John pushed Sherlock against the nearest locker, bodies intertwining so suddenly and so perfectly.
"Christ, I missed you," John muttered into the pale hollow at the bottom of Sherlock's neck.
"I need help, John."
"Anything. Anything you need."
"Everything. I want everything about you. Please." Sherlock inhaled the scent of John's golden hair and exhaled packaged words he had kept in for far too long.
They kissed like their lives depended on it.
And it definitely did.
JE LEEST
yellow
FanfictieDarkness. Definition: Sherlock Holmes Light. Definition: John Watson look at the stars. look how they shine for you. and everything you do. it was all yellow.
