Sherlock couldn't help but growl once more while his tongue was inside of John before he pulled away again, gave John one more lick up from his hole, up his perineum and balls, and stopping where his hand was around John's cock.
"Oh, holding out on me now, are you?" He grinned, still holding John. "Well, it won't be hard to find your... toy box I am sure." he finally let go of John, got up and off the bed, and padded off, out of the bedroom, down the hallway, and up the stairs.
As he predicted, he had no trouble finding the box. He took his time, taking a few minutes to look at the.. surprisingly extensive collection that John had. He grabbed a cock ring, some extra lube, and one more small toy, then went back down, walking at an even pace. He wanted to give John a few moments to come back from the edge and calm a bit.
He took a detour to the loo, where he washed his mouth out with mouthwash, so John wouldn't feel weird kissing him. He wasn't sure how John felt about it, it was a conversation for another day.
He came back in, put the three items on the bedside table, and looked at John. He hadn't come yet, but he already looked so thoroughly wrecked.
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Date: 2019-02-01 04:52 pm (UTC)"Oh, holding out on me now, are you?" He grinned, still holding John. "Well, it won't be hard to find your... toy box I am sure." he finally let go of John, got up and off the bed, and padded off, out of the bedroom, down the hallway, and up the stairs.
As he predicted, he had no trouble finding the box. He took his time, taking a few minutes to look at the.. surprisingly extensive collection that John had. He grabbed a cock ring, some extra lube, and one more small toy, then went back down, walking at an even pace. He wanted to give John a few moments to come back from the edge and calm a bit.
He took a detour to the loo, where he washed his mouth out with mouthwash, so John wouldn't feel weird kissing him. He wasn't sure how John felt about it, it was a conversation for another day.
He came back in, put the three items on the bedside table, and looked at John. He hadn't come yet, but he already looked so thoroughly wrecked.