The moment John climbed into bed, Sherlock was all over him. He laid on top of the man, rubbing their bodies together. His mouth fond any part of John that he could, a neck, a nipple, a shoulder, every bit of flesh was open to him.

"Thank you.. for earlier." He whispered in John's ear. It was wonderful. I know it was unusual for you. You seemed to enjoy it as much as I did. Perhaps we can try again another time." He licked down John's ear, to his neck and down to his collarbone.