"Nnnnggff.." Sherlock beamed at the praise. He wanted to be a good boy.. a good pet. He wanted to please Sir. And he had done a good job. He was over the moon.

"Mmmm..." Sherlock wanted nothing more than to taste his milk, drink from his teat, it would make it complete, he would know ever single taste of John. He couldn't wait until this child was born, so he would be able to suckle and taste.

He nodded his head, but he wasn't really sure that he could stand, especially with that giant dildo deep inside his arse.