Sherlock was pliant while John pulled out of him, thought he made soft noise at the amount of come that came pouring out once his thick cock was no longer like a finger in the dike. He was quiet and pliant and still while John cleaned him- his arse was still leaking a bit of come, even after he had been wiped down. And he was still and pliant and happy when John, even though he was smaller, made himself the big spoon and wrapped his arms around the vampire, holding him tight against his body.
He made a soft grunting noise, it was all he could do, as a warning. His eyes felt like lead and his body doubly so. He wanted to fight off sleep, he really did, but it was nothing doing, and he was deep in a dreamless sleep in less than five minutes.
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Date: 2019-06-10 05:17 am (UTC)He made a soft grunting noise, it was all he could do, as a warning. His eyes felt like lead and his body doubly so. He wanted to fight off sleep, he really did, but it was nothing doing, and he was deep in a dreamless sleep in less than five minutes.