He watched John just come totally apart under him. It was fascinating to watch, to see John give into the intense pleasure, to feel his whole body shaking, to smell and touch and feel as his essence spilled over his hand and down onto the bed underneath them.

Sherlock rocked inside of John through his orgasm, staving his own off. while letting John worked through his own. When he was done, Sherlock pulled out, still hard but more intent right now on everything John.

The man was quiet and still for a few moments, like his hard drive was rebooting. Sherlock turned him on his side and spooned up behind him, wrapping his arms around him and holding him tight while he started to blink and come back to his own again. He licked at the back of John's neck, tasting the sweat from his exertions.

"Mmm.. John, you taste wonderful."