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September

It was more of a struggle for John than he had thought it would be, to hide his almost over-powering desire for Sherlock. But he had managed it. Sherlock himself had been quietly agreeable and had not brought up the subject of their relationship since the discussion in the kitchen two weeks previously−although John had caught Sherlock looking at him speculatively several times. This however, he put down to Sherlock simply adjusting to Alpha/Omega interpersonal dynamics, which were new to him.

Sherlock’s health was excellent, he had healed quickly and appeared to have adapted well to the physical changes in his body. In fact, as a now mature Omega, he was magnificent with his glossy curls, glowing skin and lithe body. Just looking at him made John start to shake with desire. And John was so affected by his nearness that he had to be constantly vigilant to keep his distance for fear of saying or doing something that would ruin his efforts to respect Sherlock’s space. But given the obvious improvements in Sherlock’s wellbeing, John considered the effort worthwhile.

It was therefore, a shock for John to hear Sherlock, unexpectedly one morning after breakfast, address him from the sofa in a voice cold with scorn. “You know what I think John?! I think you’re all talk and no action! But, as it happens, I don’t care anymore. I’ve thought about it and I’ve realized I have other options. I don’t need to put up with you stringing me along. I can have any Alpha I want now. In fact, I could send a text right now and Sebastian would be over here inside of 10 seconds! He’d be all over me John, unlike you!”

John, sitting at the table writing a shopping list, jerked his head up in time to see Sherlock reach for his mobile as if to send a text. Sherlock never made it. John sprang from his seat, his face contorted with fury, and launched himself across the room in a violent tackle to flatten Sherlock onto his back on the sofa seat where he sat astride him and pinned his shoulders to the cushions with painful pressure. His eyes bored into Sherlock’s and he hissed, “Go ahead Sherlock! Do it! And while you’re at it, add a P.S. from me to Sebastian Wilkes…” He spat out the name, “…letting him know that it will be his last 10 seconds on earth, because I’ll blow his head off before he gets in the door of the flat, the bastard!”

John, breathing hard, dug his fingers into Sherlock’s arms and growled down at him, “Don’t be a fool, Sherlock! You want your face in the rug with Sebastian grunting like a barn animal while he tears your arse apart?! You’re a virgin Sherlock, do you have any idea what that will feel like?!”

Sherlock said nothing. He lay still while John glared down at him and demanded, “Well, Sherlock?! Answer me! Is that your choice?! If so, I’m out of here, I’ll pack now and be gone in five minutes!”

At this threat, Sherlock moved. He grasped John’s arms with his hands and blurted out in panic, “No! No, John! That’s not what I want. I only want you! Please! I want you, so badly! It’s killing me, John, the thought that maybe you don’t want me after all! Why are you rejecting me? Why won’t you just take me, make me yours, John?! Why?!”

John went rigid, his hostile expression giving way to one of horror. “Oh God. Sherlock. You said that about Wilkes on purpose, didn’t you? Just to see if I’d be jealous.” Stricken, he loosened his grip and dropped his forehead to Sherlock’s, “I’m sorry Sherlock, I’m so sorry!” he whispered, his voice full of agonized regret, “I shouldn’t have said or done what I just did! You must know I would never leave you! Will you forgive me? Please!”

Tears were beginning to slide from the corners of Sherlock’s eyes. He sniffed. “It’s okay John, but I don’t understand you! I really don’t!”

John pressed anxious kisses to Sherlock’s eyes before cupping his face in his hands with infinite gentleness, “I know you don’t, and that’s partly why...I’m…holding back, Sherlock. Before we can be together, we need to understand each other better. What’s between us has to be about more than just a desire for hot first-time sex. Understanding and partnership take time to develop.”

“Then let’s work on it John! You won’t even try! You keep pushing me away and pretending there’s nothing between us!”

John looked away and then back. He said hesitantly, “Sherlock, it’s because I don’t know...” He halted, “I mean I want you to bond with me not because your body is driving you to do it, although I enjoy the knowledge of that very much, and not because you are afraid and want protection from other Alphas. I am willing to protect you always, regardless of whether we are mated or not. What I want is for you to be with me just because you love me, Sherlock. I hoped that when you were comfortable with your new identity you might start to sort those things out…”

Sherlock was looking up at him, obviously listening and rapidly processing what he was saying, so John took another chance and bared his soul. “I want to know that you trust me Sherlock, absolutely, not only with your own life but with the lives of our offspring, our children, if we have them. If you become pregnant I want you to believe, without doubt, that I will provide safety and security for you and your baby. It’s a vulnerable time for an Omega and I need to know that you trust me absolutely and completely, to take care of you both.”

John faltered, “I...I know I’m thinking farther ahead than you have probably, but…but…that’s the way I am, I guess, I…I’m sort of old-fashioned…”

John sat up straight and looked at the floor; Sherlock had made it clear he didn’t feel paternal at all…and now John had revealed everything…he shouldn’t have. He’d meant to give Sherlock more time…

He waited anxiously for Sherlock to react.

When he did, Sherlock’s voice was low and husky in his ear. “But John, I’ve already thought about all of those things. I do love you and trust you unreservedly, I thought you knew that.” He was staring at John, puzzled and added almost to himself. “I thought it was obvious, so obvious…and that you had recognized it as I did…”

“What? Recognized what?” John was confused.

“Why this is all happening, John. Why I changed. Why I matured as an Omega. Really, it’s so glaringly obvious, John.” Sherlock sounded taken aback by John’s dimness.

“Uh… alright. Well, maybe you should explain it to me then,” suggested John cautiously.

“The reason is you, John. I was waiting for you, although I didn’t know it at the time. I’ve been waiting for you for 25 years, John. And now that you’ve arrived and I’m ready for you I just don’t see any reason to continue waiting.”

He was thoughtful for a moment before smiling benevolently at John, “However, clearly you don’t have the same level of awareness about us that I have, so perhaps I am rushing you and you need some more time to adjust. We can wait for as long as you want. Given the age of the universe, 25 years is nothing. I’ll wait for you for as long as I need to, John.” He settled back on the sofa happily. “But I liked you tackling me. Can you do it again? And then kiss me. Is that too much or would that be alright, John?”

"....he was magnificent with his glossy curls, glowing skin and lithe body." Mmmmmm.... Sexy thing. =)

oh John. Kiss him already!

OP here.

Such an ironical misunderstanding. John just wanted to give Sherlock some space, and Sherlock felt rejected.

Thank you for this absolutely delicious update!

John, looking down at him, smiled. He took a long look at Sherlock lying on his back, knees raised, grinning at John, his fingers playing absently with the hem of John’s shirt which had come untucked during his wild dive onto Sherlock. John could see many things; contentment, confidence, wisdom, a trace of smug self-satisfaction, but most evident of all, deep love in Sherlock’s face as he stared back.

He stilled Sherlock’s restless hands with his own and said slowly, “You are right Sherlock, I should have listened to you sooner.” He squeezed Sherlock’s fingers, “If I was any good at being your Alpha I would listen to you and accept your wisdom as equal to mine. I was being patronizing and for that I’m sorry. From now on we are partners, different but equal in this relationship.”

“If that’s your way of saying you want me naked and in bed, John, then I accept.” He smirked at John.

John grinned back and rose from the edge of the sofa. Still holding Sherlock’s hands, he tugged him up and growled, “Then get! Into bed now!”

He saw Sherlock almost shiver in delight his order. He chuckled and began to push Sherlock gently down the hall and into the bedroom where he followed and closed the door behind them.

Jawn... <3
They really belong together.

OP here.

What an anmazing update! Can't wait to read what happens next. ;)

“We can’t bond until you are in heat, Sherlock, but starting the process now will prepare your body, and mine too, for when the time to bond does come.”

“Yes, John, I want that.” Sherlock’s voice had taken on its dreamy quality again, the one that John had last heard when they were in the tube lay-by. John smiled tenderly at him and eased him backward onto his bed, encouraging him, with a light hand on his chest, to lay still. He could see and sense lethargy stealing over Sherlock already, a natural physiological response to the presence of an acceptable Alpha close by, wanting to mate. Had John not been in control of his Alpha aggression, this instinctive Omega response would have calmed him and prevented him from attacking and possibly hurting his mating partner.

John stroked Sherlock’s hair back from his forehead and gazed down at him, his expression conveying the depth of his love for Sherlock and also the wonder he felt at Sherlock’s acceptance of him as a mate. Sherlock looked back at him before his eye lids slid shut and he sighed. He tried to lift a limp arm to his shirt buttons, obviously wanting to undo them, but his coordination had left him.

“John.” he breathed.

“Want me to take your clothes off, my love?”

Sherlock roused himself enough to say, “…and yours too, John,” before subsiding again.

John hated to remove his hand from Sherlock’s chest, for their pair connection was already starting to form, he could sense it through his hand on Sherlock’s chest.

Somehow he managed, switching hands when needed, to pull his own clothes off as well as Sherlock’s. His heart began to pound at the sight of Sherlock naked and receptive before him. How many times had he relived the experience of that night two weeks ago when he had first seen Sherlock naked and wanting? And now he could have his way, at last!

John eased himself on top of Sherlock, holding Sherlock’s hands still with his own and locking their mouths together. He offered deep, slow kisses while he gradually introduced his, by now, fully erect cock to Sherlock’s body. A touch of it against Sherlock’s hip and his eyes flew open and he involuntarily winced away.

“Shhh, Shhh, it’s alright sweetheart, it’s just a natural part of me, just John…and I’m yours now, to do with whatever you want, remember? I’m not going to do anything with my cock that you don’t ask me to, I promise Sherlock.” He pulled himself away but continued to press kisses onto Sherlock’s face and mouth. “Mmmmm, you taste so good!”

“I want you back now, John, I liked it, I was surprised that’s all.”

“Well, you sure know how to flatter your Alpha, Sherlock.” John’s tone was teasing.

He gathered Sherlock firmly against him and pressed the two of them together, head to toe. The sensation was heart-stopping! John groaned and was not able to prevent a small thrust of his hips against Sherlock despite his best efforts. He waited anxiously, but when he heard an answering groan from Sherlock he gave two more firm pushes against the softness of Sherlock’s belly. He could feel Sherlock erect and hard now too, small but insistent against his thigh.

“I want to take you in my mouth, to suck you, Sherlock, may I?”

“Yes!”

“If you would like to use a condom we will, of course. But my tests are up-to-date, Sherlock, so we don’t need to. I’m alright either way.” He stroked Sherlock’s chest with an absent hand.

“No, John, don’t want it.”

John smiled and began to kiss his way down Sherlock’s chest and belly to his cock, stroking him with his hand as he did so. Not rushed, he took his time, exploring Sherlock with his hand and tongue, enjoying his heady scent and warmth. It was only when he began to taste pre-ejaculate that he moved to take Sherlock fully into his mouth. As he opened his mouth to take him in, he placed his hands firmly on Sherlock’s hips, knowing his pleasure would be intensified by being able to strain against them. Then he slowly and purposefully began to bring Sherlock to orgasm; making insistent flicks with his tongue against the slit at the tip of his cock and sucking him hard; his lips forming a tight, wet ring just below the swollen head of his cock.

The last coherent word Sherlock gasped out before he came with a fierce thrust against John’s hands was “Jo−hn!” After that he was inarticulate; groaning and writhing under John and releasing a small but heavenly scented spurt of ejaculate into John’s mouth. A gush of his lubricant; slick and seductive appeared between his thighs and at the sight and smell of it, John was forced to pull back, take a shaking breath and count to five; now was not the time to flip Sherlock onto his belly, part his buttocks and drive hard into him…

John’s strategy worked, his aggression melted away and he watched with tender affection as Sherlock, lying wilted on the sheets beside him, finally opened his eyes to look for John. When he found him, he smiled, said, “I love you, John,” in a rough whisper and closed his eyes again. John grinned to himself; obviously a short rest was in order.

OP here.

Thank you! This is very hot and sweet. :)
Sherlock is so lucky he's got John!

omg, please more! =))

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.

John’s anguish was unnecessary, as it turned out. For, fortunately, Omega instincts are just as powerful as Alpha instincts and Sherlock was more than equal to John’s passion. Sherlock reveled in the delicious pleasure of opening his body and his heart to his mate; the man Sherlock trusted with his wellbeing more than he trusted even himself. His body softened in John’s arms and he melted with happiness and pleasure; willing John, in this moment, to mold and re-shape him into something new and precious. If Sherlock had been in heat, almost certainly, that something new and precious would have been a new life; a delicate miracle created from indestructible love.

Feeling Sherlock pressed against him, eager and excited, John finally gave in to his nature and let himself go. He pressed his forehead to Sherlock’s back and clung to him in awed gratitude; knowing that at last he had found his home; the extraordinary being he held in his arms, his beloved Sherlock, was truly the guardian of his heart and his life. With this realization, his body convulsed and he stiffened with the physical exertion of orgasm and ejaculation; utterly vulnerable in the moment but entrusting his body to Sherlock. His groan of release resounded in the quiet bedroom, “Sherlock…God…I love you…!”

As John slowed and stilled behind him, Sherlock gave a contented hum. He carefully disengaged himself from John and turned over in John’s arms to look into his eyes. He smiled widely and said, “I love you too, John. You are amazing!” He kissed John’s lips. “I’m yours now, right?”

John smiled tenderly and stoked Sherlock’s cheek. “My love, you’ve always been mine, isn’t that what you said?”

Sherlock’s smile turned to one of delight. “Yes!” He then looked carefully at John, whose eyes were beginning to close. He whispered, “Before you go to sleep, John, I want to tell you, I’ve done all the calculations using the available data and I estimate that I’ll be at my most fertile in fourteen days, three hours and 37 minutes.”

John opened his eyes wide in amusement. “Oh…?”

Sherlock rolled his eyes and blew out a breath. “Bonding and babies, John!”

John grinned, then laughed, then kissed him before pulling him close.

The End.

Thank you so much, amazing prompter and wonderful readers and commenters! I have loved writing this story and am just thrilled that you climbed on for the ride! Thank you. MAV

OP here.

Thank you so much for writing this amazing story. I absolutely enjoyed reading it. :)
The ending is perfect, too!

Wow! This story is perfect! <3

so sad it's over ;_____________;
But YAY, great story!

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