anarion | Advent Calendar 2012 - December 24 (Reply)

This is day 24 of the Advent calendar filled with little ficlets, brought to you by

days_of_storm and me. We will post in rotation, so you get a story by me one day and one from her the next day, right up until Christmas.
Apart from the overall Christmasy theme we decided to take over from where the other left off in her chapter so that there will be one story in the end. Let's see how that works out.

A happy pre-Christmas season to all of you! :)

December 23 by the fabulous days_of_storm here

December 24

John woke up feeling strangely restricted in his movements. He opened his eyes and realised that Sherlock had joined him in bed some time during the night and had wrapped both his arms around John. His head was resting against John's stomach.

John gently combed his fingers through Sherlock's curls and enjoyed the peaceful moment. Then Sherlock moved and John was suddenly very aware of his lover's warm body pressing against his cock that was growing hard quite rapidly. He sighed. Peaceful moment gone.

He was still contemplating how to wake Sherlock but realised that he already was awake when he started to nibble on the skin of John's stomach. He tugged at Sherlock's hair and mumbled, “Come here.”

Sherlock moved, purposely brushing his body against John's, until they were nose to nose and then brushed his lips against John's. John responded by rolling his hips and pressing their erections together.

“We're not waiting any longer. I'm refusing to sit through Mrs Hudson's Christmas Lunch with a hard-on.”

“Mmh. I agree. Which is why I prepared myself before I came to bed.”

He pulled the lube from somewhere, squeezed some on his palm and grabbed John's cock.

“Oh God.”

John held Sherlock tight and rolled them until Sherlock was on his back and John on top of him. He was so turned on that he couldn't decide what to do for a moment. Sherlock arched his back, rubbing their erections together and dug his fingers in John's bum. John realised that he had to act now otherwise this whole experiment would end in a minute after some frantic rubbing against each other.

He lifted his body, separating their cocks just in time, and pushed his tongue into Sherlock's mouth at the same time he pushed a finger in. He trusted Sherlock when he said that he had prepared himself but he still liked to make sure that he was ready.

Seconds later Sherlock was sucking on his tongue and pretty much fucking himself on John's fingers while making desperate sounds and John thought that he could come just from that.

He pulled his fingers out, kissed Sherlock again and positioned himself. He almost came the moment he pushed the head passed the tight ring of muscles and had to pause to calm himself. Something that was incredibly difficult, since Sherlock had his legs wrapped around John and was writhing beneath him, trying to get him to move.

They were both panting and trembling when he had pushed his cock all the way in.

“This is not going to take long.”

“I hope so. Now move.”

John did. He pulled almost all the way out and pushed in again, his breath stuck somewhere between his lungs and his mouth. He didn't even have time to build up a proper rhythm because he already felt the orgasm building low in his groin. Sherlock was moaning constantly, his cock hot against John's stomach.

“Tell me when..."

"Now... I'm... Right now!"

He felt Sherlock shake and tighten around him and then he arched his back and screamed, spilling between them. John couldn't hold out a second longer. He came so fast and hard that he feared to pass out for a moment.

***

“Oh my God. That was spectacular.”

“Mmh. Want to do it again? It's another seven days until New Year's Eve. Six, since you get your wish tomorrow.”

“That would certainly end this year with a bang. Although I think tomorrow I just want to come as often as possible.”

Sherlock chuckled. Then he suddenly turned serious.

“Or we could try to make each other come as often as possible every day until New Year's Eve.”

“You are a menace. “ It sounded like 'I love you'. “Go back to sleep.”

He spooned Sherlock and pressed a kiss to his neck before falling into a dreamless and very content slumber.

December 21

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AN: This is my last contribution for this year's calendar. Be sure to read the last chapter by Days_of_storm tomorrow though! :)

Happy Holidays to you, dear readers!

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