"Later, my love.Later." He purred. "For now.." His voice trailed off as he shoved more of his cock into John;s throat.. filling his mouth to the back of his throat, making it impossible for Jon to talk back to him now. He held tight to John's hair. "Come on, my pet. You know you love the taste of me. I've seen how you beg for it. ."



'Beg for it?' Sherlock look shocked. Did.. John.. enjoy this more than he was letting on? He couldn't see Johns face at this angle so he couldn't tell, but he certainly seemed to be going at it anxiously.