Sherlock leaned his head down and bit at John's neck, leaving marks. Since he was not human any more, there was no one else that he had to impress any more, so Sherlock had no compunctions about marking the man as his own.
"John.." He groaned the man's name while his sharp teeth drew just the slightest bit of blood, not that John needed it any more.
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Date: 2018-02-17 09:50 pm (UTC)"John.." He groaned the man's name while his sharp teeth drew just the slightest bit of blood, not that John needed it any more.