Sherlock groaned at the light touch. He leaned his body down, letting their bodies rub against each other, feeling one hardness against the other.
"You aren't terrible at it yourself." He said, with a bit of a wicked grin. Before John could respond, Sherlock leaned in, kissing him fully, with nothing held back. Their bodies pressed and rubbed, their tongues danced, two bodies as close to being one as possible while they were still both clothed.
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Date: 2019-01-14 05:41 pm (UTC)"You aren't terrible at it yourself." He said, with a bit of a wicked grin. Before John could respond, Sherlock leaned in, kissing him fully, with nothing held back. Their bodies pressed and rubbed, their tongues danced, two bodies as close to being one as possible while they were still both clothed.