All Sherlock would have had to was a little bit of magic, and he could get the more of John that he wanted. But he knew that he couldn't, not yet at least. The man couldn't know that he was a god. He would lose him forever.

"Just... move.. fast...." He couldn't take it any more. He needed this release. His cock was slapping up against his belly with each thrust of John into him. His whole body was tinging with need.