John looked up at him and then pulled off Sherlock. He wanted to give in, let Sherlock play with his true form. But goodness did he want to ride that cock. He licked the head, running his tongue around it.
"Get on your back Sherlock..." his voice was hoarse, but there was no power behind the words. He he wanted nothing more than for Sherlock to hold his horns and fuck his face.
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Date: 2019-06-11 09:44 pm (UTC)"Get on your back Sherlock..." his voice was hoarse, but there was no power behind the words. He he wanted nothing more than for Sherlock to hold his horns and fuck his face.