"Nnnng.." It was all that he was able to say. He loved it so much when John told him what to do. Oh bloody buggering hell, even when he was only half hard, he was still bigger than Sherlock was hard. He quickly scrambled off the bed, then remembered that he needed to do this slowly.
So he started with his shoes. He bent over so that his arse was facing John while he unlaced his shoes, and then toed out of them, stepping away behind them. His socks came next, still bending over and showing John his arse, still covered by his trousers.
When those were done, he put them in his shoes, then turned and turned back towards John, so he could watch him start to unbutton his shirt, from the top down.
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Date: 2019-06-13 03:58 am (UTC)So he started with his shoes. He bent over so that his arse was facing John while he unlaced his shoes, and then toed out of them, stepping away behind them. His socks came next, still bending over and showing John his arse, still covered by his trousers.
When those were done, he put them in his shoes, then turned and turned back towards John, so he could watch him start to unbutton his shirt, from the top down.