John cried out when he felt Sherlock bottom out. Oh god. He clung to the man, letting the words flow over him. Oh... God.
He grabbed Sherlock and held onto, whispering words into his ear. Words of endearment. He loved him, he cherished him, respected him... Sherlock, Arthur, was his everything. Everything he had done was for the man.
John shuddered and pushed his hips down, back. Yes. More. More.
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Date: 2019-02-05 03:06 am (UTC)He grabbed Sherlock and held onto, whispering words into his ear. Words of endearment. He loved him, he cherished him, respected him... Sherlock, Arthur, was his everything. Everything he had done was for the man.
John shuddered and pushed his hips down, back. Yes. More. More.