed and packing up his suit case. "i can't find my shoes." he said as he sat on the bed.

"did you want to get new ones?" john asked and reached into his back pocket, taking out his wallet. he took out his credit card and gave it to sherlock. "i'm pretty sure you don't own any other dress shoes." he said and put his wallet back into his pocket.

"i can pay for my own shoes. besides when am i ever going to need them again?" he asked and tried to give john his card back.

"you'll need them for when i invite you to dinner again. and keep it with you today in case you get hungry. there's not much here." john said as he walked to the bathroom, checking himself in the mirror.

sherlock sighed and set the card on the bed next to him. "what if i buy something really expensive with your card?" sherlock asked, grinning. 

john huffed out a little laugh and looked at sherlock. "then you're never allowed to use my card again." sherlock smiled and watched john walk to him. "i'll see ya later, yeah?"

sherlock nodded, "yeah."

john smiled and gave sherlock a kiss, getting a kiss back. "don't buy any thing really expensive."

"i'll try not to." sherlock said.

john smiled and kissed his head before walking out of the bedroom. sherlock heard the door close and he sighed, laying down on the bed. what was he doing? he was getting attached and he swore to himself last night that he wouldn't stay, he'd leave in the morning and hoped to never see john again, but he failed and stayed for breakfast, then let john take him to bed again. and now he was laying in john's bed, wearing his jumper.

you're getting attached. stop it.

sherlock groaned and covered his face with his hands. he didn't want to leave. he wanted to stay and wait for john so he could say good bye, because he wanted to see john again. so he stayed. he wondered about the pent house and went through everything, still no sign of his shoes, and marked everything in his mind. he got a bit nosey and went through john's suit case, setting it on the bed and going through it. there was really only clothes but underneath everything was john trial run. he stared at it for a bit before grabbing and opening it, reading through all his work. going through it, sherlock found several mistakes in his work and he corrected them, forgetting it was john's work. he hoped he didn't mind, he was just trying to help.

once he finished going through the trail, sherlock put it back in the suitcase, putting everything back in it. he reached over the side of the bed and grabbed his trousers, taking his phone out of the pocket and checking the time. it was only noon and he had to wait eight more hours for john to get back. he sighed and got up, going to the bathroom and turning on the shower. after the shower he put john's jumper back on and went to the living room, plopping down on the couch and turning the tv on.

when john got back, sherlock was asleep on the couch. he smiled and set his stuff down, walking over to the boy. he crouched down to sherlock and kissed his cheek. "hey." he said softly.

sherlock opened his eyes and smiled softly when he saw the soft blue eyes staring at him. "hi." he said and streched himself out turning onto his back. "what time is it?" he asked, yawning.

"half past eight." john replied.

"and you have a train to catch." sherlock said sadly.

john nodded. "but i have good news."

"how good?" sherlock asked, watching the man.

john sat next to sherlock. "i called my lawyer and he's working on finding a loop hole in mary and i's mariage statment."

"really?"

john nodded and pulled sherlock up, giving him a kiss. "i really want you to keep you in my life and i hope you want me and yours."

sherlock nodded. "of course i do." he said and kissed john back.

john pulled away first. "i'm gonna miss my train." he said and stood up.

sherlock pouted and stood up with him, going to the bedroom to put his clothes back on. john followed him and made sure he had everything packed.

"i'm keeping the jumper." sherlock said as he put it over his button up shirt.

john smiled. "can i see your phone?" he asked.

sherlock took his phone out of his pocket and gave it to john, watching him carefully.

john put his number in it then gave it back to sherlock. "i made my next siminar for august." he sat as he grabbed his suit case.

"so you'll be back in two months?" sherlock asked, smiling slightly.

john nodded. "and i'm staying for five days."

sherlock smiled and jumped across the bed, giving john a kiss. john chuckled and kissed back, holding sherlock close. he would really miss him. he pulled back and held sherlock's hand, pulling him out of the bedroom and stopping in the livimg room so he could put on his coat. then they walked out of the pent house and out of the hotel.

john gave his suit case to the driver then turned to sherlock. "i'll be back." he said softly and gave sherlock a kiss.

sherlock kissed back, trying to get john closer.

"sire, we must get going." the driver said.

john pulled away slowly. "yeah, alright." he said softly, stepping back from sherlock becuase he just wanted to kiss those sweet lips again, but he wouldn't be able to pull away from him again. the driver opened the back set door and john got in. he rolled the window down and waved at sherlock. "bye." he said.

sherlock waved back. "bye." he said softly.

john rolled the window back up and then the car was gone.

maybe there was something stronger between the two.