Leaning back against the sink, because he wasn't sure how much strength he had in his legs at that moment, Watson put his arms around Holmes and kissed him, deeply.

"No fear of that," he managed, dropping his head forward onto Holmes's shoulder. He sagged against him, curling his fingers against the skin of Holmes's back. "For what it's worth, I never doubted you."

He pressed several lazy kisses against Holmes's skin, more or less at random. "If you don't mind," Watson murmured, "perhaps we could find some place for us to collapse together."