Posts by FlowerKey

"I was correct when I said you were adorable, if now sexy" he smiled and pinned him down again, stealing multiple kisses from his lips.

Sherlock got tired of staying on his knees and went back to laying down on him, keeping up with the kisses the whole time through. He pressed his tongue against johns and messed with his hair, taking breaths in when he could.

John scoffed and grabbed two cups for the tea and put them on the counter, he put the tea and the hot water into them and grabbed them to bring to the living room. He set sherlocks cup on the table near his feet and sat down beside him, sipping his tea and fixing his eyes on the television. He didn't say anything to Sherlock, who he assumed was zoned out into the show that was on.

Sherlock felt the nails and decided to just let him do it, he fumbled around with his feet and kept running his fingers through johns hair, which was a complete mess by now. He loved feeling his bare stomach against his. Rhea moaned softly when he changed the position of his arms. Downstairs, there was a knock on the front door. Sherlock took a breath to mumble "shut up" to the sound and kept kissing John.

"Would you like me to make a new cup?" John said through almost gritted teeth after he finished his cup that seemed just fine to him. He looked at Sherlock, glancing at his feet and then back at his face, setting his cup down and getting ready to stand up again to fix some more tea.

"Don't care much, they can just assume we aren't home" he said and stole a few more kisses before John could speak again.

"Oh fine!" He mumbled and pushed himself off of him, leaving his shirt off and his hair messed up and looked at John laying there. He smirked before he left the room, not knowing if John would follow or stay on the bed. He slumped down the stairs to the door and sighed, looking back up the stairs, not wanting to open the door. He unlocked it and opened it, looking down to see a very confused Molly with a clipboard in her hand and her phone on top of that.

"Um, yes, John, matters completely slipped my mind." He said and noticed that he hadn't told John that he was planning on looking at a corpse for Molly that afternoon. He closed the door in Molly's face and looked up at John. "I was going to meet with her today... I can tell her that you are sick like you said about me" he faked a smile and looked up at John, his back against the door. He could hear Molly call his name from outside, obviously confused about the whole situation.

Sherlock grinned, "you go get dressed, I'll tell Molly I forgot... Yes I forgot" he grabbed the doorknob before him and looked at him until he moved away a little. He knew Molly would shoot so many questions at him, but he didn't bother, or even care. He was surprised that John didn't want to hide anything from anyone about their new relationship.

Sherlock opened the door a little more to Molly to speak to her, "yes, Molly? What brings you here?" He said and ran his finger through his hair to make it look less messy. Molly stood there with her eyes wide at the whole situation, wondering why he wasn't at the lab and why he looked like he had just had a fight or something. "Wh-why didn't you come to the lab an hour ago? I had to cancel a lot to let you see the body..." She asked looking at the bruise on his neck. "Oh! Wow it completely slipped my mind!" Sherlock said, smacking his forehead. He could hear John coming down the stairs again, "I best get something on" Sherlock mumbled and left Molly again, passing John to go to his room upstairs.

John took a breath and grabbed the cup, standing abruptly and walking to the kitchen to make some more. He tapped his foot as he listened to the telivision on the living room and watched the water boil. He rolled his eyes in aggravation.

Molly looked at John for a second, then shook out of her daze, "um...yes, is Sherlock okay?" She asked him, clutching her clipboard a little closer. Upstairs, Sherlock looked for a shirt, he picked up the one he had taken off before and tugged his shoes on, not bothering with apt he laces. He walked into the living room and put his coat on, loosely putting his scarf around his neck. He came back to the front door and looked at them both, eagerly wanting to fix a strand of johns hair.

"Corpses" Sherlock grinned happily, moving past Molly to stop a cab that was just then Passing by. It stopped and Sherlock looked back at the two, Molly forced a smile to him and pointed at her car across the street with a free thumb. "John" Sherlock opened the door, waiting for him to get in. Molly hesitated then stepped away to leave to her car.

"I assume, she hasn't told me much" he said, referring to Molly. Molly got into her car and grabbed her phone from on top of her clipboard. She messages Sherlock-
I thought he had work today? -Molly h.
Sherlock felt the slight buzz in his pocket and looked at it, letting John tell the driver where to go after he sat down next to him in the cab. He replied-
Why would it bother you if I brought him along? -SH
Molly saw her phone light up before she pulled out of the space and blushed at what it said. She set the phone down not wanting to answer his message.

"What do you mean 'force myself'?" He asked leaning closer to him. He put his phone in his pocket with his now only free hand and then set it on top of his leg.

"If what was okay, us? Or the absence of my thought lie we made up?" He asked and leaned his shoulder on johns, looking out his window but keeping his focus on johns words.

"It's fine, John. She already canceled every other boring thing she was going to do, so there would be no point in me not coming." He sighed and pushed into a position that he could fall asleep in if he wanted to, snuggled up against John.

"I wouldn't say breaking her heart..." Sherlock sighed and rolled his eyes like John had. "She doesn't think I'm interested in her, does she?" He asked him, wondering if that's what people thought, that him and Molly had something and not him and John.

"Well that's awkward, seeing that we were going to make out after I looked at the bodies...you and me that is..." Sherlock snuggled back onto his arm a little more, "or so I hoped."

Sherlock grinned at his excellent suggestion and got out of the cab, knowing John had some money on him. He fixed his hair and his collar and started towards the door. He saw Molly's car near everyone else's who was here, which wasn't many people, so he knew she was probably inside.