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The Black Book - AU - Locked to seaweed_writes

He was lucky with his expertise he was able to find a job relatively quickly in a field he was familiar with. John looked down at his mobile as the alert came through. Christ. It was going to take him at least twenty minutes, if he was lucky, to get to the scene. But, he packed his things into the case and headed out.

He had been in Afghanistan for five years. First as a medic, then a doctor, and finally a hunter. He still was a doctor, but he had been assigned to an elite unit in the desert. Part of him felt a bit odd about all of it. But he didn't quite mind.

He made sure he had everything before he left.

He heard the annoyed voices, before he saw anyone as he entered the room.

"Oi. Who're you?" A man with two days of stubble and mussed black hair asked.

John paused and looked him over before his eyes landed on the gentleman in the suit with salt and pepper hair. There he was. "DI Lestrade? I'm Doctor John Watson, the new Occult Specialist, I just started last month." He gave him a smile, wanting to be nice, but not too friendly. People got jumpy around the occult. He saw it all the time in Afghanistan, and even here in London.

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"I worry about you, and the stress of this move, but really need to get moved before you give birth. I think trying it with two tiny ones will be too much."

He sighed and looked around. The flat was much more empty than it ever had been. Most of the things, other than the essentials were over at the new house.

"It should only be a few more days, my love. Do you think you can hold out just a few more days?" Sherlock put his hand over John's, his eyes going a bit wide when he felt a kick, even through John's hand and the fabric. It wasn't the first kick, of course, but every time he felt it, it was still just as special.

"You need to tell them that they need to hold on at least another 3 or 4 weeks. Then they will be almost big enough. But they have a really good chance at 7 months. It isn't much longer."

"I just want to go on vacation with you and William." He admitted after a moment, "Hide away somewhere from the world for a bit."

He looked up at his mate and smiled. "I think they can hang on a bit more. I would love for them to be born closer to the eighth month."

Sherlock sighed. "I'd love it as well, John." He said. "But I 'm not sure that you should be traveling, especially when the babies could actually come at any time. I hope they wait until 8 months as well, but it's very unlikely when it comes to twins. They just run out of space."

He kissed John softly. "I'm sorry that I can't give that to you. You know I would if I could, if it was safe."

The blonde sighed and rubbed his face. "I know." He worked himself up out of the chair, making a face.

"Can I stop looking and feeling like a beached whale?" He laughed.

John stared at his mate. He wished he could have him, claim him, pound into him.

Sherlock chuckled. "Soon, my love. Soon." Sherlock came up and kissed him deeply. "You'll miss it soon, feeling them growing inside of you." He kissed John again. "And then, when you have healed up, and the babies are sleeping.." He leaned in and whispered in John's ear..

"You can turn into a demon and fuck me down into the bed and take me over and over and over."

He groaned at those words. He grabbed onto his mate's shoulders, whining. Oh he wanted.

"Can I watch you ride a toy? Please?" He asked.

He knew they couldn't have penetrative sex, but he could watch.

He would never deny his lover anything. Sadly in this case, he had no choice.

"Which one would you like me to ride, my love?" Sherlock asked, gently taking John's hand and moving them both towards the bedroom.

"You know, when the toy's inside of me, I'm going to think about how, in a few months, that will be your massive Demon cock opening me up and filling me with yourself.. " He started to undress, slowly.

And then, when you are done watching me, I'm going to take your cock in my mouth and drink every single bit of you down. I would never let you come out of this without getting your pleasure as well."

He eased himself down onto the bed and undressed. John purred as he watched Sherlock undress.

God his mate was gorgeous. So stunningly gorgeous.

He ran a hand over his belly and up to cup his breasts. He squeezed.

"Mmmmm." It was so sexy to see John's naked body, rounded and heavy with their children, it made Sherlock groan quietly.

He looked at the clock, they had a couple of hours before they had to get William, so there was plenty of time. He unlocked the toy chest and took out a few of the ones that they both favored, along with some lube, and a plug, just in case he wanted to keep himself open.

"What is your pleasure, my love? What should I ride? I have some nice big toys, one even bigger than your Demon size, one about the same as you, one about the same as your human cock, and there's this one that is thin but very long that really gets in deep.. What do you want to see me fuck?"

He moaned as he brushed his fingers over his sensitive nipples. John shivered and spread his legs a bit.

"Surprise me." He whispered, "I love watching you ride anything."

Sherlock looked them over. He was too wound up, he didn't want to wait for as long as it would take to open himself up for the biggest one, and the thin one wasn't as satisfying, it was more for John to tease him with- it wasn't as fun to use alone.

He decided on one that he hadn't pulled out, it was fairly new, so it hadn't gotten much use as it was bought right before John became pregnant again. It was between John's demon size and his human one- thick but not so thick that it took forever to prep for.

He put the others away and then held it up for John's perusal. It was a very deep red, almost blood red, a bit curved, with a thick head and a small almost canine knot at the base to keep it locked in.

He could... keep it in.. he realized.. And that made him moan.

'Does this meet with your approval?" He asked with a sly grin.

John moaned when he looked at Sherlock and the toy he was holding. He shifted a bit, whimpering. He squeezed his breasts, pushing them together for Sherlock. He could see in his mate's every glance how much he wanted and desired.

"Wonderful. Think you can keep it in you for a bit?" He asked. John desperately wanted to know Sherlock had a toy in him.

"Nnng.." Sherlock was distracted from answering by John pushing his breasts together. Oh how much he wanted to put his cock there and fuck between them...

He shook his head. . No. Not now. In a few months. But not now.

"Y-yes.." He said, his voice shakier than before. He started to prep the toy, slathering it with lube while he talked. 'You want me to go out there and take a cab on thee bumpy roads while I have this inside of me, and let it hit my prostate with every little bump and turn of the car. To torture me and remind me that soon, very soon, it will be your cock inside of me. Is that what you are asking, my love?"

"Yes..." he moaned, "Yes."

John's very human cock was hard and dripping and he was focusing very hard on not letting himself shift. The healer didn't want him changing forms too often. It could cause stress.

"I love that wild look in your eye when you're desperate."

"Mmmm.. Johhhhhnn.." He groaned. God, John was a marvel.. he was sex personified. He was hard and leaking, and oh he wished that John could shift, but he knew that it was dangerous to do it too much.. If he did shift, Sherlock might not be able to hold himself back from impaling himself on it.

He turned so that John could see him lube up two fingers and press them inside of himself- stretching hi,self right away. "Nnngggf.." It was a good burn, bit of pain and pleasure. He hadn't fucked anything in months, he'd had some wanks, but that was about it, with all the stress of the pregnancy and moving.

Fuck, he needed this... BADLY.

"Look at you..." he whispered, "look how needy you are..."

John wrapped his hand around himself gasping. He began to stroke slowly. "I wish I could bury myself in you, pound into you. Over and over. Hear you shout my name."

"I want to own you."

"Fuuuccck.." Sherlock fumbled with his stroking, listening to John was driving him crazy. He had to be careful so he didn't come from just this alone.

He pulled his fingers out and lubed up a third finger, then pushed in again, groaning louder.

"Johhhnn." He groaned. "Own me. I want you to fuck me down into the mattress with your gigantic cock... bugger me and stretch me wider that I should ever go, pound and me come in me, fill me so much that I can't even hold it all, then plug me so I'll never forget what you did to me. Pleaaaaseee." He begged, he had to pull his fingers out again so he wouldn't come before he even put the toy in.

"Please, I.. I want to see your massive cock.. I want to feel you come all over me.. " He stepped closer to John's still human form. "Please."

He shivered as he watched and listened to Sherlock. Oh god... He moaned.

He wanted to shift. But he couldn't... he didn't want to risk it. John shook his head and rocked his hips.

"Sh... Sherlock..."

Sherlock started to push his fingers harder and faster in and out of his arse, groaning and rocking with each push..

No.. he had to stop.. he was going to come like this.. He pulled his fingers out of himself and grabbed the dildo, thrusting it hard and fast inside of himself without any other preparation. It hurt, but it was perfect.

He leaned forward, his lips were almost touching John's cock while he stroked. "Ohhh. please John. He begged. "Please come on me. Mark me. Make me yours, I want to be owned by you. I want to be your slave, your good boy.. you fucktoy.. anything for you.."

"I promise in a few months... I will do just that. You'll be my good boy, I'll fuck you and fill you. I want to ride you so bad."

He squeezed his cock. "Do you want me to come all over your face?"

"P-p-please... Ohhh... fuckk.. John..." He thrust the dildo hard and fast inside of him, It burnt, because he hadn't stretched himself enough, but he didn't care right now. He was DESPERATE to come. desperate to be come on.

Fuck, he wanted John's Demon cock.. his balls have so much come, he would be drenched in come- marked. He would never totally get the scent off of him, he would always smell like John.

"Johnnnnn...." He was so close, right at the edge, he needed just a little bit more...

John couldn't... He cried out and jerked his hips forward as he reached his climax. He knew he came all over Sherlock's face. Seeing his mate give in and just be... Desperate.

He leaned back, putting a hand on his belly as he started to come down from the high.

"Ahhhh..." Sherlock opened his mouth after the first spurt of come hit him on the lips. He moved his head around, making sure that his face was covered and dripping. Even as a human, John had a good load, moreso because it had been a while since either of them had gotten off..

"Nnng.. Jooooohnnn!" One more thrust was enough to do him in, and he was coming on the sheets, since he was bent over the bed to get close to John's cock. He hadn't even needed to touch himself- he came untouched from John's words and actions.

And the large dildo inside of him as well.

He leaned back, gasping. "Oh... Sherlock... I can't wait to be inside of you, feel you inside me, pounding away."

John carefully eased himself up and went to get a flannel to clean both of them up.

Sherlock rolled onto his back and collapsed onto the bed, away from the spot he'd just made. He let John clean himself first and then wiped himself down.

"Damnit, John, I want you to fuck me so badly. It feels like it's been forever, and it's only been 6 months." He took a moment to catch his breath, then sat up ad kissed John, his come still on his lips.

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