Her head is thrown back but when she feels him shift and his fingers teasing at her entrance, she manages to lift her head up and finds him looking up at her.

"Sherlock," is all she manages to whisper out. Her pupils are blown wide in arousal and her cheeks are flushed. He looks like a bloody angel between her legs, pale and gorgeous, and also clearly aroused by what he's doing to her. Meeting his eyes is intense but she can't look away.