"You best not." The growl that came out of his voice was positively deadly sounding. "I wouldn't want to be disappointed in losing my Johnny Boy. And if I'm disappointed, that will be very bad for you."

Moriarty had stayed inside of John this whole time, and as soon as he stopped stalking, he started to thrust again, if it was possible he was even less gentle this time, ravaging John, taking him hard and fast and ruthlessly. It didn't take long for him to get to his end, another large amount of his essence spilling into John, enough that it was leaking out around his cock and out John's arse, down his thighs and to the bed.

This time, he finally did pull out, watching with a chuckle as more and more of his come dribbled out of John's hole.

"Oh, so beautiful."