He sighed in relief when his cock sprung free from the confines of his pants. But he didn't even have time to say or do anything before his cock was engulfed by John's warm wet mouth and...

Ohhhh God... he can fucking deep throat.

Sherlock threw his head back and clawed at the couch in a desperate bid not to thrust upwards and choke John. It took every bit of his willpower not to, but he managed to hold himself back, despite the feeling of John's rumbling voice down the length of his cock.


"NNnnggg.... Ahhhhhh.." he was reduced to only noises now, no words.