He had to admit, it was rather nice, watching a part of himself dribble down John's arse. It made for a lovely mental picture that he was going to file away for later.
"Stay. Stay the night, or move in? We don't even know each other yet." Of course that was a lie when it came to Sherlock. He had seen John, known him from when he was only a few hours old. But he didn't need to know that.
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Date: 2018-02-09 12:43 am (UTC)"Stay. Stay the night, or move in? We don't even know each other yet." Of course that was a lie when it came to Sherlock. He had seen John, known him from when he was only a few hours old. But he didn't need to know that.