Sherlock pounded John through his orgasm, only partially aware that his lover was coming apart underneath him. He could feel the warm liquid on his fingers, dripping down his hand to his wrist, but it almost felt like an out of body experience- which was an odd sensation due to all the weird visions he had been having over the last few days.
It seems to last a lifetime.. but slowly.. Sherlock started to come back to himself, and his orgasm faded... His movements slowed to to a soft roll of the hips and long low sounds of pleasure as he milked as much as he could out of himself and into John.
His hand started to slow as well, his body shaking, his breath quick and ragged.
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Date: 2019-01-16 12:35 am (UTC)It seems to last a lifetime.. but slowly.. Sherlock started to come back to himself, and his orgasm faded... His movements slowed to to a soft roll of the hips and long low sounds of pleasure as he milked as much as he could out of himself and into John.
His hand started to slow as well, his body shaking, his breath quick and ragged.