"Well good, if you don't fancy anal fissures, they you are going to have to relax a bit more." Sherlock replied, both a bit frustrated at the slow pace, and excited to finally be able to fuck this wonderful little creature under him. It would be tough, but he would find the patience.. somewhere.

Finally, after both rubbing his finger around the outside of John's entrance, and gently applying steady pressure, he felt his long finger start to push past the first ring of muscle. Just inside, he met the second ring, but there was less resistance there, and he was able to push past that as well, into the warm, darkness of John.

"Ahh... there we go.. Much better." He smiled.