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Fine, clearly you're excited,

[Sherlock grins and runs his free hand along Liam's cock to feel just how excited he is,]

but thankfully not distracted!

[He leans back in the chair when Liam gets up, eyes following every movement and piece of clothing that drops to the ground, licking his lips the more naked skin gets revealed. He clearly enjoys the show, and also when Liam helps him to get rid of his own clothes.

He wraps his arms around Liam as he returns into his lap, a soft shiver running down his spine upon those words.]

Would've asked for condoms otherwise,

[and while one hand keeps running along Liam's back and spine, mapping every bit of skin that Sherlock already knows by heart anyway, the other hand quickly undoes the lid of the bottle of lube and pours something onto his fingers.]

I assume this time you didn't prepare yourself and already came twice while doin' so, unlike last time?

[The grin is audible in his voice while he pushes his finger between the cheeks of Liam's ass, teasing his entrance.]

[William's face goes a nice shade of red at being reminded of his earlier confession. He huffs and shivers, practically pouting even while Sherlock's fingertips are exploring him.]

You're never going to let me forget I told you that, are you.

[Despite his complaints, he lets Sherlock penetrate him, moaning softly and rolling his hips to urge him on.

It's not really that it feels good just yet... More that it's Sherlock who is touching him, and that realization makes his cock throb hotly.]

Besides. You do a decent job of getting me, ah, ready.

Hmm, why should I? It's such a nice mental image, I wanna preserve it forever~

[He's clearly amused, kissing along Liam's neck and then up to his ear to nibble on his earlobe as he pushes in another finger, gently - and somewhat slowly - spreading Liam open.

Liam is probably impatient, but Sherlock enjoys this way too much, teasing and at the same time spoiling Liam with his touch, making sure that he is well prepped for what's to come.]

Decent, huh? Good to know. I like to see ya squirm above me in any case.

You are such a tease...

[William sighs, obediently tilting his neck to give Sherlock further access, enjoying the attention. He keeps his arms tight around the other man's shoulders, nails scratching lightly at his skin, digging in only when Sherlock pushes his fingers deep inside him, making him shake and whimper with need.]

Mm... if you like that, we're about to have an excellent night.

[He wiggles his hips and rocks back onto Sherlock's fingers, shuddering as his body slowly loosens up.

Below them, the main singer begins an aria, well-timed to their intimate moment together. William cups Sherlock's cheek and gazes at him with deep red eyes before closing the slight distance between them with a kiss.]

Mmhm, two can play this game,

[That game is at least a little safer than their other game, but that's not something Sherlock wants to think about right now.]

I think I'd have an excellent night with you either way. And any way .. in as many ways as you want~

[With that, he pushes a third finger in, crooking it slightly in a way that he quickly learned that Liam likes.
With the singing downstairs, he at least can be sure that they don't need to be too quiet, giving him the chance to spoil Liam in whatever way he likes, even if it makes him gasp or scream.]

As I would hope.

[William swallows hard, biting his lower lip and trying not to squirm around all undignified on Sherlock's fingers.]

We have the entire night to ourselves, so perhaps we should stay up.

[He does want the chance to sleep next to Sherlock, however, and even more importantly- to wake up in the morning, still in his arms. It's not something he'll bring up unless Sherlock pesters him about it, however.

There are more pressing matters at the moment, mostly involving Sherlock shoving three fingers inside him, curling just right in the way that drives William wild. He throws his head back with a gasp, moaning, grateful for the music's cover.]

Ahh, please... Sherlock, I'm ready...

Oh, then I'll be lookin' forward to the rest of the night~

[He keeps his fingers moving, watching how beautifully Liam moves and arches his back whenever Sherlock curls them at just the right angle.]

Mmhm, I know. But I love watchin' ya when you're fucking yourself on my fingers.

[And if the have all night, and the opera just started, why not use the precious time they've been given? The night is still young after all, and he simply loves watching Liam.]

[William moans in response, suddenly unable to get the right words out, his mind distracted by the quickly-rising pleasure that's filling him up. These are the exact moments he craves so badly from Sherlock; feeling so blissful that it takes over his mind, silencing it for one of the first times in his life.

Shaking, William tries to keep from getting any louder, but it's difficult. He arches his hips and rubs himself up against Sherlock's torso, his spread thighs trembling as he thrusts.]

Ahh... f-fine, then. Watch me.

[Oh shit, this is a sight to behold indeed ...

Sherlock's eyes travel all over Liam's body, pausing at the soft pink colour that's flushing his cheeks and down his throat, even spreading over his chest.

They stop on Liam's nipples, hard and pointy, looking tempting enough to lick or nibble.

And of course do they stop at Liam's crotch, the way he spreads his legs so beautifully, and how his cock is trapped between them, aroused and almost leaking, another very tempting sight.

Sherlock's own cock is just as hard, pulsing and twitching, screaming for attention, but he is too captivated by this sight, too busy to make Liam lose his mind, that he doesn't even care.]

I'm watchin'. Very well.

[It's embarrassing as hell, but William can't stop. He drops his head, burying his face into the crook between Sherlock's neck and his shoulder, muffling moans against his skin while being fucked thoroughly by his fingers. He's soon so aroused as to be leaking, making their frotting hot and slick, his body beginning to tremble as if already near release.]

Sh, Sherlock. I-if you don't stop, ah, I'll...

Don't hold back,

[Sherlock's voice is barely above a whisper, just so audible over the music because his lips are so close to Liam's ear.

He keeps pushing his fingers into Liam, making sure to curl them over and over again, matching the speed of Liam's rolling hips, fucking him on his fingers alone.]

Come for me, Liam.

[He can't
resist it, not when Sherlock whispers like that, urging him on.

William's body seems to almost climax on command. His hips jerk as he releases onto Sherlock's muscular stomach, his nails digging into Sherlock's back as he cries into his throat.]

I, ah...! Sherl--

[Sherlock's eyes are glued to Liam's face, watching him as he is pushed over the edge, only from being fucked by Sherlock's fingers, without even having his cock touched.

He holds Liam, keeping his fingers moving, though slower and with more pressure than speed, letting Liam ride out his orgasm.]

Shhh, I got you. You're beautiful, Liam ...

[William shudders and clutches Sherlock tight as he rides through his release, gasping roughly for air. Afterwards, he slowly grows still, panting quietly, and begins to nose at Sherlock's throat, pressing weak kisses to his skin, savoring the warmth of it.]

Ahh... you already have me making such a mess of myself, Sherly...~

[Sherlock chuckles, brushing his free hand over Liam's back, soothing him while he calms down, before carefully removing his fingers from him.]

Mhm, I love it. I love seein' that messy side o' yours. Everyone always gets to see the proper you, so I like this side that no one else gets to see.

Only you.

[William breathes out, and tilts his head up to kiss Sherlock's lips, his mouth warm and soft.

The word "love" echoes in his chest, making his heartbeat speed up for a few seconds.]

Only you are allowed to see me in such a state.

[Sherlock didn't even notice that slip of his tongue, just speaking his thoughts as he always does.

He hums into the kiss, a warmth spreading through his chest.]

And that I love even more.

[William's cheeks flush a nice shade of pink, and he distracts himself from his increasingly dangerous thoughts by taking hold of Sherlock's erection and giving it a nice squeeze. He strokes it slowly, watching his expression with eyes that remain hungry despite his own recent climax.]

And how about fucking me with this, do you love that as well?

[Sherlock chuckles, taking in a sharper breath as Liam wraps his hand around his neglected cock, which gives a very interested twitch, clearly more than interested in still fucking Liam.]

Mmhm, almost as much as just watchin' you cum.

[William chuckles to hide his embarrassment, and reaches for the lube with his free hand. He warms a good amount in his palm while stroking Sherlock, then coats him with it, absently licking his lips at the sight of it all shiny and thick with desire.

It's awkward getting into position on the chair, but they've done this before, and William's thighs are especially strong, easily keeping him balanced. He spreads himself over Sherlock's cock and takes in a deep breath before sinking down onto him, swallowing him up inch by inch.]

I swear... you feel bigger every time we do this, ah...

[Sherlock slumps a little more into his seat, making it easier for Liam to position himself.
Sherlock can't help but stare, torn between Liam's face, and where his cock is slowly swallowed by Liam's body.

He lets out a low moan, Liam feeling tight despite clearly being prepped enough.

Maybe that's just he excitement increasing every time,

[He chuckles, wrapping his hands around Liam's waist to steady him while he slowly starts to push his hips upwards, getting them both used t the sensation.]

But I take it as a compliment.

[William gasps as Sherlock begins to move, his back arching, head thrown back to stare at the ceiling. His cock stays soft for now, bouncing along as their rhythm increases, William shivering and trying to swallow down his moans.]

It's definitely... ah, a compliment.

[Shifting as he grows used to the sensation of being fucked, William lifts his head so that he can gaze back at Sherlock, a quirk of a smile on his breathless lips.]

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[He runs his hands up and down Liam's sides, eyes glued to the curve of Liam's neck as he arches it, slowly increasing the way his hips thrust upwards.]

And you feel .. incredible as always, Liam.

[Liam looks ethereal to him, always, but when he is riding him, Sherlock just becomes completely lost in the way Liam looks, especially when his red eyes finally meet his again, with Sherlock hardly wanting to break that eye contact again, but those lips look too tempting not to kiss.]

[Moaning, William shudders under the warm strokes from Sherlock's hands, arching his body to press into his touch.
He slides his arms around Sherlock's shoulders, embracing him tightly in return as they kiss.

Even though he'd practically just orgasmed, William can feel himself stiffening up again. He just can't resist when it's Sherlock.]

[Sherlock can feel how Liam is already growing hard again, his cock moving against Sherlock's abs with every thrust.

He breaks the kiss for a chuckle, glancing down between them, then meeting Liam's eyes with a cheeky smirk.]

You truly are insatiable, aren't ya?

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