[sherlock] Spirit and flesh

Chapter 23 John

Oh my god, I'm on a honeymoon, no, sweeter than my previous honeymoon, more unspeakably suffocating than every single day of my life.

Well, that's what I was thinking 48 hours ago.

I just found a rare leisure time on the sofa and took the time to stretch. There was a wail from upstairs, and the little nanny ran up from downstairs with a baby bottle and stood at the door of the living room, starving. Staring at me like a tiger catching a sheep: "Is it you, the biological father, who will go up to feed the milk bottle, or I, the female student who has no blood relationship and will throw your son out of the window at any time?"

I thought about it, "Uh... this is a very serious question, let me think about it, you should go." I smiled at her, "That's why I pay you every hour, isn't it ?”

She gave me a disappointed look, then took the bottle and shook her head and went up.

I covered my forehead in pain, and sent a distress signal to Sherlock: "Can I let the babysitter stay here at night? Let her stay here 24 hours a day?"

Sherlock put on his out clothes and tilted his head at me: "John, you chose to grow up with your child, and that's what you said."

"where are you going?"

"All my experimental equipment has been transferred to the medical school. There is an experiment on polyester materials. I have to go there."

I quickly jumped out of the sofa, stood in front of him, tugged at his sleeves, looked up at him, "Sherlock, please take me with you, and give me a valid reason to stay away from here."

Sherlock shrugged, "I'd love to take you."

I put on my coat and sneaked past the stairs, just as the babysitter came down the stairs, "Doctor, about changing diapers..."

"Ah, I'm going out, my two little naughties are bothering you." I fled to the gate of the apartment with lightning speed, and pulled the doorknob and said to the kind female student on the top of the stairs: " I'll be back around dinnertime, maybe I'll be late for an hour or two...Anyway, if you have any questions please ask our landlady, she's a nice, warm person." I winked at her and closed the door , standing outside the door, Sherlock walked out behind me after several seconds.

He laughed at me and said, "You're running as fast as an escapee from a federal prison."

"Damn it, try bringing the kids. Give me some time off! I put them to bed last night, and I had to get up three times in the middle of the night, when Sherly had a nightmare, and when Johnny vomited milk, But these are what I should do as a father, so I put up with it, but you are not helpful, how many times have you said, if you have to make a funny face to make them happy, don't make a dead face that hanged, it will only Make them yelp even more, and the bedtime stories you tell, what the hell is the puppet murder case? You can't tell your murderous cases like fairy tales! You scared Sherly out of her eyes! "

Sherlock stopped a taxi, shoved me in, and continued his unfinished sneer next to the seat, "You're going to cry and agree to send them to foster care in a few days..."

"Wait, I never said that." I put a hand on the corner of his unsympathetic mouth, and his face healed much better, "Complaining is complaining, Sherlock, even if you want Send some troublemaker to foster care, and you've got to be the one sending it away."

Sherlock rubbed his cheeks that hurt from my pinch, and said, "They ruined our two-person world."

I can't refute this, I can only acquiesce.

The purpose of children's existence is to make adults' heads explode. I have a deep understanding of this, but I still firmly believe that I can work hard to raise this pair well. No, plus Sherlock, there are 3 troublemakers in total. I can work hard to take care of these Play around with ghosts until they come to their senses.

I uphold this beautiful dream, and then I put my heart and soul into action. I was woken up by crying every morning before dawn, and then I stumbled to the room on the third floor, squinting my eyes to replace the clean one for little Johnny. Paper diapers, then use a pan and some simple kitchen utensils to make a breakfast that can be eaten in the stomach, and then get Sherly fully dressed and sent to the school bus at 8 o'clock, it will not be too difficult--of course the premise Had to get past the disastrous moment when Sherly dropped an egg on the cupboard in the middle of a meal.

Then I can go back to sleep - if Sherlock doesn't meet the client who called him out early in the morning.

Thanks to the clients who showed up in the living room at dawn, I dozed off while transcribing the case notes, and when I opened my eyes again on the arm of the sofa, I didn't know the client was listening with Sherlock How long have I been snoring.

I hurriedly rubbed my eyes, sat up straight, and looked at them with a confused face, "Where did we talk? Did you see a silver horse in the woods?"

Sherlock sat back on the sofa, glared at me and said, "That's the last client, and it's already noon."

"Huh? What did you say?" I immediately turned my head and searched for the clock position on the fireplace, Sherlock didn't play me, I actually dozed off for hours.

Sherlock said, "You can rest in the apartment in the afternoon..."

"No, I'm going out with you. I can keep up with you." I cut off his offer to get rid of my assistance, I can't imagine Sherlock being a troublemaker who is always running around without life-saving equipment , what will happen to him if he loses me.

I am busy with cases and children day after day, every day is incomparably fulfilling, troubled, but also joyful, unparalleled joy, the joy that only children can give me, these happy moments do not include the two brothers and sisters working together to dig out the ashes in the fireplace The moment you come out.

Sometimes the little nanny has to let me go because of her studies, and I have to bear it. I can’t describe Johnny’s crying. It is estimated that the citizens of the whole London can hear the howling of ghosts and wolves coming from the cracks in the wall of 221B at home. And Sherly's ability to destroy the world, I am always worried that sooner or later she will tear down the apartment faster than Sherlock.

After nightfall, I managed to put the two naughty ghosts to sleep. I walked into Sherlock's room tiredly in my pajamas. He was stretching out his long legs and sitting on the head of the bed reading a book. He took my arm, and I slipped into his arms.

Sherlock lifted my chin and kissed me deeply, my whole body went limp, and I lay down in his arms, my eyes went dark, I don't know what happened next second, please, anyway, when I woke up, it was already dawn, Oh my god, I fell asleep halfway through the kiss with Sherlock.

What a disappointment.

It's not just my sleep that's affected, it's my interaction with Sherlock, we get less intimate time, which sucks for me.

I don't think Sherlock cares about that, I think he's just reverting to the abstinence he was in before he got any further with me, he just needs a case to divert his attention, but for me, a week without sex isn't a big deal. What does that mean, but going two months without sex is kind of depressing.

My whole body seems to wither.

Sherlock grabbed me in the room and said in a low voice, "It's not like that, John, maybe sex wasn't a thing for me before, but it's not anymore, I enjoyed this part, I kid you not .”

"What do you mean by that?" I looked at him incredulously.

"If you want, I can give it to you. I would love to have sex with you."

I stared at him for a long time and stammered, "Then..."

"We start now."

"Now?!"

"Of course, Babysitter and Hudson are taking Johnny to the supermarket, and Sherly is still at school, and we expect 20 minutes before everyone gets back."

"Oh, 20 minutes." I muttered, what can I do in a hurry for 20 minutes?Not even a foreplay is enough.

Sherlock smiled slyly, as if he had read my heart, and said: "It is true that 20 minutes is too hasty for you and me, but it is almost enough for you alone."

"What?!" I suddenly understood the deep meaning of his words, and a ball of flames frantically lit up in my heart, and this ball of flames rushed back and forth, in my chest! !Muffled.

Sherlock pushed me against the wall and knelt in front of me, and I knew what he was going to do, the nerves around my spine tensed, ready for all the wild shudders.

He seemed to be possessed, buried his arrogant facial features in my pants, I put my hands into his hair and rubbed it, lowered my head, watched him pass his tongue through the fabric of my pants, I bit my lip, just This stimulation is enough to make my legs go weak.

Sherlock raised his head and looked at me. I noticed that his lips were red and the temperature on his cheeks was extremely hot. I brushed his eyebrows with my fingertips, and passed his high nose bridge full of admiration. My fingers rested on the On his lips, Sherlock nibbled my fingertips with his teeth, he sucked my fingers and sucked my whole finger, the sight made me burn.

Sherlock's fiery eyes scratched my heart, and he said in a hoarse and deep voice: "You never know where your shining point is, you are not ordinary, John Watson, of all people, you are the most extraordinary one."

I was speechless for a long time, I could only touch his hot face with my fingers, and tell him with gentle strength that he is also a unique existence in my heart.

Sherlock slowly unzipped my zipper, wrapped his fingers around my penis head in a circle, he gently rubbed my sensitive tip, his tongue wrapped around the surface of the small hole, oh oh oh oh Oooh, I almost melted on the tip of his tongue.

I was panting like a dream, and I felt the blood rising, hitting the back of my head, and the pleasure was beating every nerve in me. Sherlock opened his mouth and swallowed me in half. I deeply felt the high temperature and warmth in his mouth. The softness around his throat tissue, Sherlock held my balls in his mouth, licking and sucking playfully, I couldn't stop shaking, I could only support his shoulders to try to balance my body.

He flicked me with his tongue like a spring, I heard the popping sound, it was his drive to suck my penis deep in his mouth, his cheeks were sunken, his tongue wrapped around me in his mouth, Spinning around, licking as much as I could, my pre-cum was blooming crazily, dripping onto his taste buds, Sherlock raised his eyebrows, telling me that he had tasted the taste of my lust, he moved his lips up and down My fragile foreskin, I watched my penis covered with his saliva, transparently refracting the soft light, coming out of his mouth, and disappearing around his mouth, I can imagine that he must have swallowed me very deeply Deep, at least touching the bottom of his jaw.

I felt the depths of his mouth so soft and hot, Sherlock stretched out a hand around my crumbling trouser waist and into the seam of my buttocks, he pushed firmly and straight into my wrinkled doorway with his middle finger, this In an instant I was almost on my knees with him, and if time allowed, Sherlock would have pinned me to the floor, stripped me naked, licked my entire back with his proud, rough and possessive tongue, and finally Stay in my entrance for a long time, until my back is wet enough to lick me hard, and I can't control it when I close and close, until it's enough to hold him.

Sherlock rubbed my balls with the other hand, and gently pressed with his fore finger on the perineum covered by my balls. I don’t know where he learned this trick. It can be said that it is very, no ,rise.

I soon had a strong urge to pee, and I realized I was going to cum, and Sherlock felt it too.

He spit me out, looked at my red and swollen body, standing upright in front of me, it was as hard as anything, covered with his saliva, Sherlock gently teased my body with his fingertips, I felt the prickly Pain, Sherlock's short pause was obviously watching my expression, I must be too shy for words, he stood up suddenly, and bumped my uncomfortable cock with the cock under his trousers.

My goodness, he was hard too.

And I want him.

Sherlock kissed my neck lightly, leaving a red bruise where he sucked it with his lips, his fingers rubbing my buttocks, our body pressed against me and his cock all the way.

"I want to do a full set with you." I begged in his ear.

"Me too, John, I'm not against doing full sets."

Sherlock licked my earlobe wet like a cute puppy, then stuck his tongue in the socket of my ear, getting it very wet, and he turned me over and slid in with his cock in his trousers. The seam of my butt, I felt the rough pant fabric rubbing against my creases, Sherlock slowly and slowly spun his hard tip around the outside of my entrance, I almost screamed, I suppressed a strange moan, Sherlock stood up Hit me twice with my waist, the fabric of the trousers sank into my vagina, the huge glans was blocked by the trousers, unable to move forward, caught by me, I trembled violently, the penis in front of me bounced, A drop of white semen burst out from the overstimulation, hanging from the tip of my penis long and winding down.

"Oh God, I want to cum." I begged him bitterly, "Let me cum." I always remember his sweet words that he would give whenever I wanted.

Sherlock is close behind me, lifts up my shirt, pinches my erect tits with his fingers, wraps his other hand around my wet messy cock, spreads the messy liquid with his fingers, he tightens me The body of the stem, circled his fingers, and slid quickly and affectionately, he bit my earlobe next to my ear and said, "Do you like it?"

I nodded vigorously, "It can't be better, it's great."

And Sherlock was also very busy behind me, he kept sinking the firmness under his pants into my buttocks, I couldn't breathe, staring at the cock head that was tightened and slid by his fingers, it was flushing, Constantly flushed, the horse's eyes enlarged suddenly, a cluster of white liquid splashed out, and a few drops landed on my clothes, oh so cool, so refreshing... I sighed long, with joy around my shoulders. aftershock.

Suddenly footsteps came from the living room door, oh no, everyone is back, I heard them all, it is not appropriate to expose Sherly and Johnny to an overly hot adult sex scene early, even if it is just for the landlady Seeing it was enough for me to hide my face for several days, and I immediately bumped back on Sherlock in fright, I was disheveled now, Sherlock quickly threw me on the bed in the room, and left me there, I gasped and watched He closed the door forcefully, shutting out all the disturbances outside.

Oh so, do I still have time to do it myself again?Amuse yourself with Sherlock's clothes?Oh, I'm going to have to get it out again anyway, the orgasm feels so good, I'm going to stain Sherlock's coat hanging in the closet and his pajamas, I'm going to take his clothes out and use my cum Paint them all over, imagining that what you're painting is Sherlock's face, Sherlock will be stunned if he suddenly opens the door.