But even as he fell back against the sheets, Sherlock’s forehead began to furrow and his mouth twist painfully. He winced and arched his back, and at the same time pushed his buttocks down into the bed. He reached for John and said, “Please!”
As he watched Sherlock’s discomfort, John kicked himself. He shouldn’t have assumed that Sherlock wouldn’t suffer further difficulty with arousal and orgasm after his first unpleasant experience! John was furious with himself! But, aloud, he soothed, “It aches again, Sherlock?”
Sherlock moaned and almost sobbed as he clenched John’s hand in his.
“Alright, turn on your side, Sherlock. We can fix this for you. I’m sorry. I should have thought to prevent this, to spare you from going through this again.”
“It’s okay John! But I just need you, please!”
John eased Sherlock onto his side and encouraged him to draw his knees up to his chest. He then wrapped his arms around Sherlock from behind and pressed close. “I’m entering you now, Sherlock. You are ready for me, I promise. It won’t hurt you.”
Withdrawing a hand from Sherlock’s chest he used it to guide his cock to Sherlock’s entrance where he smoothed Sherlock’s lubricant over himself and assured himself that Sherlock was thoroughly wet. He then positioned himself carefully and entered Sherlock in one smooth thrust. He only just had time to absorb Sherlock’s deep, shuddering groan of relief and the involuntary jerk of Sherlock’s hips back against his before John was submerged in his own stunning sensations. The muscles of his lower abdomen twisted painfully at the shocking stimulation of Sherlock’s body around his cock and he gasped at the hard punch of it. In seconds though, the painful spasm turned rapidly to pleasure as his body caught up with itself.
He locked both arms tightly around Sherlock and laid his cheek against Sherlock’s back and began to thrust into him. The sensation was bliss beyond anything John could have imagined! Even sexually experienced as he was, he had never felt the level of physical and emotional arousal that he felt now. Struggling with surprise, too late, he realized that he was utterly unprepared for this experience with Sherlock. Unfamiliar urges clamoured in his body, the strongest of which was the desperate need for his Omega’s submission. He tried to fight it but he was already lost, helpless against a powerful drive to claim Sherlock. He gritted his teeth with the effort to stop before he hurt Sherlock or frightened him, but his body disobeyed him and he continued to push into Sherlock, hardly withdrawing before surging against him again.
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As he watched Sherlock’s discomfort, John kicked himself. He shouldn’t have assumed that Sherlock wouldn’t suffer further difficulty with arousal and orgasm after his first unpleasant experience! John was furious with himself! But, aloud, he soothed, “It aches again, Sherlock?”
Sherlock moaned and almost sobbed as he clenched John’s hand in his.
“Alright, turn on your side, Sherlock. We can fix this for you. I’m sorry. I should have thought to prevent this, to spare you from going through this again.”
“It’s okay John! But I just need you, please!”
John eased Sherlock onto his side and encouraged him to draw his knees up to his chest. He then wrapped his arms around Sherlock from behind and pressed close. “I’m entering you now, Sherlock. You are ready for me, I promise. It won’t hurt you.”
Withdrawing a hand from Sherlock’s chest he used it to guide his cock to Sherlock’s entrance where he smoothed Sherlock’s lubricant over himself and assured himself that Sherlock was thoroughly wet. He then positioned himself carefully and entered Sherlock in one smooth thrust. He only just had time to absorb Sherlock’s deep, shuddering groan of relief and the involuntary jerk of Sherlock’s hips back against his before John was submerged in his own stunning sensations. The muscles of his lower abdomen twisted painfully at the shocking stimulation of Sherlock’s body around his cock and he gasped at the hard punch of it. In seconds though, the painful spasm turned rapidly to pleasure as his body caught up with itself.
He locked both arms tightly around Sherlock and laid his cheek against Sherlock’s back and began to thrust into him. The sensation was bliss beyond anything John could have imagined! Even sexually experienced as he was, he had never felt the level of physical and emotional arousal that he felt now. Struggling with surprise, too late, he realized that he was utterly unprepared for this experience with Sherlock. Unfamiliar urges clamoured in his body, the strongest of which was the desperate need for his Omega’s submission. He tried to fight it but he was already lost, helpless against a powerful drive to claim Sherlock. He gritted his teeth with the effort to stop before he hurt Sherlock or frightened him, but his body disobeyed him and he continued to push into Sherlock, hardly withdrawing before surging against him again.