"Nnnngg... Johhnn.. Joooooohhnn!!!" Sherlock leaned his head back forcing every little bit of himself that he could inside of John;s throat, filling the back of his throat and down his gullet with his molten hot seed, spurt after spurt, much longer and more intense than the ones that had come before it.

Sherlock rode the wave of pleasure, thrusting even after the flow had slowed, and then stopped altogether.

"Ahhh. Johnnn..." He groaned softly, well aware that John hadn't gotten off yet.