Prooooossstatttteeee
anonymous
October 14 2010, 18:40:08 UTC
Can we have Sherlock coming from just prostate stimulation please? Like if John is all up in there being all 'tell me how I should touch you to get you off' but Sherlock is long gone and already tipping over into orgasm and can't respond. John is all 'holy crap! O_O'
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anonymous
October 18 2010, 16:49:38 UTC
...because the idea was just *so* hot... OP, I never knew I wanted to write this until I read your prompt!
Concentrate, Sherlock told himself. You can do this if you just concentrate for God’s sake!
Determinedly, he cast his eyes around the small bedroom. Think about something else. Those hideous curtains…I don’t know how John puts up with them… The scratches in the paintwork on the radiator…they suggest that the bed used to be on the other side of the room…
Beneath him, John moved slightly and Sherlock squeezed his eyes shut, gritting his teeth. Concentrate! Don’t think about it!
But there was staggeringly little in the small room to concentrate on, as though John had yet to leave his military habits behind and realise that in civilian life he was allowed to stamp his personality on his living quarters, and Sherlock found his mind returning helplessly to the physical sensations that were threatening to drag him under
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anonymous
October 18 2010, 16:51:52 UTC
Sherlock wondered distantly if John ever stopped being conscientious. Like now - he could feel John trembling faintly where his thighs rested either side of him. John hadn’t moved since Sherlock had settled his weight fully onto John’s hips and moaned aloud at the feel of him, and Sherlock imagined that by now John was almost insane with the desire to thrust up, to start fucking him in earnest, but John wasn’t moving. John was rubbing Sherlock’s waist with a steady hand and murmuring, ‘Tight… Christ, you’re so tight, Sherlock… not hurting you, am I?’
No, you’re not hurting me, and your observational skills are even worse than I thought, Sherlock wanted to say, since he hadn’t even lost his erection while John was pushing into him, inch by agonisingly slow inch. But what came out was an embarrassingly slurred: ‘Nnnnngh
( ... )
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anonymous
October 18 2010, 16:53:28 UTC
‘You’re so wet,’ John murmured throatily as Sherlock dragged his hand away. ‘You’ve been leaking for ages. I want to get you off…tell me what I need to do to get you off.’
‘Nothing,’ Sherlock said tersely. ‘Just…no. Don’t touch me.’
John didn’t look fazed in the slightest. In fact he thrust upwards again and held his position, lazily grinding his hips into Sherlock’s prostate in a way that made Sherlock bite down on his tongue to keep from screaming, and he watched Sherlock narrowly.
‘This turns you on, doesn’t it?’ he asked breathlessly.
‘Obviously,’ Sherlock managed credible sarcasm, feeling quite proud for dredging up words, given the circumstances.
‘No, I mean, your prostate,’ John persisted, shifting his hands back to Sherlock’s arse and spreading him wider for his next thrust. ‘You’re really sensitive, aren’t you? God, can you come just from this?’
‘No,’ Sherlock panted, lying through his teeth. He most certainly could, in fact he was about to in (he estimated) less than two minutes. Better stamina than he’d hoped for,
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anonymous
October 18 2010, 16:56:25 UTC
‘Jesus,’ John breathed, when Sherlock had managed to draw a full breath, and his white-knuckled grip on the headboard had relaxed fractionally. He readjusted his grip on Sherlock’s hips and drove upwards. ‘Jesus, I can’t believe you just did that. That was one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen
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anonymous
October 24 2010, 09:28:59 UTC
Hiya
Author-Anon here saying thanks very much for the positive feedback! I'm glad you liked it. & yes, I am the same person who did the 'positive dirty talk' fill. At first I was surprised that you picked up on that but I've just been back over to re-read it with a critical eye & pfff yes, no wonder you could see it, they're so very, very similar. Hmmm. Must work on tendency not to just write the same story over & over again...!
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Concentrate, Sherlock told himself. You can do this if you just concentrate for God’s sake!
Determinedly, he cast his eyes around the small bedroom. Think about something else. Those hideous curtains…I don’t know how John puts up with them… The scratches in the paintwork on the radiator…they suggest that the bed used to be on the other side of the room…
Beneath him, John moved slightly and Sherlock squeezed his eyes shut, gritting his teeth. Concentrate! Don’t think about it!
But there was staggeringly little in the small room to concentrate on, as though John had yet to leave his military habits behind and realise that in civilian life he was allowed to stamp his personality on his living quarters, and Sherlock found his mind returning helplessly to the physical sensations that were threatening to drag him under ( ... )
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No, you’re not hurting me, and your observational skills are even worse than I thought, Sherlock wanted to say, since he hadn’t even lost his erection while John was pushing into him, inch by agonisingly slow inch. But what came out was an embarrassingly slurred: ‘Nnnnngh ( ... )
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‘Nothing,’ Sherlock said tersely. ‘Just…no. Don’t touch me.’
John didn’t look fazed in the slightest. In fact he thrust upwards again and held his position, lazily grinding his hips into Sherlock’s prostate in a way that made Sherlock bite down on his tongue to keep from screaming, and he watched Sherlock narrowly.
‘This turns you on, doesn’t it?’ he asked breathlessly.
‘Obviously,’ Sherlock managed credible sarcasm, feeling quite proud for dredging up words, given the circumstances.
‘No, I mean, your prostate,’ John persisted, shifting his hands back to Sherlock’s arse and spreading him wider for his next thrust. ‘You’re really sensitive, aren’t you? God, can you come just from this?’
‘No,’ Sherlock panted, lying through his teeth. He most certainly could, in fact he was about to in (he estimated) less than two minutes. Better stamina than he’d hoped for, ( ... )
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I don't even usually like John topping but but *relocates to her bunk*
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So awesome. I loved this.
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*off to bunk*
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off topic inane question: Anon, are you by chance the same anon who did the positive dirty talk fill? Just curious.
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And this was unbelievably hot anon, colour me impressed (and several other things)
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Oh, and..."gornseen accepted."
For some reason, THIS is the captcha that's freaking me out.
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(and HOMG love the dirty talk fic!!! Thank you!!)
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Author-Anon here saying thanks very much for the positive feedback! I'm glad you liked it. & yes, I am the same person who did the 'positive dirty talk' fill. At first I was surprised that you picked up on that but I've just been back over to re-read it with a critical eye & pfff yes, no wonder you could see it, they're so very, very similar. Hmmm. Must work on tendency not to just write the same story over & over again...!
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