Date: 2019-06-19 01:27 am (UTC)
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"Okay." The word was soft, almost whispered.

Gently, Sherlock guided John to sit on the bed with some pillows behind him so he could lean back and be comfortable. Button by button, Sherlock undid John's shirt, pulling it out of his trousers and off his shoulders onto the bed.

Sherlock climbed into bed, a bit awkwardly, it was hard to figure out what position would be best to do this, but he finally did. He sat for a moment, admiring the way that John's breasts had grown. They weren't huge at all, maybe A or B cups, but it was enough to feed their child.

And him.

He settled in, kissing John's breast, licking at it, at the nipple and around the areola, before finally putting his lips around the left nipple, and starting to suckle, lightly at first.
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