John huffed but settled next to Sherlock. "Spoil sport." He muttered under his breath. The blonde put his hand on Sherlock's knee and squeezed.

He felt anxious, like there wasn't enough time, that he needed it now. Whatever it was.

So he leaned in and kissed Sherlock's neck before moving his head and nipping at the man's earlobe. "You look like you have a big cock." He breathed into the man's ear.