Sherlock sucked in great breaths of air when John pulled out of him, which meant that while John was coating his face, he got even more come in his mouth, which of course he eagerly lapped up. He was covered in come, between John's on his face and in his mouth and now on his body, and his own on his hands and between his legs, now leaking onto the exposed parts of the dragon dildo as well.

His own orgasm seemed to last a lifetime. He couldn't even try to answer John until it had finally faded and he was able to breathlessly nod his head. He tried to say "Yes, Sir" But it came out as a breathy gasping moan more than anything else, so he nodded again.

He would take whatever John could give him, as much as he would give him.