Authors note

aaah my second chapter! Thabk you for the reveiws so far guys, again im realky sorry for any spelling mistakes ( blame it on the Dyslexia ) but i hope you enjoy!!

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The two men follow Zelda inside as John looked around her flat, Sherlock on the other hand couldn't keep his eyes off of her as she walked in front of him towards her kitchen.

"Tea anyone?"

She shouted from the kitchen turning around to look at Sherlock, only to be quite surprised that he was already looking her way. John picked up the newspaper which was on top of the mahogany coffee table in front of him, pearing at the front page.

"No thank you Mrs.Anderson."

John muttered making Sherlock break their little staring contest for a second, his mind thinking over her last name as she rolled her eyes turning back around.

" Before you even think about it Sherlock, no I am not in any means married to the Mr. Anderson at Scotland Yard. in fact the total opposite... he's my brother"

Zelda grinned as she bit her bottom lip gently watching relief roll over Sherlocks face before a look of confusion takes it's place.

"But you are nothing like your brother. you're a-"

Before Sherlock could finish speaking he saw her eyes go dull in colour as she slowly lowered her head.

"A freak? A mistake? A psyc-"

Sherlock stopped her by lifting her chin up with his hand gently studying her eyes as if he was reading a book.

"Alot like me."

He whispered softly almost not wanting John to hear those words, but the doctor did and he was watching this scene unfold. John looked around nervously before coughing as he leant on his walking stick.

"Sorry to break this little ...thing but uhh... do you have a bathroom?"

A small, almost undetectable smirk made its way onto both Sherlocks and Zelda's face as they kept their gaze.

"Have you ever heard of a flat without a bathroom Mr Watson?"

Zelda turned her head to look at the army doctor as he sighed.

"I meant where is it?"

"Down the hall, white door. Don't go in any other rooms. I don't want you contaminating anything of mine."

She turned her gaze back towards Sherlock as John walked to the bathroom, the tapping of his walking stick on the floor boards echoed through the house.

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( pre warning for the next part because oh God I can just imagine this happening )

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As the bathroom door locked Sherlocks lips came crashing down against Zelda's, her arms quickly wrapping around his neck as her fingers gripped the black curls behind his head.

Sherlock gripped her hips as he picked her up with ease, pushing her against the fridge. seconds began feeling like minutes, minutes feeling like hours. Their eyes were both dilated as he pulled away beginning his assault on her neck, biting and kissing down it as her hands grabbed more curls leaving scratches down Sherlocks neck as he left his mark down hers.

Zelda bit her bottom lip hard as she tried to not to make a sound, hoping the Dr wouldnt catch them in the act. Both of them were yet to realise that John and now Lestrade were already standing there watching them with wide eyes and low hanging jaws.

A quick knock on the Coffee table by Lestrade brought the wild act to a quick holt, Sherlock dropping Zelda down quickly as they both turned towards the kitchen entrance. Their faces bright red and their lips swollen from the force of them making out.

"So, when should we start receiving the invitations?"

Greg Smirked, crossing his arms.

A/N

SECOND CHAPTER DONE!

I really hope you guys enjoyed this tho! and if you want more making out scenes then leave a review telling me what I should add.

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR READING

S.B