"Sherlock I can't give you more. There's only one of me..." He gasped as he continued to move. This was... Sherlock was. He whimpered as he kept thrusting.

He had these off flashes of a man with similar facial features as Sherlock. But he was decidedly not human. They were arguing, talking, having sex. Though the sex he saw in his flashes was... Filthy. And he loved it.