Into the Night - AU - Locked to seaweed_writes

[ihadabadday]

Sex sold. It could be seen in marketing for businesses across all sorts of industries.

And for John Watson, his business was booming.

He worked out of a club in London that catered to certain... Tastes. Men and women who looked to dominate someone sexually. Some would look down on a man having that job, scoffing. Sex work was legal though. But those who were interested in BDSM, found sex workers to be lacking.

John was sitting at a bar at the club he usually worked out of, nursing a soda. He rarely drank when he was working, preferring to stay sober.

He looked around the room, seeing if there was anyone who caught his interest tonight.

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[ihadabadday]

John nodded. It made the most sense. He wasn't overly attached to any of his things. The military had taught him that. And days he wondered if that was good or bad. But it made moving easy.

"My flat is furnished. I have no furniture to move." He told Sherlock.

He bit his lip at the mention of rules. He got it. Rules made things orderly and it was sometimes fun to break rules.

"I like my privacy. Please do not snoop through my things. No punishments that restrict me to the flat for more than twelve hours. I like to go running."

There were other things, but John wanted to wait too Sherlock's reaction to those.

A relationship. He'd really never had a proper one before. It was such an odd sensation, but one he found that he wasn't hating.

What was it about this man that made him throw everything out the window? All his rules and conditions. None of that mattered with Sherlock.

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"The privacy rule applies to me as well. I am quite serious about my privacy, and if I catch you snooping around more than once, that is going to put a serious hurt on our relationship. I cannot abide by people who cannot respect the private property of others." Okay, he broke that rule a lot when it came to The Work, but that was totally different. Never in a relationship.
"As for the restriction to the flat, house arrest has never been a punishment of mine, so I see no reason why that would be a problem." He smirked. "Though running might be tough if I order you to keep a plug in all day." He knew that sessions were different than normal life and unless John agreed, he wouldn't do it, but he liked the idea.

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John nodded. "Don't worry. I find no pleasure in snooping." He told Sherlock with a smile.

The thought of being made to run with a plug in made him squirm a bit. Which reminded him that there was a plug in him. Oh god.

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John had forgotten that there was plug in him, Sherlock thought with a smile. He could see it on the man's face as he moved around. It didn't look like John was adverse to keeping a plug in, this was something they would have to discuss at a later date.

"I would say that I take no pleasure in it, but as it is my job to snoop on others, I would be lying." He smirked. "But that has never, ever extended to my personal life. That is The Work, not my home."

He leaned down to kiss John tenderly. "As for my rules, you know the basics, the position that I wish for you to be in, the fact that you must listen to me and do as I say with no question or hesitation, lest there be.. punishment. This, of course, only extends to sessions. I never engage in a session when I am on a case, though I admit that when a case is complete I quite often find myself ready to.. unwind." His smile was almost predatory.

"I have never had a relationship that involved both sessions and... what would consider a normal relationship. It has always been one or the other, so we will have to find a best practice to separate the two, when one is needed, or the other."

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John looked at Sherlock. He listened to him. He nodded. "We'll stumble through this together. It's the best way." He kissed his nose and smiled.

He pulled back and then settled back down on the bed next to Sherlock. "When you need to unwind, my arse will be available."

John could be quite cheeky from time to time. It really was just in his nature. He had gotten in trouble quite a lot for his mouth.

[seaweed_writes]

This whole idea of a real honest relationship was daunting for Sherlock. Yeah, he had had relationships before, but they never lasted long. Often his dominant personality got in the way, and that was a fear of his , that this would end the same way.

Sherlock gave said arse a little slap on the outer cheek, away from the plug, though it still made the plug move a little. "And what a nice little arse it is." He chuckled. "Better be careful. I may take proper advantage of that offer..."

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John groaned when the plug moved. Fuck oh fuck. He shuddered and bit his lip. God damn. Sherlock was going to be the death of him. But a glorious death it would be.

He shivered and pushed his arse more towards that hand.

[seaweed_writes]

Oh, ready for more, was he? He chuckled. They had been talking for a bit, and while he wasn't quite sure if he was ready for round three, it seemed that John might be ready for round two..

"Oh, you like that, do you?" Sherlock slapped closer to the middle of his ass this time, which had a definite affect on the plug that was inside.

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John arched and cried out at the slap across his cheeks. He shuddered and then nodded. "I do. I do." He gasped, "Fuck..."

He swallowed and shifted. He wanted to be good, show Sherlock what a good sub he was.

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I do, too." He quite enjoyed watching John wiggle around and make little noises.. He was acting more like a sub now, then the man that he had just made loved to a short time ago. Perhaps he wanted to end the night with a little session, Sherlock wondered?

He leaned down and bit at John's ear. "Do you want to be a good little fucktoy for your master?" He asked. If he didn't it was fine, but Sherlock needed to know if this was going to be a session or not.

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He whined at the bite and those words. John nodded. "Please sir. Please...."

John wanted more. He wanted a firm hand, to be put over someone's knee and spanked and told to thank Daddy for it. But that he didn't tell Sherlock. Not yet. He didn't have an interest in age play, just a firm hand.

[seaweed_writes]

Immediately, his eyes hardened. He was rather glad of his ability to slip into a dom role rather quickly and easily, and John certainly seemed to help, with his willingness.

He stopped cuddling John. He moved away from the man, kneeling on the bed beside him. He was in dom mode now. No mollycoddling.

Sherlock took the plug and wiggled it around, teasing the man by drawing it out just a little, then slamming it back inside.

"Oh, I know.. you think you deserve to have more of your master's come inside you, plugged up so you won't waste a drop, don't you? Is that what the little slut wants?"

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It was amazing how fast the change happened. John moaned and closed his eyes for a moment. He basked in it, the dominating presence. He opened his eyes once more and gasped as the plug moved.

"Yes sir. I would love more of your come filling me..."

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Sherlock frowned and hit John's arse quite hard, enough to leave a large red mark. "Well, too bad. You don't get to decide if you get my come. I do."

He wanted to punish John and not let him have any more of himself, to remind him of who gets to decide what happens. But damn, that arse of his was so damn nice and fuckable.

Sherlock got up off the bed, grabbing John and man handling him to the floor in front of him, plug and all.

"Assume the position, little slave."

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The slap across his arse was fantastic. He moaned and closed his eyes. Fuck oh fuck. He shuddered and willed himself not to come right there.

He moved onto the floor and then onto his knees, hands resting on his thighs, eyes downcast at the floor.

It felt like all that was missing was a collar.

[seaweed_writes]

"I'm going to have to find something you can wear during the day to remind you that you are mine.." This was, again skirting the line of their regular life and their sessions, and it would be something they'd have to come to an agreement on, but it could happen. "There are... subtle chains and collars one can wear, that won't cause the suspicion of others. I think we should do some research on that."

Sit back on your arse, spread your legs as you kneel and press your arse to the floor. I don't want that plug coming loose while I am deciding what to do with you..."

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John looked up at him, letting out a breath. He nodded, understanding. There would be a lot of skirting and toeing the line. But it would be okay. He wanted it.

He did as ordered, sitting back and pressing his arse against the floor. He sobbed as he felt the plug shift. Shift and move further in him.

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"Ah, much better." Sherlock put on an evil smile. "Now, ride the plug. move up and down, fuck it. I want to see you writhe and moan." He frowned. "But you damn well better not come, or there will be hell to pay. Do you understand?" His voice worked up until he was almost yelling.

"Get to it!"

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John swallowed and nodded. He didn't wait another moment. Instead he began to move up and down, making small noises. Being a good slut for sir.

He focused on not coming, not gaining his release. He didn't want to displease Sherlock.

[seaweed_writes]

"Mmm... good boy." He smiled down at John. "Oh, you are just ready to pop, don't you? Look at you all hard and leaking."

Sherlock leaned down and ran the pad of his finger against the tip of John's glans, taking a pearl of moisture and putting it to his lips.

"Ah, yes. Quite nice." He put a hand on John's shoulder. "Stop now, my little pet. I don't want you to explode on me..."

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John hiccuped when he felt Sherlock touch him. He bit his lip hard to keep from loosing control. He stopped moving, letting out a breath. He felt like he was floating and fuck. Sherlock was... He was amazing. This was amazing.

He swallowed, taking a deep breath. He needed to focus... Calm himself.

[seaweed_writes]

I want you up on your feet and bent over onto the bed, body on the bed, feet on the floor, get that arse nice and up in the air for me." He had fucked people in this position before, and it was always interesting because the spring of the bed added some extra movement into it. It could be quite fun.

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John swallowed and nodded. "Yes'sir..." He shifted onto his knees and moved to bend over the bed. He pressed his body to the bed, feet on the floor. It raised his arse in the air, just like Sherlock wanted.

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Sherlock smacked that ass again, watching it ripple under his touch, Oh, it was nice and red now.

He made like he was going to pull the plug out, then slammed it back in, hard, pushing it as far as it would possibly go, almost too far.

"Mm.. Maybe I will just tease you like this for a while.. so wanton and wrecked and ready. You are going to make me test my limits of just how many times I can come in a night, aren't you? "

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John cried out when his arse was slapped again. He clutched at the bed, letting out a breath.

And then the plug was moving and John cried out again. It was intense. So very intense. He sobbed and shook his head, trembling, but he didn't ask for it to end.

"Yes'sir..." he managed, "Anything for you."