Smiling against Holmes's mouth, Watson increased the pace of his fingers on Holmes's cock to match that of the hand on his own. This was encouraging, this was incredible to see and experience after so much worry. And that meant it was a little easier for him to let go and experience the moment.

His fingers moved along Holmes's neck, up into his hairline, and Watson turned his head to press his lips against Holmes's jawline.

"Stay with me," he murmured against Holmes's skin, not ceasing in his movements. "Stay with me, my love, I'm here."