Eagerly, Sherlock climbed up onto the bed from his chair, kneeling over John, hovering over him, their bodies now pressed together, almost stem to stern. He could feel his body starting to react, but this was not about the carnal pleasure right now. Even those feelings were different. He did wonder if he ever got to have sex with John again during these 48 hours, if it would be more intense, better or possibly worse- too overpowering.
But no, that was not the point. He tamped down those thoughts, breaking away right as John seemed to have the same idea.
He wanted to say the words, to have them come out of his mouth, words than in all of his eons he had never said to anyone. He tried, he really did, but it was still so hard, so foreign to him.
"I.. I really care for you, John." he said, frustrated at himself that it was as far as he could go. "I have never felt like this for anyone else, Only you. It's only ever you, now and forever, no matter how many times I have to meet you, You are in my orbit, John Watson. We are forever joined, no matter when the time or place."
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But no, that was not the point. He tamped down those thoughts, breaking away right as John seemed to have the same idea.
He wanted to say the words, to have them come out of his mouth, words than in all of his eons he had never said to anyone. He tried, he really did, but it was still so hard, so foreign to him.
"I.. I really care for you, John." he said, frustrated at himself that it was as far as he could go. "I have never felt like this for anyone else, Only you. It's only ever you, now and forever, no matter how many times I have to meet you, You are in my orbit, John Watson. We are forever joined, no matter when the time or place."