“How big did you say?”
Sherlock stood belly to bell…no, well now he was nearly belly to chest against John. He shifted, and spike heels clicked softly on the hardwoods.
“Seven inches.”
John heard his neck make a small complaining noise as he looked up and up and into grey eyes. He sighed softly and before long other parts of John were also on the way up.
The good doctor was working on his own, um, seven inches.
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