Chapter 8
Moriarty exited the closet when he hears the door close "I'm glad it's you doing it. I'm used to all of John’s tricks"
Sherlock wanted to cringe, but he didn't show it. "Oh. I'm sure I can surprise you with some new ones.” Sherlock smirked
"I'm glad to hear that. Have you had the chance to experience John blowing you yet? Because trust me, it's a mind blowing experience" James smiled at how uncomfortable Sherlock seemed
"Mmh, yes I have, it's amazing." Sherlock smiled
"Have you been in him? Feels better than anything. Well, anything except having him in you." James smiled at the memories. "I think you'll look amazing on your knees"
Sherlock smiled "I agree; John is incredible. And he's so tight." he smirked softly
"I'm surprised he's stI’ll tight after me. Now, back to you being on your knees in front of me..." James grinned and looked down at his crotch
"Were you and John in a relationship?" Sherlock tilted his head
James smirked "depends on your definition of relationship. Does fucking in a treehouse and in his bedroom for two years count? Or anytime we were pretending to be just friends and went out with his family, he'd jerk me off under the table or blow me in the bathroom. Does all that add up to a relationship?"
"Well. Did you love each other? You know feelings."
James laughed loudly "I'm sure he did. That drunken night wasn't the only time he said he loved me. I loved the feeling of him." He winked and smiled
"You used him." Sherlock said, trying to control his anger and disgust
"He enjoyed it." James said defensively. "Now get over here and blow me before your dog becomes mine.”
"There's no need to hurry." Sherlock smiled
"I want to get to class so I'm in a hurry" James said, stepping toe to toe with Sherlock
"Class is boring." He smirked
James feigned shock "how could a fellow Ravenclaw say that?"
"Apparently I can." He kept smirking
James smoothed down some of Sherlock's curls "well then you can slowly do it. But the longer we wait the more damage you're doing to your puppy."
"W-what do you mean?"
"He's unconscious. Not exactly breathing well. Or at all. The longer you stall, the more danger you're putting him in"
"James. please. don't do that to him."
"There's only one way to save him”
"B-But I can't do it when I know he's not well. please?" He tilted his head to the side
"That won't work on me, cutie"
Sherlock pouted a little "p-please?"
James put on the same expression "n-no"
Sherlock sighed. "You have no idea how much Redbeard means to me." he wished that John would come soon.
“You have no idea how much it would mean for me to get a blowjob from YOU"
"If you make Redbeard fine again I could maybe. Give you something more." Sherlock gently placed his hand on James' chest
"Like what?" James asked, leaning down and looking at Sherlock's lips
"I think you know what." he bit his lip gently and looked up at James
James smirked before quickly pushing his lips against Sherlock's
Sherlock gently pushed James away. "No, Redbeard first."
"Kiss, Redbeard, then blowjob" James argued, looking at Sherlock's lips and thinking of how soft they were
"Fine. Kiss, then you make Redbeard fine, and then I give you a blowjob." He nodded, stI’ll looking at James
James nodded happily and pulled Sherlock closer, keeping one hand in Sherlock's hair and the other on his waist
Sherlock quickly leaned in for a kiss and then pulled away
James growled and slammed Sherlock against him "your dog wI’ll die if you keep doing that"
"Do what? I kissed you!"
"If you call that's a kiss, you're delusional. I demand a real kiss. Now!"
Sherlock sighed and leaned in to kiss Jim
James smirked and claimed Sherlock's mouth roughly with his own, tightening his hand in Sherlock's hair exactly as John had
Sherlock whimpered and pushed Jim away
James held on tight, muttering "don't fight it" before crushing his lips to Sherlock's
"Get away!" He kicked his knee up to James' crotch
James crumbled to the ground, grabbing himself and swearing. John chose that moment to run in, a prefect behind him
Sherlock turned around to look at John
John rushed to Sherlock's side and wrapped his arms around him but spoke to the prefect "that's the thief!"
Sherlock kissed John's cheek and smiled "thank you."
"Anything for you baby" John said. The prefect dragged James out of the room and headed for the teachers’ lounge
Sherlock moved away from John and rushed to Redbeard, picking him up
John followed and looked at the limp pup "did James say what spell he put on Redbeard?" He reached out and touched the cold dog
Sherlock shook his head and stroked the puppy's fur
John looked at the puppy for a moment longer "set him down, I'm gonna try and reverse whatever he did"
Sherlock nodded and carefully put down Redbeard. "Don't hurt him.!"
"I'll try. But there's no telling what that bastard did." John pulled out his wand and paused "did anything happen?"
"What?" Sherlock looked up at John
"Did anything happen?" John was staring at the floor
"No.” Sherlock shook his head. “He tried to kiss me but I kicked him in the crotch, and then you came."
"How far did he get?"
"Well, his lips touched mine." Sherlock shivered
"what did you do to stall him?"
"Stall him?"
"Did you talk or…" John blushed
Sherlock frowned
"What did you do to keep from blowing him?!" John shouted
"Talked. Stop overreacting." Sherlock kept frowning
"Talked about what?"
"I kept asking questions."
"Like what?"
"Questions about you. But could you now try to save my dog?"
"What did you ask about?" John ignored Sherlock's question, scared that Sherlock found out about his and James' past
"John, Redbeard is dying!"
"Finite incantantum!" John said, pointing his wand at Redbeard. "There. That will stop the spell from progressing. Now what did you two talk about?"
"Are you sure it'll help?"
"It wIil freeze the spell James put on him. Now what did you talk about?!"
"Your relationship."
John froze. "What did he say?"
"I want you to explain why you lied to me."
"HE'S A LIAR!" John yelled
"Then why are you reacting like that?"
John paled and breathed hard "I don't know what he said, but he's a liar"
"You had a 'relationship' for about two years. He used you as his little toy because you had feelings for him."
John looked away and clenched his jaw
"Why didn't you just tell me, instead of lying?"
John laughed humorouslessly "do you think I'm proud of being used by my best friend? I thought he loved me back! I gave him my everything. I risked so much for him and he used me! I would like nothing better to forget, but I know if I forget, I’ll most likely go back to him"
"But you could've told me." Sherlock shook his head. "I told you, just a half hour ago, that I wouldn't be mad or anything, as long as you don't lie to me." He sighed. "And I suppose you just wanted me in some desperate attempt to try to forget about him?"
"No!" John said his voice full of emotion. "You are the first person I've felt could actually love me. I didn't want my past to taint anything. I hated lying to you, but you said you were disgusted by James and by anyone who'd been with him. I didn't want to lose the one person who didn't want to use me: you."
"So you are with me only because I love you and don't use you?"
"Yes!"
Sherlock sighed and picked up Redbeard. "I'll leave your stuff outside the door." he chewed his lip and quickly walked away, leaving John alone.