Sherlock tried not to stare, but.. now couldn't he? God, he loved John in his true form, the horns to hold on to, the wings that wrap around him, the cock that stretched him open, the tail that gently caressed him. He was perfect, utterly perfect, just like he had told John that first time they entered 221B, and Sherlock saw him for the first time as he was meant to be.
When the last button was undone, he shrugged out of the shirt, then slowly pulled off the plain white tshirt that he had on under that. That left him naked from the waist up. He shivered slightly, with the clouds outside the room had dropped in temperature a bit. He was cold natured and didn't mind as much, but perpetually hot John probably felt it more than he.
But they would be heating up soon enough, he thought with a smile, as he slowly,. ever so slowly unbuckled his belt.
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Date: 2019-06-13 04:08 am (UTC)When the last button was undone, he shrugged out of the shirt, then slowly pulled off the plain white tshirt that he had on under that. That left him naked from the waist up. He shivered slightly, with the clouds outside the room had dropped in temperature a bit. He was cold natured and didn't mind as much, but perpetually hot John probably felt it more than he.
But they would be heating up soon enough, he thought with a smile, as he slowly,. ever so slowly unbuckled his belt.