A drawing for luna! Ugh I hope you have a thing for fantasy lock because ajkdsdfkdjf
Also I read this fanfic last week (that is actually not fantasy/magical au) and the idk how but the ending really stuck to me, so it has a major role in their positions ;;v;; (a snippet of the fic below)
In a few steps, he’s so close that John can once again smell that taut mixture of smoke and skin and he feels it all the way down to his knees. Sherlock’s fingers are sliding along the sides of John’s face, tipping his head up to meet his eyes – those clear, colorless eyes – and then Sherlock is leaning down to kiss him, dry lips against his, the smell of smoke on his teeth, the warm taste of his tongue. John breathes into that kiss, wants to breathe into it forever.
If you have the time, I really recommend you to read it!
I’m grooving so hard on Sherlock’s hood.