Sherlock grunted too, trying to get closer to John. He couldn't, though, his trousers were around his thighs and it made it difficult.
He pulled back with a sigh, straightening up so he could slip them off. He leaned down to tug John's pyjama bottoms off before he crawled over him again, lying on top of John. That was much better; feeling John's skin against his own. He reached for John's cock again, moaning as he wrapped his fingers around it.