It took a few suckles for the milk to start flowing. When it did, Sherlock's eyes went wide when he first tasted it. It was almost like cow's milk, but a bit more mild, and a bit sweeter, and a bit thinner than cow's milk. He really had no idea what he was expecting, but that was not it.
And yet, it was quite nice. It was warm because of course it is John's body temperature, and John's temperature (being a demon) was higher than his. One would think that warm milk would be bad, but he found it quite comforting, and he suckled eagerly, snuggling as much in John's lap as he could.
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Date: 2019-06-19 06:42 pm (UTC)And yet, it was quite nice. It was warm because of course it is John's body temperature, and John's temperature (being a demon) was higher than his. One would think that warm milk would be bad, but he found it quite comforting, and he suckled eagerly, snuggling as much in John's lap as he could.