Holmes is intent on making this last because it has been a few days too long, however shameful that is, and he wants to drink this in as much as he can. Moreover, there's no guarantee Watson will feel up to it again soon -- well, soon enough. Oh, but it's good to hear Watson talk like that again, and he moves smoothly back to Watson's mouth to kiss him lingeringly, savoring the feel of Watson beneath him.

"I am available for worship at any time of day or night. I'm rather like a church that way," he says with a dark, playful smile before he resumes his mapping of Watson's chest. This venture is more sensitive; he sets to tracing the lines of Watson's scars, still licking the water leftover from their bath.