Sherlock's POV
She would be happy to see me. I was happy to be seeing her again after two long years. She opened the door and I gave her my best smile. Her eyes went wide. She pulled me inside, closed the door and then hit me. She didn't slap me, she literally punched me in the face.
"Right, I probably deserved that."
"Probably?!"
"Alight I deserved it! I didn't have much of a choice."
"Beg your pardon?"
I looked at her.
"If I hadn't jumped you would've been killed. And John and Lestrade. Mrs. Hudson too most likely."
She folded her arms across her chest. The burning anger in her eyes…
"Would you believe me if I said I missed you?"
She hit me again.
"You selfish bastard! Do you have any idea what I went through?! Of course not! All you care about is yourself and your work. I might be a thief, but at least I have some sort of understanding of human nature!" she snapped.
"Yes, you are a thief. You also stole something you weren't trying to."
"Oh spare me!"
She walked further into the flat.
"Raine!"
I went after her and she turned on me.
"Why did you come here?"
"Why wouldn't I?"
She narrowed her eyes and I smiled a bit.
"You wouldn't come back here unless I actually meant something to you. Can't you just say that?! Why is communication so damn hard for you?!"
I took another step closer. She looked up into my eyes.
"You're not capable of human emotions. You could never love anything but your work. You and I had a few good dances but that was it. But it still hurt me to hear that you'd died. Unlike you, I actually care."
That fire! Her fire!
"I missed you so goddamn much!"
I grabbed her and kissed her full lips. She didn't even try to fight me. She wrapped her arms around my neck and jumped on me. I sat her on a table and ripped her shirt open. I practically tore off her bra and took her breasts in my hands.
"Oh, Sherlock!"
I smiled and leaned down, closing my mouth around her nipple. My cock was already hard and ready to take her. I pulled down my jeans and she unbuckled my belt. I wasted no time in impaling her on my throbbing cock.
"Oh god! I haven't felt that in two years!" I said.
"Two long years." She agreed.
"Put your arms around me." I ordered.
She did as I said and I started thrusting. Her backside smacked against the wall I'd moved her to as I pumped myself inside her. She kissed my lips hard, sliding her tongue down my throat. I moaned into her mouth at the pleasurable feeling it gave me. Neither of us lasted long. After being apart for so long we were both aching for release. The second I felt her walls tighten around my cock I shouted her name as I filled her with my seed. My legs shook slightly as I set her down. She fell against me and I wrapped my arms around her. I leaned down and whispered,
"My heart."
She looked up at me. Curiosity in her warm brown eyes.
"What?"
I smiled gently.
"You stole my heart."
Her eyes went wide with shock. I kissed her softly and stroked her cheek with my thumb.
"You think I don't feel normal human emotions, you're right. I don't, when I'm not around you. You make me human, you bring out my humanity so to speak. Which to me is very obnoxious but can be quite refreshing."
"If you're trying to make a point you better make it faster."
"I love that threatening tone. Very sexy."
"Sherlock!" She warned.
"I need you. I need you in my life. Like John, but so very different. That fire in you that makes me so… makes me feel…"
I had no idea how to say it.
"Well?"
It was the first time I'd been at such a loss for words.
"Sherlock?"
"I don't know how to say it."
She looked deep into my eyes and said,
"Then show me."
I kissed her. I poured all my feelings into that single kiss. Telling her everything I couldn't say. She tangled her thin fingers in my hair and when I knew she felt what I meant, I leaned back.
"That. That's how you make me fee every time I'm with you."
She smiled at me, tears welled in her eyes.
"You don't have to say it back. But Sherlock… I love you."
"I know."
"Of course you do."
We both chuckled and I held her in my arms. She was the one thing I could never live without.