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This Johnlockchallenges Valentine’s gift exchange is for storiesinthedark with the prompt, "I behave myself, and he doesn’t leave me."”

Notes: Sorry for the delay ): My computer doesn't work and my friend is posting this for me. I'm really sorry. I hope you like it!!

Are you busy? ~SH Of course I am, I'm working. What do you need? ~JW I need you to come to Baker Street at once ~SH WHY?! What happened ~JW I'm bored ~SH Oh! For God's sake! I can't leave work just because you are bored! ~JW Come John! I can't handle it! ~SH Sorry Sherlock, you must wait until I finish working ~JW

Many hours later... John arrived home with some milk and jam. When he opens the door, he sees the whole room full of holes all over the walls and shell casings everywhere. He just stood there, astonished, letting the milk and jam meet the floor. As soon as he recovers from the shock, yells, his scream reaching every corner of the building. -SHERLOCK! What the hell you've done with the bloody flat!- -John? You're finally home!- said Sherlock softly lending him a cup of coffee. -Wait. What? You'll not buy me with a bloody cup of coffee. I want to know why on Earth you had to do this, Sherlock- said with anger in his voice- Look at this place! It's a mess. You'll pay for this! Be sure of that. -Oh John! Come on! I was bored you know, and you wouldn't come so...- -So what?! You had to destroy the whole building? Lucky you Mrs. Hudson is on a trip. But you know what, I'm tired of this. I will not come back until you repair this- said John firmly leaving the flat. -No. John. Look, I'm sorry- Sherlock went after him but he was already gone. Sherlock went up stairs and sat on the couch. Why he was feeling so... sad? It was like something was hurting him but he didn't knew what. And then he realized, it was because of John. He didn't want him to leave and he was worried about where the doctor had gone. Suddenly Sherlock's phone started to ring. He thought it was John and ran to get it but then he read BLOCKED NUMBER and the angst started to run through his veins. He has this feeling that something was wrong. -Hello?- -Well, hello there Sherlock- said a softly voice - -Who is this?- said the detective with anger -Do you know why I'm calling you?- -John- -You are clever, don't you?- -WHERE. IS. HE?- -Patience, my dear. First of all you have to do something for me- -I'm not doing one thing for you- -Oh, really? You know, John is good man and I don't want to hurt him. But if you don't behave yourself, bad things are going to happen...- the man put the phone in John's mouth. -Sherlock? Sherlock! What's going on? Please do something!- said the doctor desperately. -John! Oh, JOHN! Are you alright? I'm going to take you out of there. Don't worry- -I'm fine... By the moment- -Ok-said Sherlock-Could you do something to escape? Look at the room. Tell me what you see. -I can't see anything. He doesn't leave me- whispered John-I don't have much time until he gr- the man took the phone away from the doctor. -That's all you can get, Mr. Holmes- said firmly -What do you want from me?- -I want the USB Bond gave to you. 332C Fleismouth Street. And don't try to be smart- he hung up Sherlock Holmes grabbed his coat and ran so fast down stairs he almost fall. Outside on the street he took the first cab he saw and gave him the address. He was expecting this, but he didn't knew it will involve his flatmate and now he was worried for him. The feeling of fear started to gripped him. The detective tried to control himself. Then, started to text someone.

He has already asked for it~SH That's marvellous!~Q No, it's not. He took John with him~SH Oh, I'm sorry brother. I know how much you care about him~Q And exactly how many else know that too~SH Probabilities tell us that Magnussen could gave him information about your 'pressure points'~Q Well, maybe I should've said 'pressure point' because he is the only one~Q I don't care a damn thing about your probabilities. Oh God, for your own good he better be safe and sound when I get there~SH Don't worry. He'll be~Q Just make sure everything works as we planned it~SH Of course I'll do~Q Sherlock Holmes sighed with frustration and ordered the cab to get faster. When the detective arrived he saw a police car at the entrance. Of course, Holmes smiled with bitterness, of course he would use his connections with the police for this.

He entered to the flat and saw a hall with many doors and John Watson at the end of it, tied and with a band covering his eyes. -JOHN! John, are you okay?- -He will not answer. He's unconscious- said a voice in he middle of the dark coming out of one of the doors. -Silva- said Holmes with anger. -Holmes. I must admit I'm surprised that you recognised me- -Of course I recognised you. I have methods. Flamboyant cream-coloured garb. Floral shirt. It was pretty obvious at the end of that. Silva smiled looking at the floor with his hands behind his back and started to get closer to him. -Release him- said the detective with wrath in his voice. -First of all the USB- demanded and lend him a laptop to download the information- And you know that if you try to fool me I will put a bullet through his head- said taking a gun out of his pocket and pointing to John Watson. Sherlock took the laptop, connected the USB and downloaded the information. Then returned him the laptop. -Here you are- -Thanks Holmes- said with sarcasm and a big smile through his head. He opened the laptop and video of M started to play. "Sorry Tiago, no this time" The expression in the man's face changed totally in matter of seconds. Suddenly Bond came out of nowhere and grabbed him with handcuffs letting the laptop hit the floor. Behind him, Q released doctor Watson who was starting to wake up. -Ah! England...MI6... so old-fashioned!- said Silva to Bond. -Wh-what happened?- said a confused John. -Come on, John- said Sherlock- Let's go to Baker Street. -You have to explain this to me!- said John, a bit shocked and frustrated. -Sherlock! Wait!-said Q running after his brother. -Yes?-he replied -Thank you- said Q lending his hand. -You are welcome- said Sherlock shaking it. -See you later Holmes, and doctor Watson- said 007 taking Raoul outside where a helicopter was waiting. -Until the next time- said Sherlock with a smile in his face. Both, him a John watched the agents get into the helicopter and leave the place -I didn't knew you had another brother, thought Mycroft was he only one- commented John on their way to get a cab. -Your deduction skills are improving, doctor Watson- -That's the result of spending to much time with Sherlock Holmes I guess- and they both laughed together. Once in the cab Sherlock began to explain everything to his friend. Raoul Silva was a clever man, but Sherlock Holmes was cleverer. Silva tried to get that information since October and finally when he has almost reached it Q somehow managed to put it on nothing but a simple USB. Q gave the USB to 007 for keeping it safe but when he got in trouble he needed to give it to someone. That's when Q told Bond to give it to his older brother Sherlock, because if Q would have given it directly to him Mycroft would suspect. Sherlock avoided to connect it to any laptop so Silva wouldn't have access to the information. Finally he got to desperate, and without using his habitual procedures he threatened Sherlock using his pressure point. It all ended with him losing at the end.

-Amazing. So you always knew this was about to happen. You could've gave me some kind of advice, you know?- said the doctor -I'm so sorry John, I didn't expect him to kidnap you. I was so worried for you- Sherlock stared at John's eyes. -Eh...Uh... Do-don't worry. It has already happened- the doctor seemed nervous so he tried to change the topic of the conversation- So tell me, since when they are a couple? Sherlock laughed hard. -Oh John! You are really improving, don't you?-

They arrived at the flat and when they opened the door they could see everything was in their place and clean, not a single shell casing at the floor, no even one whole at the wall. -Wow! This place looks wonderful! You've really got over yourself!- -I...I didn't- Sherlock started to whisper -I'm going to take a shower!- sang the doctor leaving the room. The detective started thinking. How could've been? Mrs. Hudson? No, she would've panicked as soon as she sees it. It wasn't Lestrade, not even Molly. Oh. Of course! Thank you ~SH You're welcome, my dear ~M

John Watson was confused. He didn't understand the feelings inside him. He needed to stop thinking of Sherlock Holmes in... that way. The cold water falling in and around his body was supossed to help. He left the bathroom wit a towel around his hips and opened the door of his room. Sherlock was waiting inside, sitting in the bed with his elbows resting on his knees and his hands together under his neck in the way he does when he thinks, except he wasn't in his mind palace this time. It looked like he was...begging.

-Look, John. I don't really know how to do this, I've never done it before. I...I just...- he seemed nervous. -Wh-What is it?- said with hope in his voice -Go ahead. Don't worry, it's okay- he sited next to him. Sherlock looked at him deeply in the eyes and John stared back at his. Then Sherlock's look went down to the doctor's lips, who realised what was going on and without controlling himself he started to get closer searching for what he had been wishing so desperately the last months. Sherlock Holmes felt the softness of John Watson's lips kissing him, so he kissed him back. First with sweetness, after that, with passion. He cupped the doctor's face between his hands attracting him to his body even more than before. At the same time John grabbed the detective's hair and whispered in his mouth. -God, I love your hair-moaned, kissed him again and bitted his lower lip softly. -God, I love you- whispered in response. -Love you too- his smile couldn't be bigger. Sherlock began to undo John's towel. And in response he stroked his cock above the fabric of his pants. Without both of them realising, they were already in bed. Sherlock upper John, who was already naked and getting the shirt out of his flatmate. The shirt reached the floor and John Watson changed positions, now he was in command. He shared kisses all over the detective's chest. Now this time it was Sherlock who was grabbing John's hair, who started to go down until his abdomen. Once there he started to undo his pants. Sherlock Holmes was completely naked and John Watson was sucking his dick with so much dedication, he couldn't stop moaning. First slow, then fast; causing him finally reach the orgasm with an explosion of pleasure. -Ah! John!- Sherlock was breathing heavily and fast. John put his face up to his. He had a bit of cum in the angle of the mouth, Sherlock licked it. -Now I want to be in charge- whispered in John's ear with a hussy smile appearing in his face-And I want you to try something...different- -Whatever you want I'll do it- -That's what I wanted to hear- Sherlock Holmes grabbed a tie from the pocket of his pants and used it to tie John Watson's hands to the headboard, got closer to his neck and licked it causing him groan. -Oh! Sherlock!- The detective stood up and went out of the room. -Sherlock! What the...- -Patience!- he shouted. At this point of the situation John had everything but patience. A few seconds later, which seemed like hours for him, he returned with two ties and a glass of jam. He tied the doctor's feet at the bed and started to spread the jam all over his body. -Now you have to follow one simple order-whispered Sherlock in his ear with jam in it, then licked it. -Anything- he moaned. -You have to stay in silence- John thought it didn't sounded so bad. Sherlock began sharing kisses all over his chest, like he has done before to him. Then he was licking the jam. In his arms. In his neck. In his chest. In his abs. That's when John realised he couldn't stay in silence, but he tried. The real problem arrived later when Sherlock started to give small blowjobs to his dick, he couldn't handle it and a groan escaped from his mouth. In that very moment, Sherlock slapped his ass. -Silence. Remember?- Oh. Now he understood. That was evil...and exciting at the same time. He put all his effort to keep in silence meanwhile Sherlock was down there making him lose his mind with that delicious-torturing blowjob. First licking softly, then sucking faster, and when he was about to reach the orgasm he stopped for some seconds before to start again. It felt so maddening and so wonderful at the same time. He wanted to shout and moan so hard, but if he didn't keep in silence Sherlock could probably never let him reach the climax. Sherlock continued with his amazing job, but stopping in the precise moment to not letting him reach out the orgasm. John was going insane. He was behaving himself, but he didn't leave him.

Finally, without stopping sucking John's member, Sherlock untied his hands which inmediately grabbed the detective's head pushing him deeper. -Now I want to hear you scream- said Sherlock stopping for a second. And that's when John released from his mouth all that he has been holding, ending with the best orgasm of his life. -Sherlock...- whispered John. The detective layed next to him and they both stared at the other's eyes. -John- -We should do this more often- said John smiling and Sherlock smiled him back. Then they both laughed, the sheets covering their naked bodies.

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