Sherlock licked at John's ear. "You have me." He whispered softly. "You have me for the rest of our long lives." He adjusted himself until he was rubbing the head of his cock against John's entrance again.
"Is.. this what you want my love? My pregnant love, my gravid mate?"
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Date: 2019-06-27 09:06 pm (UTC)"Is.. this what you want my love? My pregnant love, my gravid mate?"