Sherlock started to push his fingers harder and faster in and out of his arse, groaning and rocking with each push..

No.. he had to stop.. he was going to come like this.. He pulled his fingers out of himself and grabbed the dildo, thrusting it hard and fast inside of himself without any other preparation. It hurt, but it was perfect.

He leaned forward, his lips were almost touching John's cock while he stroked. "Ohhh. please John. He begged. "Please come on me. Mark me. Make me yours, I want to be owned by you. I want to be your slave, your good boy.. you fucktoy.. anything for you.."