Whatever you command... - how soon could one propose marriage? Surely not during sex, that would seem as coerced by lust. Mycroft was going to have to figure out the logistics, again, in the morning.

So much math. So much delicious math.

In response, he hooked one long leg up over the other man's shoulder, and braced his foot against the mattress. He did have to stretch his long arm a little to reach the lube in the drawer, but it was well worth it for the smoky, deliriously happy look in Gregory's eyes.

He tossed it gently on the duvet, and whispered hoarsely, "I command you to not touch yourself while you're touching me ... because I want you to come inside of me, Gregory."