My head was running wild. His hands were running all over my body. He cupped one of my breasts and began to nibble and suck on the nipple. A moan escaped my mouth. I couldn't get enough of this feeling. I pulled him into me. As soon as his penis slide inside me I could help but gasp. It felt so amazing feeling him going inside me and his bare chest on my skin.

"Olivia, dear you have to be quiet. Sherlock is here, love."

Just as John thrusted into me deeper I let out a scream. This was nothing like I had ever felt before. All I wanted was to have his body as close to mine as I could get. I grabbed the back of his head and pulled it close to me. I moaned into his ear. He began to move faster and harder. The headrest started to bang on the wall. That was when we heard the door slam.

"Never mind love he isn't here."

Then my mind flooded with thoughts of Sherlock. Could he hear them? Oh god I hoped not. Did he know what was going on in the room? He was in one of his trances when they went into the bed room.

The sex went on for what seemed like ages. I was considered that Sherlock had heard us. What was he going to think of me? It shouldn't bother me that much. I am with John. I should be so concerned with Sherlock's opinion of me. Finally John let out a moan and his body collapsed on top of mine.

"Olivia, you drive me mad. I love you, Olivia. I am going to miss you when I head up to Blackpool. It's going to be the longest week of my life"

This was the first time either one of us had said it to each other. It had caught me off guard. I didn't know what to say. I mean I think I love him. It's too soon to tell specially since I kept thinking about Sherlock during.

" I-I-love you too. I am going to go and get some fresh air. I will be back." I said with a smile.

I slipped out of bed as John rolled over and watched me put on my bra and underwear.

"Please just come back to bed."

"John I really need to get some air. It reeks of sweat and sex in here."

I pulled on my black dress and tights and slipped on my flats and headed up to the roof. I opened the door and lite up a cigar and inhaled the air into my lungs. It was starting to get cloudy again. It's always raining here.

I walked around the corner and there stood Sherlock looking up at the sky. I froze. Oh god did he hear me? Can I sneak back inside?

"Olivia you might as well come and join me. I know you are there."

"But… how?"

" I could smell your cigar and I could hear your foot steps. Your right leg is shorter than the left so you have a slight limp and not to mention you smell of sweat."

"Well I didn't know you were up here. I would have given you some alone time. I am guessing that's why you came up here."

"Of course not, you were a little pre-occupied with your engagements in the bedroom. But yes I came up her to be alone."

My face turned bright red. Yup he knew what was going on. Guess he wasn't in a trance after all.

"I will leave then."

"No, no stay. "

"Okay…..umm don't tell John about the cigars. I only smoke 1 or 2 a day. I don't like cigarettes they gross me out. They smell horrible. It is so unattractive."

"I use to smoke."

"Oh sorry, I um…"

"It's alright. Why do you think I quit? It wasn't attractive and it was bad for me. Which, you should think about doing the same."

"Thanks I will think about it."

"You're welcome and don't worry you secret is safe with me." He winked and walked away.

Sherlock Holmes just winked at me. This wasn't not the Sherlock I was use to seeing. The only time I ever saw him show any type of emotion was when he was on a case. He never shows any interest in girls. They are throwing themselves at him and he blows them off every time. Molly was always trying to get him to go to coffee or a movie and every time he denies her. It is really sad really. She keeps trying and every time he breaks her heart.