John honestly had no idea. No one had praised his looks like this. He figured he was attractive enough to at least land some of the people and creatures he had slept with.
"Sherlock... Please. I need you. Please. I don't want to wait anymore. Please fuck me." He begged. John didn't want to tear Sherlock's sheets, but oh... He felt like he could pop off at any moment.
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Date: 2019-06-10 10:54 pm (UTC)"Sherlock... Please. I need you. Please. I don't want to wait anymore. Please fuck me." He begged. John didn't want to tear Sherlock's sheets, but oh... He felt like he could pop off at any moment.