I’ve got you right where I want you.
John smiled as Sherlock padded barefoot across the room. Without thinking much of it, he hooked his arms around Sherlock’s waist and drew him into his lap. Sherlock smiled gently and John smiled back as the world narrowed to just the two of them, Sherlock’s hand wrapping around his head as they came together for a tender kiss.
(It inspired a little paragraph)