Sherlock was behind John, leaning his chin on his mate's shoulder. "He didn't miss the movement that John made to his stomach. It had deflated some, but he was still rounded. And Sherlock loved it. He was actually going to slightly miss his rounded John.

"You already want another?" Sherlock asked, with a smile, and a little nibble of John's neck, since he was right there. "You want to give William a brother or sister, don't you?" It had been a long shot that he got pregnant once, it took 6 months, there was no telling if he could again. But if John wanted to, Sherlock would certainly agree to it as well.