"Sherlock, what are we doing?"
"Shh. We're being followed."
"I don-"
He pressed her back into the building they were in front of in an alley. He put his lips on her neck and her head automatically went up, eyes closed. Her body was betraying her.
"You will care because it's me." He whispered into her neck.
"Do you have to say it like that?" She wanted to slap away the arrogance.
"Like what?"
"Like you care that I care about your well being."
"Molly, for a couple that's supposed to be snogging you talk an awful lot. Did you behave similarly with other boyfriends?"
Meanwhile the man that was following them had walked by and lost them.
"Fine... Since you requested it."
Suddenly, her lips were on his neck giving him little kisses that trailed up to his jaw line. She brushed her lips up and down it, and back up again to his ear.
"Usually," she whispered, "I'm a vocal participator."
He then turned his head to look at her with those sharp blue eyes. She smirked at him in return.
"Miss Hooper. I believe that I'm at a disadvantage." He stated while straightening up.
" Why is that Mr. Holmes?"
"I believe I promised John and Mary that we'd come visit little Charlotte. It seems to me that we are up to no good as usual."
"You know. We can always reschedule for tomorrow night."
He looked down at her. "Yes. Home?"
"Mhmm." She nodded her head enthusiastically.
