He shited up and nipped at Sherlock's earlobe. "I know, but you love every wicked thing that my tongue can do to you." John then shifted down, licking and nipping at the man's neck.
John loved the pleasure that Sherlock could bring from his body. Over and over. Being so in control. He gasped when that hand fell into his lap.
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Date: 2019-02-17 10:34 pm (UTC)John loved the pleasure that Sherlock could bring from his body. Over and over. Being so in control. He gasped when that hand fell into his lap.