Oh, Sherlock had noticed that state of his cock, but he wasn't about to let John get away with this so easily. He came around and used his shoe to nudge at that hard, dripping cock, not hard, but again enough to let John know what he was doing.

"And why would you.. a drippy little cockslut that isn't even worthy of looking up at me, much less touching me, want to push me to see what I would do? Did you think I would roll over and just let you take what you want, you filthy whore?"