All words vanished when Sherlock kissed him again. Pressed against him. Oh god. His mind blanked and he grabbed ahold of Sherlock. He wanted to ground himself. Rock against him. Feel him.
After a moment, he moved one hand to start to unbutton Sherlock's shirt.
Touch, feel, taste. He wanted to swallow and lick. He wanted to map every part of Sherlock and memorize him.
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Date: 2019-01-14 05:43 pm (UTC)After a moment, he moved one hand to start to unbutton Sherlock's shirt.
Touch, feel, taste. He wanted to swallow and lick. He wanted to map every part of Sherlock and memorize him.