Back from the Dead (Sherlock)

John frowned when he noticed Sherlock wasn't exactly impressed by his correct deductions, instead it almost felt like his words had hurt him. He felt guilty instantly, and moved closer, sliding his arm over his chest and pulling him closer. He had been so pleased by the fact Sherlock had been jealous that he didn't realize it was something completely new for him.

"There's no need to be jealous, Sherlock, no one was like you, and maybe the reason why it never worked with the others is because they weren't you," he muttered, kissing his cheek and nuzzling his ear.

"And the most important thing is that now I love you and no one else," he added softly, "Maybe we were meant to be from the start and I was just too blind to see it..."

Sherlock rolled back onto his side and smiled blissfully, wondering what he ever did right to deserve such a man as John Watson.

"I won't be jealous anymore John," he promised with a sigh, even though he wasn't sure whether it was quite true, so he added quickly, "at least I'll try not to be."

He nuzzled in closer and placed a gentle kiss on the man's lips. "I do...I do love you John. Very much. And...and I don't want anyone else." Sherlock laughed. "Look at what you've done to me John. Turned me into a hopeless romantic."

"A bit of jealousy keeps the relationship alive," he commented with a grin, trying to be as reassuring as he could. "I just don't enjoy you yelling at me, especially if you accuse me of not caring," he added with a warning frown.

"Mm, you'll thank me later," he replied to his words, kissing him back with a soft blissful sigh. "I just hope it's also a happy hopeless romantic, doesn't matter how cheesy it sounds..." he added, his blue eyes filled with affection.

Sherlock sighed, his face melting into a big soppy grin, his eyes filled with adoration for John.

He snuggled up close to him and leaned into his neck, placing small kisses along the soft skin before parting his lips and sucking it up into his mouth, giving John a little love bite. Sherlock had never done it before, but he'd seen it on the internet and memorised the technique.

Then he pulled back to study his reaction. "Was that OK?" He asked with a small frown. "I'm trying out some new things. Hope you don't mind."

John could stare into his lover's eyes forever, especially when they were filled with love for him. How had he managed to live with Sherlock for this long, but without this... this intimacy, he really had no idea. Nothing had ever felt this good, even though their little argument of a few seconds before.

He was about to lean in for another kiss, when Sherlock moved a bit to the side, and he froze, curiosity making him look at him and wait for his move. He sighed when he felt Sherlock placing his lips on his neck, and John licked his lips slowly, moving closer to his lover as he felt him suck on his skin.
He shivered, melting against him. "Mm, you can do whatever you want to me, Sherlock..." he said with a smile.

"Hm, you shouldn't say that to me John," Sherlock grinned, studying the mark he'd just left on his boyfriend's neck. "I might never let you leave the bedroom."

He looked at his watch and sighed. "You should get some sleep. Might have a long dayt tomorrow." And he kissed John once more, softly on the lips. "I know I can't exactly do much with my arm like this but I'm certainly not going to sit around doing nothing."

"Might be just what we need for the next few days..." he commented with a short laugh. "At least I'd know where you are the whole time, and I'd know you are resting a bit in between the sex," he added, nuzzling his lover's cheek.

He moved just that bit closer, their bodies brushing together. "I don't mind you trying new things, I enjoyed that, you know," he whispered, touching the mark he felt burning on his skin.

"Every day is a long day with you," he joked, resting his head back on the cushion. "But I like it like that..."

"Oh, you liked that did you?" Sherlock grinned mischievously, pinning John down with one hand, then leaning over him to leave a love bite on the opposite side of his neck.

"I want everyone to know what we've been up to," he growled into his lover's ear, lifting up his leg and hoisting it over John to rub his knee gently into the other man's groin.


((Do you have any more ideas for this one? Other than sex? XD))