It didn't take much longer for John. He was already on edge, wanting, needing. It had been centuries since he was last with someone. He cried out as he buried himself in Sherlock, biting the man's shoulder as he climaxed inside him.
He lay draped over Sherlock's back for a moment, taking deep breaths. After a moment he pulled back, and out, before dropping next to the man.
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Date: 2018-03-01 07:04 pm (UTC)He lay draped over Sherlock's back for a moment, taking deep breaths. After a moment he pulled back, and out, before dropping next to the man.