Fingernails dug into John's hips, almost sharp and hard enough to draw blood. Sherlock'd head was thrown back and he made an animalistic noise as his orgasm overtook him and he drained himself into John once again, deep and hard and full, never letting up on his grip, or the speed of his thrusts until he could feel the pleasure finally ebbing.
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Date: 2018-03-20 06:36 pm (UTC)