Sherlock paced back and forth in his flat, laying out all the clues he had found for Lestrade.

"The cane wasn't used. As you can see there was no damage to it, but someone put blood on the cane, her blood. The only person who had both… " Sherlock stopped when he saw John from the corner of his eye.

John was sitting with his legs crossed and leaning to one side, his elbow resting on the arm rest and his hand holding a lollipop. He was eyeing Sherlock as he placed it in his mouth sucking on it then pulling it out slowly, his lips pressed against it as it exited his mouth. Sherlock watched as John did this and suddenly his words were lost.

Lestrade looked back at John and he stopped. Lestrade looked back at Sherlock, "The only person that what?"

Sherlock shook his head then continued on, and so did John. As Sherlock was explaining who the murderer was, and how they did it, John was sucking on the lollipop, looking straight at Sherlock as he did it. He rubbed it around his lips, then placed it in his mouth using his hand to push it back and forth. Sherlock stopped pacing and sat down, crossing his legs and tried his best not to look at John.

Finally he blurted out everything as quickly as he could. Lestrade was watching him, squinting his eyes as he tried his hardest to get all the information.

John was smiling as he held the lollipop in between his teeth, his tongue brushing around it.

"You have to go," Sherlock said.

"Okay? Well thanks again," Lestrade said standing up and heading out of 221B.

Sherlock watched as he walked out the door and when he knew he was completely gone he went over to John who was still playing with the lollipop, twirling it around in his mouth.

Sherlock grabbed the lollipop and threw it to the ground, he put his knees up onto the chair and straddled John.

"You don't need that anymore," Sherlock said playfully.

John smiled and put his hands on Sherlock's back, pressing his hips forward. He pulled Sherlock down and let their lips meet.