If the bonds had been normal, John could have easily broken them. Magical bonds though, that was a horse of another color.
Sherlock watched him, still an pliant, glad to see that he was taking his punishment.
Well, mostly.
"No." Sherlock replied. He was not going to touch the man.. At least, not for a bit.
At first, Sherlock tried to tease John, making himself hard but not getting himself off. But he had no sense of foreplay. or patience, and it quickly grew in to how fast could he wank himself off.
Sherlock went hard and fast, knowing just the strokes to make himself feel good, that little twist on the upstroke, and the tighter grip on the down stroke.
Soon enough, he was closing his eyes and leaning his head back, spilling his molten hot seed over his hand and letting it sizzle on the ground in front of his feet.
The good thing about being a god, was that he only had to let is body calm down for a moment, before he started stroking again.
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Date: 2018-02-25 04:12 pm (UTC)Sherlock watched him, still an pliant, glad to see that he was taking his punishment.
Well, mostly.
"No." Sherlock replied. He was not going to touch the man.. At least, not for a bit.
At first, Sherlock tried to tease John, making himself hard but not getting himself off. But he had no sense of foreplay. or patience, and it quickly grew in to how fast could he wank himself off.
Sherlock went hard and fast, knowing just the strokes to make himself feel good, that little twist on the upstroke, and the tighter grip on the down stroke.
Soon enough, he was closing his eyes and leaning his head back, spilling his molten hot seed over his hand and letting it sizzle on the ground in front of his feet.
The good thing about being a god, was that he only had to let is body calm down for a moment, before he started stroking again.