one of my favorite redesigns in the film
Victor is sprawled beneath Sherlock, the taller boy pressing him into his bed. He leans up, and a soft, "William," is passed between their open mouths. Sherlock licks a path up from Victor's neck to the shell of his ear, and Victor repeats it reverently, like a prayer: "William, please..." Sherlock's teeth dent the smooth, cold skin of Victor's earlobe, and he swallows a moan. "Will- William..."