It had been far too long since he lost himself like this. He had not realized how much he missed the sensation of it all. Sherlock’s hands shook as he set aside the needle and unwrapped the band from his arm. Mmm yes… far too long.  

The man stretched out his legs, crossed his ankles and settled them onto the coffee table. He leaned back heavily against the back of the couch and steepled his fingers, pressing them to his lips. Sherlock stared at the ceiling for a long while, eyes half lidded and brain working at twice its normal rate.