Sherlock gulped heavily again, a thin sheen of sweat formed on his forehead. He stood stock still, letting John do as he will to his body.

He shrugged his shoulders, to assist gravity in letting his shirt fall off his shoulders. Sherlock was about to say something when the breath was taken out of his lungs. He sucked in a deep breath, his whole body tensing with the first small nip that John took.

"Ohhhh..' He groaned, leaning his head back