*practically melts at the rough growling in his ear and the hand around him* S-shit, Greg, need to, tell me, guh, tell me I can- *clinging to the last shreds of himself before starting to beg out of pure need*
*Leans over next to his ear and whispers one word:* Come….
221B Baker Street. John’s out to see another woman I can’t seem to remember the name *irrelevant*. - SH
I’ll be there in ten. Get yourself prepped. -GL
*growls a bit at the ‘not going to be able to walk for a week’ bit, but moans gutterally when he pushes in, arching his back for further penetration* Jesus, I’m so…so close. *tears his arms from the wall and grabs his cock roughly*
*Grabs his hand away from his cock and replaces it with his own* Mine *he growls into John’s ear. He pumps harder and harder into John’s arse, jerking John’s cock roughly and off-tempo*
detectiveinspectorgreglestrade:
((AHHHHH I made a request of Enolise last night and they made these up so quick, they look awsome! Thank you!))
I thought he had always been Mr. Sex?
Yes. Yes, I am.
Not at home, Sunshine. I’m up in Yorkshire for the week, remember? -GL
Anonymous*Stops when he says, then gives several shallow little thrusts before withdrawing it again* Fuck it, I can’t stay away any longer. I’m going to fuck you so hard you won’t be able to sit down for a week. *Lines up his cock with John’s arse and thrusts savagely in*
*Rubs lube all over the riding crop and gently works the tip into John’s arse* Just tell me when… *Pushes it slowly in*
Not yet. I may have to go deeper… *Wiggles the riding crop contemplatively*
