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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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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.

John returned the kiss and smiled. "Only a few more months. We can last. As long as we have healthy, wonderful babies." He sat back against the headboard.

He rubbed his belly, noticing how his breasts touched the top of his belly. "God. I'm fucking huge."

"We will have healthy babies because you are a wonderful father who takes care of his kids, born and unborn." He kissed John again.

"I love your breasts, and your belly. You have two of our babies growing inside of you. Of course you are going to be huge.. I want you to be huge.That is healthy, and you are the sexiest thing that I have ever seen."

John stared at his mate and then smiled. He ran a hand over his belly again. "Too bad you can't keep me knocked up all the time." He laughed.

"Knowing you fucked me hard enough and long enough to put a baby in me." He couldn't help but tease gently along his breasts.

"Well, I can keep trying, can't I? There are ways to make sure that I can keep going...." He said, lowering his voice and giving John a long, sensual kiss.

"Would you.. actually want to be pregnant again?" He asked, seriously. "You know that I would fuck you any time that you wanted, John. Just ask, and I would give you the moon and the stars, if I could."

"Earlier today... Greg asked if we were going to have more, especially since the house is big enough." He told Sherlock.

"Maybe... I wouldn't mind another." He admitted to his mate.

John smiled shyly at him and put his mate's hand on his expanded belly.

The kids were quiet this time, no kicking, but that didn't make it any less amazing that there were two children in there, growing bigger and getting ready to be born soon.

Sherlock kissed John softly, a smile on his face. "If that is what you want, my love, then that is what I shall give to you." He chuckled.

"But first, we have to get these two out of you and let you rest and heal and let us get used to having three small (and tiny) mouths to feed in a new house."

John smiled at him and touched his hand. "We should think about names..." he said after a moment.

He was finding he didn't exactly mind being pregnant, or bringing life into the world. He ran a hand over his belly, humming softly.

Names...

Shit, things had been so crazy that they hadn't even thought of names, had they? Sherlock thought with a grin.

"I am a bit stumped, to be honest." He admitted. "We could always be boring and name them after our parents." Even after 600 years as a Vampire, he still remembered his parents names- his human parents. The last link back to who he was, so many lifetimes ago.

He quickly shook those maudlin thoughts out of his head.

"But I am up for other ideas if you have better ones."

"What were your parents names?" He asked.

There were still things that he didn't know about his mate. And he was quite excited to learn things about him.

He smiled as he watched his mate. Knowing soon he would go get their eldest with that delicious dildo inside him. God he couldn't wait to fuck him. Or perhaps... An idea began to form in his mind. It would take time.

"Interestingly enough, Elizabeth and Thomas. They were common 600 years ago, and are still common now. " He chuckled, but then his smile faded. "If they had middle names, then they were lost to history, sadly. "

John had a bit of an interesting look in his eye, a strange gleam that made Sherlock curious.

"What are you thinking about, my love?" He asked with a curious smirk.

John nodded and rubbed his belly once more. Elizabeth and Thomas.

"What about Elizabeth Irene and Thomas Scott?" He suggested.

Of course, once Sherlock processed his look, he paused and grinned. "I was thinking about that dildo still buried in your tight arse. And how it will move and bump in you while you pick William up. Or the idea of getting a beast to mount you."

Sherlock groaned loudly. Over the years, they'd talked about having a beast mount one or the other of them.. or having a bunch of Demons take their turns filling Sherlock's arse with their come. But it had never happened. William came along, and then he became their focus.

Sherlock did think about it once in a while, but he would never bring it up, because there never seemed to be a good time. Of course now with two more babies on the way, it seemed even less likely.

He moved on purpose, which made the dildo shift and sent a shiver of pleasure up his spine. "NNnng."

"I want you to watch while a beast mounts me and takes me and fills me." His voice was a low rumble.

John smiled and nodded. "You'll be such a good boy while you're being bred. I might have to tie you to a breeding stand. To ensure you stay still."

He didn't touch himself or Sherlock. No. This was the fun part. Seeing how desperate he could make his mate.

"What would you like to try first? A hound? Or even a horse?"

Sherlock whimpered and wiggled, which just made the dildo move inside of him again. He wanted to be a good boy for John, he really did.

"Mmmf... yes... please, John... W-w-hen... can.... When can I do this for you.. make you. proud of me.. and take a hound for you?"

"Please.. tie me up. and do whatever you want with me, give me whatever animal you want to see inside of me. I will be your good boy and I will take it and you can be proud of me."

He was fighting hard to go under, he had go get William fairly soon. So he had to stay in the present.

John moved forward a bit and kissed him softly. "I can't have you slipping under my love. You need to go pick up William." He said.

He then pulled back and got up himself to start to get dressed.

"So get your clothes on and maybe tonight you'll get a treat." He promised.

"I know. I'm sorry." Sherlock shook his head and started to dress himself as well, being careful not to move the dildo any more than he had to, but of course that mostly backfired, and he ended up pulling up his pants and trousers with a raging hard on.

"I can't wait to see what my treat may be." He joked, with a little wink. "I'll be sure to be good until then. Or.. do you want me to be bad?" SHerlock chuckled.

John chuckled and then slapped his arse, right over where the dildo was embedded in him.

"Be as good or as bad as you want..." he grinned. He pressed on the dildo, moving it in a bit further.

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