Sherlock Holmes x Reader - Not on the Couch!

A/N: I can’t write Smut, dunno why XD but here is some…of it well at least a tiny bit of smut nothing to visual I guess.Requested by
sweet-hot-latteGIF IS NOT MINE!Word Count: 728Wanring: a bit smutty, not too much_______________________________________________________________________


What had to be a single kiss turned out to be whole make outsession on the couch of the flat of 221 b Baker Street.

You are watching: Sherlock x reader lemon

Sherlock was all tensed up since his recent Case. It was aparticular hard one, a real challenge for his mind, but he needed a break.

Getting his mind off completely for just a moment. This iswhen you arrived from work. Your (Y/H/C/) hair that once was in a neat braidwas now hanging in strands around your face, the jacket you had above the lightblue blouse now hang around your arm and you kicked of your office shoes.

Throwing the jacket into the next corner, you undid thebraid and opened a few buttons of your blouse.

“I am finally home.” you sighed as you sat on the couchbeside Sherlock. The man looked at you from the corners of his blue eyes.

“Hard day at work?” he asked as he turned around to faceyou.

“Like always, anyway, how is the Case going?” you asked backand Sherlock shrugged his shoulders not daring to look over the photos from thecrime scenes that sprawled all over the coffee table.

A little smile grazed your lips as you got closer toSherlock and placed your lips onto his chapped once.

He closed his eyes as he enjoyed the feeling of your softlips on his but groaned as you pulled away from him way too soon for hisliking.

Before you could say a word, he pulled you onto his lap and kissedyou once again. This time more needy. You wanted to get off of him but hishands hold your hips down, so you decided to roll with it.

His lips traveled down to your neck, slowly kissing his waydown to your exposed collarbone. With a sigh you let your hands wander over hisshoulder down to the first button of his purple shirt.

As Sherlock grazed your sweet spot you let out a moan whileyou fumbled with the button. A low chuckle escaped his throat at your badattempt to free him from his clothes.

“A bit eager, aren’t we?” he hummed into your ear, makingyou pout a bit at that.

“Hey genius you started it.” you mumbled back trailing yourlips to his ear, making him shiver slightly.

Slowly, he let go of your waist as he guided your hands awayfrom his shirt before he undid every single one of them in slow motion.

This man loved to tease you and you hated him for it but atthe same time enjoyed it more than you probably should. You just couldn’tresist those big blue eyes of his eyes as he eyed you while he exposed hischest to you.

Biting your lips, you slowly traced down his chest to hisbelt while he undid the last buttons of your blouse and exposing your (Y/F/C)bra.

Again, your lips connected into a heated kiss as you pressedyourself up to the Detective as he got hold onto your back, traveling up thesoft skin until he reached to the clips of your bra. Just as he opened it andlet it fall to the ground the door to the apartment opened.

John, completely unaware of to what happened behind thedoor, walked in with wide eyes as he saw Sherlock and you half naked on thecouch.

Sherlock quickly pulled his shirt over your exposedshoulders as you got up from his lap, while John turned around not wanting toimagine what he would see if he had come home later.

“Come on, not on the Couch! There are people who want to sitthere.” John grumbled trying to forget what he had witnessed moments ago.

“You weren’t supposed to be here for another three hours.”Sherlock stated like nothing happened. Meanwhile you sat on the couch brightred with Sherlock’s purple shirt around your upper half.

“Bloody Hell, I’ll never get this out of my head.” Johnmurmured, rubbing his eyes as if it could help to erase his memory., ignoringthe comment of his best friend.

See more: Which Of The Following Is The Biggest Risk Of Using Social Networking?

“Next time just knock before you enter.” was Sherlocks onlyreplay but John gave him a look.