John settled himself in Sherlock's lap and nodded. "I did. The rest was needed. Though it was missing you." He answered with a small pout. He leaned against Sherlock, resting his head on the man's chest. He took a breath, though he didn't really need to. It was calming though.

He looked up to say something, but found himself kissing Sherlock. Oh it was wonderful. Wonderful. He wrapped an arm around Sherlock's neck, returning the kiss. He bit at the man's lips, wanting more.