It was close to an house before Moriarty came back, caressing John's chin. "Good boy. Look at you, all nice and still for me." He gave John a once around look. "And still leaking a little. Oh, I just want to take you again."

But he didn't he just stood there. "Sadly, work calls." He waggled his fingers, and John's clothes were back on him, but he had not been cleaned. "Stay put, my love. Relax, I'll be back for you later.

And Moriarty did come back for him later. He took John multiple times in the couple of days that they had left, never letting John clean himself, until the last day, when he hand finally finished a marathon session of taking John, he collapsed beside him and created a shower with no curtain beside the bed, so Moriarty could watch him shower while he relaxed.

Finally, he released John's cock from the cock ring, letting it hang free.

"Give me a nice show, Johnny Boy. I won't get to see you for soooooo long." his voice got overly dramatic. "Come on. I know you must have a lot of pent up lust by now."