"I didn't, but I'm glad to hear it." Watson kept his movements very gentle, very easy, because he was in a precarious position and he wasn't entirely sure he would be able to catch himself if he slipped. He leaned in to trail his lips over Holmes's neck, closing his eyes as he tried to ignore the strain in his leg that bending like this produced.

"You're rather irresistable yourself. My love. What sort of husband would I be if I denied you any sort of fulfilment when I want it as much as you do?" He kissed him, giving a small grunt of effort deep in his throat. Watson's fingers played gently over Holmes's cock, almost playfully. He felt in no hurry, wanted this to last as long as possible. Yes, the pain was a small hindrance to him, but surely this would help take his mind off it.