"You prat." He groaned. Sherlock knew every way to push his buttons and he loved every moment of it. Yes. Oh dear yes. He shuddered and shifted to rock their hips together. John loved the way the man made him feel.
His breath caught at those words and all he could do was nod. So he maneuvered them so Sherlock was under him. He palmed the man's groin again.
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Date: 2019-02-21 04:31 am (UTC)His breath caught at those words and all he could do was nod. So he maneuvered them so Sherlock was under him. He palmed the man's groin again.