Sherlock watched with a broad smile as John shot up to his chest, then the rest covered his stomach, a long trail of his come striping his body.

"Mmm... Good boy." He continued to push the plug in and out even after the orgasm was done, milking every last bit out of the man. Finally the pushed it back in hard with a shove.

"You were so good. Do you feel better now?" He asked with a grin.