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Sherlock was still in the bedroom when John walked in. He was half laying on the bed, rubbing his arse. He froze, like a deer in the headlights.
"How do you do this?" He asked, sitting up with a little grimace. Do I make you this sore every time?
Suddenly his libido was dropping like a load balloon. He didn't want to cause John as much discomfort as he was feeling right now.
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Date: 2018-04-09 03:27 pm (UTC)Sherlock was still in the bedroom when John walked in. He was half laying on the bed, rubbing his arse. He froze, like a deer in the headlights.
"How do you do this?" He asked, sitting up with a little grimace. Do I make you this sore every time?
Suddenly his libido was dropping like a load balloon. He didn't want to cause John as much discomfort as he was feeling right now.