john murmuring words of encouragement to sherlock during lazy sex is essential
“that’s it, sweetheart”
“you can let go, I’ve got you”
“Just relax, you’re doing so amazing.”
“It’s amazingly, J- Oh god, do that again.”
Quick little janto pwp fic:
Ready For You – Ianto is waiting when Jack gets back a little late.
teaser below the cut
Jack and the team had been out all day, all except Ianto. Not that he minded taking care of things back at the Hub. At least he could get more work done. Still, he listened in on the chatter and heard that things had gone well for once. Jack sent everyone home and said he’d back at the Hub in fifteen. Plenty of time for Ianto to put his plan in motion. He hit the stopwatch and headed for Jack’s office.
The door was noisy, but Ianto barely paused, smiling a bit as he hit the button on the stopwatch. Seventeen minutes. Jack walked through the hub, not making any effort to be quiet, perhaps wondering where his last coffee of the day was. If those were his thoughts he stopped dead in the doorway at the sight of Ianto, one leg hitched up, slowly fucking himself with one of their dildos. His trousers and pants were off, but he’d left on his shirt, tie and suitcoat, as well as his shoes and socks.
He was being loud on purpose, John could tell. He knew that Sherlock knew that just down the hall the members of the Diogenes Club would be sat in silence, unable to ignore the rumbling groans and explicit moans of the detective as John kissed up his throat and ground their fully-clothed lower halves together. He should stop this silliness; this inappropriate, childish behaviour. No matter how much he loved the noises Sherlock made.. Well, he supposed it would serve Mycroft right for being late.
What would a drunk deduction of John’s penis be like? (Because we all know something happened that night)
??? Biggish ??? Licky stick ???
I think ‘sitty thing’ would also qualify.
“Actual reason for limping”
Licky stick