Sherlock smiled. Of course John would love the blood red shirt that he wore. But right now, it was just getting in the way of being naked with John. He worked the top buttons down while John was moving from the bottom up. He shrugged it off his shoulder onto the floor.

A quick look at John made Sherlock groan. Fuck, John looked huge under those trousers.. "Damnit. John." He was a size queen, but he wasn't sure if he could take it..

He intended to find out.

"John." He groaned. He leaned down and ground down into John's lap. "You have no idea whar you do to me, do you?"