Sherlock moaned at the pleading. "Soon. Soon. I refuse to hurt you."
He squirted a bit on his finger (and made a mental note to get more very soon), and rubbed it around John's entrance, teasing and getting him loose and ready. When Sherlock thought he was ready, he slowly pressed his index finger in, only barely at first, moving in and out and stretching John's hole.
Slowly, but steadily, he pressed the finger in, always going forward and back, never just straight in, until he was fully ensheathed. Oh, how he longed for that to be another part of him. But he had to do this right, he kept telling himself.
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Date: 2019-01-14 08:45 pm (UTC)He squirted a bit on his finger (and made a mental note to get more very soon), and rubbed it around John's entrance, teasing and getting him loose and ready. When Sherlock thought he was ready, he slowly pressed his index finger in, only barely at first, moving in and out and stretching John's hole.
Slowly, but steadily, he pressed the finger in, always going forward and back, never just straight in, until he was fully ensheathed. Oh, how he longed for that to be another part of him. But he had to do this right, he kept telling himself.