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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?

Mnh...

[William blushes warmly, dipping his head to nip at Sherlock's throat. He's just a touch more rough than usual, letting his teeth sink in hard enough to leave a bruise.]

I can't help it if you're inside me.

You fill me up.

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This time around it's Sherlock's part to moan, practically feeling the bruise form underneath Liam's soft lips and pointy teeth.
He looks like a vampire, alright, and in this moment, Sherlock wouldn't even mind to just give himself to such a creature of the night.

Liam's words seem to be better than any aphrodisiac though, causing Sherlock to thrust his hips up even more, arms wrapped around Liam to hold him in place and just fuck him as deep and hard as their position allows them to.]

[William breaks away with a loud moan, his eyes going wide and fingertips digging reflexively into Sherlock's back. It takes him a long moment to gather himself, but soon enough he's moving against Sherlock just as rapidly, allowing his weight to pull himself down hard onto Sherlock's cock with every thrust.

His thighs start to tremble and he leans in to kiss Sherlock, hungry and open-mouthed, suddenly so close to orgasm he's not sure how much longer he'll last.]

Oh, Sherly Sherly, just like that--

[Sherlock tries to keep his pace steady, increasing it even, sweat forming on his forehead from the exercise of pushing both his own weight and Liam's, causing every muscle in his body to tense.

It's amazing how quickly Liam seems to recover from his orgasms, and how fast he seems to be on the brink of yet another one, just by being fucked.

But Sherlock grins, his nickname ringing in his ears, even over their combined moans.
He'll push Liam over that edge again, and he'll be right there with him, getting closer and closer to his own orgasm while the music outside on the stage seems to swell along with them.]

Liam ... close ... fuck ...!

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