[Sherlock smirked, bending down to meet his lips to make it easier on him. He rather liked the impishness of John. He liked it a lot when it was focused on him.]

I think reclining will spare us both the neck strain if you care to join me on the floor. I'll leave you in charge of keeping things in perspective but I'd like to feel you. Even if it's just through your shirt, I'd like to have my hands against you. Would that be alright?