Just some quick work I came up this afternoon. No beta-reading (not even in the future) If you find any mistake please let me know, and I correct it ^_^

Hope you will enjoy this,

Liz

PS: This story is also available in Chinese. For the link please visit my profile!

Where are you? JW

With Lestrade, interrogating. You? SH

Home. When do you arrive?

Just late. The suspect is clever. And Lestrade is stupid.

Can't you just pop in for a minute?

No. What's with all these questions?

I'm hungry.

Go out and eat something.

Not for food.

Then for what?

For You.

Fuck.

That's exactly what I want now.

Lestrade is sitting next to me.

At least you have company. I'm alone. In your bed.

Wearing...?

A towel...

Damn it.

You're already hard, aren't you Sherlock?

Yes John, I am.

Your pillow smells good. It smells like you...after sex...so exciting...

I can smell you too. You're all over my scarf. Tying you out to the bed with it wasn't a good idea this morning.

I thought you enjoyed it. At least I did. Quite much.

I have an erection every time I think about you, tied up, screaming, and your back arching as you come to my mouth. Believe me when I say, I enjoyed it as much as you.

I know. I saw it in your eyes.

Throw away the towel.

It's on the floor.

Are YOU hard John?

Since I finished the shower. I want you Sherlock. So fucking much. In every damn minute

Touch yourself. And think of me.

You're kissing my neck. And biting me. It almost hurts.

Good. That's good.

Now your tongue is on my nipple, circling around it. Ahh! Fuck, you bit me...

I'm going to do much more painful things to you then biting your nipple. I'm going to fuck you, John. So hard, you cannot imagine. I'm going to thrust into your ass so wildly you have to grip into my hands not to fall down from the bed.

John?

John!

John!

Sorry Sherlock. It's hard to text when my right hand is busy moving up and down on my rigid cock while imagining it's your mouth. I see myself thrusting into your mouth, I see your grey eyes, and your pink lips as they enclose my erection, I can almost feel you sucking...Damn Sherlock I'm going to co

On my way. Ten minutes. Wait for me. SH

o.O.o

John was smirking while he was reading the last text message. He stood up from the settee and walked towards to bathroom. He unbuttoned his shirt and let it fall to the ground. He had nine more minutes to have a quick shower. He didn't want to cause any disappointment to Sherlock. He would be waiting for him in his bed, still wet. He stepped under the warm water smiling. Yes, he was a naughty, manipulating bitch. And he liked it.

I LOOOOVE JOHN xD

Hope this 'naughty, manipulating bitch' is not too hard. I mean it in a good way ;)