Chapter 14
John gently pulled out and laid next to Sherlock, trying to slow his breathing "damn we're good at that"
"Y-yes. we are." he panted, chuckling a little.
John glanced over at Sherlock then looked down at himself "we might want to shower"
"Give me a minute John." Sherlock grinned.
John chuckled and stretched his arms above his head. a little bark from the ground brought Johns eyes down to Redbeard
Sherlock smiled and reached down to pet the puppy's head
John reached down and brought Redbeard onto the bed "hey pup"
Redbeard jumped around happily and licked Sherlock's face before curling up in John's lap.
John rubbed the puppy's side, leaning back "go hop in the shower, I'm gonna move him then join you "
Sherlock nodded and got up, walking into the bathroom.
"Nice arse!" John yelled after him, smiling widely
Sherlock grinned and shut the door
John stroked Redbeard a few more times before gently sliding the pup onto Sherlock's side of the bed and standing
Sherlock turned on the water in the shower
John started walking towards the bathroom to shower, but Redbeard whimpered and looked at John
Sherlock closed his eyes, sighing softly.
"Hey Sherlock" John yelled, walking back to the bed and petting the pup
"Yes?" Sherlock turned off the water to hear John better
John picked up Redbeard, careful not to hold him against his come-covered chest and walked towards the bathroom again, the pup’s tail wagging "we have someone else joining us"
"John it takes forever for him to dry!" Sherlock chuckled
"I'll try to keep him out of the water. I think he's bored and lonely". John set Redbeard on the bathroom floor and turned back on the water
Sherlock smiled and kissed John's cheek.
John got into the shower and immediately pinned Sherlock to the wall, kissing him deeply
Sherlock replied the kiss, wrapping his arms around John.
John tugged Sherlock closer, weaving a and through the dark curls he loved so much
Sherlock pulled away from the kiss and pecked John's cheek. "I love you." he smiled
"I love you too." John smiled and stepped away. "Wanna help me wash all of your come off my chest?" He said with a laugh
"I would've licked it away if you would've told me earlier." Sherlock grinned
"I do love your tongue on me. Wish I would've thought of that "
"Too late." He smirked and rubbed off the come of John's chest with his hand
John leaned into Sherlock's touch and smiled "next time, baby"
"I'd rather lick your come though." he bit his lip and smirked
John grabbed Sherlock's hips and pulled him close "we'll have some fun after dinner"
"I thought we'd plan what kind of fun we'll be able to have with the room we found?"
"We can plan during dinner and then go to our fun room"
"What if someone hears us?"
"I'll cast a spell around us so no one can listen in. It's the same spell I used out first night when you had the panic attack and Redbeard comforted you"
Sherlock nodded "sounds good."
John grinned "now turn around and let me wash you"
Sherlock pecked John's lips before turning around
John took soap and lathered his hands up before slowly running his hands over Sherlock's shoulders and down his chest slowly
Sherlock closed his eyes and relaxed into John's touch. "John."
John moved his hands further down "hmm?"
"Guess what I really like when we have sex." Sherlock smirked softly
"Me?" John said with a chuckle, hands spreading soap along Sherlock's hips
"Yes of course." He grinned. "But I really like when you come inside of me. it feels so good to be. filled up." he kept grinning softly
John griped Sherlock's thighs and groaned. "you're so confusing" John said a smile "now I want to come on you and in you "
"Then we'll have to make you come twice." He laughed
John growled playfully as he went down on his knees "turn around so I can wash all of you properly "
"Oh don't give me dirty thoughts." Sherlock chuckled and turned around.
"Like you need me for that" John laughed, slowly soaping up Sherlock's inner thighs and moving up
"Well, that's true." Sherlock grinned
John got to Sherlock's inner thighs before smirking up at Sherlock and letting his hand trail along his dick
"Hey, don't put soap on it!" Sherlock grinned and moved away
"I haven't had soap on my hands since your hips" John laughed
"I haven't noticed that." He chuckled
John smiled and took Sherlock's cock back in his hands "you weren't meant to notice"
"Mmh. If you say so." Sherlock grinned "and what are you doing?"
"Just making sure you're all clean" John said innocently as he began to run his hand up and down Sherlock's length
"I'm not really. up for a handjob." Sherlock moaned softly
"Seems to me like you're almost up," John said, watching Sherlock's erection grow
"John please, not now."
John sighed and stopped, standing back up
"We can't keep going too much. Remember that we will have some fun after dinner too." he kissed John's cheek.
John forced a grin "you're right"
"Also. I'd rather eat your pretty little ass out." he grinned and grabbed John's ass
John laughed and leaned into Sherlock "you win!" John was about to lean forward to kiss Sherlock when Redbeard decided to join them in the shower
"Redbeard!" Sherlock chuckled and tried to gently push him away from the water, but it was too late. The puppy was already soaking wet.
John was laughing loudly, leaning against the side of the shower so he wouldn't fall over "you couldn't have waited another minute, Redbeard?"
Sherlock chuckled softly. "I guess we need to wash him too. Would you hand me the dog shampoo?"
John handed Sherlock the dog shampoo and moved behind him for the best view of Sherlock bending over
"Perv." Sherlock grinned as he bent over to wash Redbeard
"Can't help it if I love the view" John laughed before getting on his knees to help wash the squirming pup
Sherlock laughed and shook his head
"I'll grab him, you try and get some shampoo on him," John said, trying to keep the slippery little dog still.
Sherlock tried to wash Redbeard
John tried to hold back his laughter. Every time Sherlock put some shampoo on Redbeard, he'd just shake it off and try to crawl into Johns lap
"Redbeard! I am full of shampoo!" He laughed
John stroked Redbeard and tried to hold back his laughter. There was more shampoo on Sherlock than there was on the pup that seemed to be enjoying the attention
Sherlock quickly washed Redbeard and then stood up
"You might wanna stand under the water," John told him, snickering and pointing to the shampoo and fur all over Sherlock's lower half
"Thanks I know." Sherlock sighed and stuck out his tongue, grinning.
John smiled and stood up, holding Redbeard out towards Sherlock's face. The puppy was quick to start covering his owners face in warm kisses
Sherlock giggled and quickly moved under the water to escape the licking
John pulled Redbeard against his chest and the pup went wild kicking Johns chin and shoulder. "You look really hot with water cascading everywhere"
Sherlock rolled his eyes. "Be careful so that you don't drop Redbeard."
"He's digging his nails into me. Even if I let go, I'm pretty sure he'd stay" John laughed, looking down at his own chest where Redbeard was using his nails to push himself higher.
Sherlock chuckled. "Can you rinse the shampoo away from him?" Sherlock moved away from the shower
"Sure. But if he claws my eyes out, I'm blaming you" John laughed before tightening his grip on Redbeard and stepping under the water. Redbeard didn't like it very much and tried to burrow himself into Johns shoulder
"You need to be gentle with him, he doesn't like when you're holding him too tightly." He grinned
"I don't like it when he digs his claws into my nipples" John muttered, holding Redbeard with one hand and using the other to wash what little shampoo got on him off
"No but I bet you like it when I do." Sherlock smirked playfully
John threw a smile at Sherlock which gave Redbeard the opportunity to pull himself up almost onto Johns shoulder. John yelped and tried to grab the wet pup "his nails are in my pressure point!"
Sherlock laughed and walked over to John. He gently grabbed Redbeard and picked him away
John sighed heavily and clapped a hand over the shoulder Redbeard had clawed into "I don't think there's any more shampoo on him"
"Mmh, wash yourself off, I'll dry him. He carried Redbeard to the sink and placed him there as he got a towel.
John, a little angry at the cute ball of fur with the dagger-like nails, quickly washed himself and turned off the water "could you pass me a towel please?" He asked Sherlock
"I am drying Redbeard." Sherlock was rubbing the little puppy with a towel.
John rolled his eyes and walked out of the shower, still dripping wet, and past Sherlock into their room
Sherlock frowned "John what's wrong?"
"Nothing." John pulled on a pair of pants and shook out his hair "do you need help drying your dog or do you mind if I get ready to go down to dinner?"
"No I. I can do it on my own." Sherlock bit his lip.
John nodded and pulled on his shirt and robe. He walked back and gave Sherlock a quick, rough peck on the cheek before grabbing his wand and leaving the room
Sherlock frowned. Had John left without him? Why would he do that? He picked down Redbeard from the sink.