The sun rose and it's glittery light flittered through the window, shining on John's face and waking him up.

He yawned and turned his head, looking over at the other man in the bed.

Sherlock was still sleeping, his chest gently rising up and down.

A smile tugged at John's lips, Sherlock looked gorgeous in the morning sunlight.

John outstretched his arm and put a hand on Sherlock's waist. He felt the electricity zap through him as they made skin contact.

He chuckled, inching closer. John kissed his boyfriend’s cheek and was ready to get up, but something pulled him back down.

Skinny, pale arms wrapped around John's body, pulling him back down.

“Sherlock--”

“Shhh… just lay down.”

John was about to say okay when Sherlock connected their lips.

A smile pulled onto Sherlock's lips, still tenderly pressed against John's.

Sherlock pulled John closer, continuing to kiss him over and over.

“Sherl… we've got to get ready for the day.”

“Just a little longer…” Sherlock put his leg over John's waist. “I love holding you.”

John smiled, cuddling up into Sherlock's arms. “Alright, hold me then.”

“Okay, I will. Challenge me,” Sherlock kissed John's neck, pulling the blankets up. He snuggled up with John. “Like this?”

A slow nod came from John. “Yeah…” he smiled as Sherlock put his hand on John's shoulders, starting to massage him.

“This, too?”

“I like everything you do…” John curled up, snuggling into Sherlock's chest.

“Oh, really?” Sherlock asked, kissing the back of John's head.

“Yeah…” John kinda purred, enjoying Sherlock's hands against his skin. He wanted to mention how they should go and check out the scenery of their vacation house, but he felt too comfortable to move.

“Mm, good.” Sherlock nuzzled against John.

“Errr, stop… you're making me want to stay here.” John closed his eyes, sighing and putting a hand on Sherlock's thigh.

The motion of Sherlock's hands slowly faded into nothing. John felt as the detective’s wrap around him got softer.

Now that Sherlock wasn't doing anything, John wanted him to continue. But he wouldn't dare ask. So John opened his eyes and pulled the blanket away, scooting over to the edge of the bed and stepping off. He looked back at Sherlock and shook his head, the man had fallen asleep again.

“You're so cute when you sleep, Sherlock.”

The only response from him was a soft snore. John laughed and walked up to him, putting a hand on his arm and leaning over to peck a kiss onto his neck.

------A few hours later

Sherlock walked into the kitchen, tying his robe on. “Hey, John,”

“Hey baby.” John smiled and looked up from his book. “You ready?”

“Yeah, yeah, okay…” Sherlock scratched the back of his head. “How long was I sleeping?”

“A few hours.” John stood up, walking over to Sherlock. He stood on his tip-toes, giving Sherlock a long, sweet kiss.

Sherlock put his arms around John, “Let's go on that walk.”

John nodded in Sherlock's arms. “Okay,”

They shared a few more kisses before going back into their room and changing. Once they did they went outside, the sun beating on their skins as they walk. They held each other closely, looking at the scenery.

It looked quite peaceful, and beautiful. They surely enjoyed themselves, and the rest of the vacation was very romantic and relaxing.