John was shaking as he slowly adjusted to the feeling of that cold length inside him. He took a deep breath, groaning. Sherlock wasn't the largest he ever had, but it felt so good. So calming.

He relaxed his wings and his tail wrapped around Sherlock's arm, keeping him close. So close. He never had anything so gentle and loving. He moaned and shifted a bit. He was used to the intrusion stretching him out.

"Y.. You can move. Please... I need you Sherlock." He begged.