"You wont have to." Sherlock's hand wandered all over John's body, "Never." Sherlock desperately licked and nipped at any part of John's skin that he could get to.
Oh, he wanted to get those clothes off of John and just ravage him, to remember what they had for so long, so very long ago.
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Date: 2018-03-02 06:40 pm (UTC)Oh, he wanted to get those clothes off of John and just ravage him, to remember what they had for so long, so very long ago.
"Please... John... my Persephone..."