Of course, Sherlock did what he was told. He stayed on his hands and knees, leaking come out of his arse and covered with come on every part of him. He hissed in a sudden shock of pain when the dragon dildo was pushed back into him- he hadn't been expecting it. His cock gave a little twitch.

He was filled again, most of the come that had been inside of him was pushed out, there was simply no room. But it was enough of a lube to get it inside, even the knot, which spread him wide then popped inside. The rest slid in easily.

He was floating, flying, out of body. He'd been fucked and pissed on and stretched twice. His body shook softly, he was almost beyond pain or pleasure, he was just... THERE