It's... definitely a lot more than I anticipated, that's for sure. Some days it's numb as hell, some days it's really sensitive... and then there's now.

[He takes in a long breath, already missing the warmth of Sherlock's lips and hands against his skin and the tickle of his curly hair against exposed flesh.]

It's much more than okay. Dunno how you can say such bloody eloquent things while I'm here hoping I don't trip over my own tongue. But all that you said... I like it too. About you, I mean.