Last chapter, this is where things get smutty... Please enjoy and let me know what you think ^^

They ordered Chinese for dinner, eating on the floor in front of the sofa while watching movies. Sherlock was complaining about the fact that Molly had chosen the next movie, and had ultimately decided that she wanted to watch a silly rom-com called Clueless.

Molly got annoyed at him and started arguing that he'd brought the movies because he knew that they were her favourites, so he should have anticipated that she'd want to watch some of the rom-coms as well.

When that didn't shut him up, she kissed him.

She was both scared and happy: scared since she'd most obviously shocked Sherlock, made obvious by the way he'd stiffened when her lips had met his; happy, because she'd been dreaming about kissing Sherlock for longer than she could remember.

She started pulling back when Sherlock's hand slipped behind her neck and his lips started moving with hers. She felt a jolt of electricity move down her spine when Sherlock groaned as she softly slipped his lip between her teeth, and even though she'd never before been with a boy, she knew what her body was telling her.

Sherlock's body and mind seemed to be feeling the same way she did, the pressure of his erection against her hip a clear sign that he wanted this as much as she did.

Molly squirmed as Sherlock's hands started moving down her willing body, but stopped before reaching her sensitive breast, his gaze landing on hers. Molly nodded, letting him know that she was willing and wanting.

She sighed when his hand closed around her breast, his fingers working her nipple gently through her tee shirt.

She mewled and arched her back when Sherlock pulled her shirt up and let his lips and tongue work their magic. Her hand travelled down in search for Sherlock's bulge, needing to touch him, to feel him lose control like she was.

The groan he gave when she found her goal sent a shiver throughout her body, making her blood boil with passion.

Clothes were removed and they were soon pressed nakedly together. Sherlock had let his hands travel further down; rubbing her clit in circles, but Molly needed more.

"Sherlock... I... I want you" she moaned when he hit a particularly sensitive spot as his fingers pushed inside of her cunt.

He nodded, moving between her legs, removing her hand from his throbbing cock only to grab it himself and position it in front of her beckoning heat.

"God, no wait" he groaned "condom." He jumped up from the floor and moved out of the room with almost ultrasonic speed. She giggled as he came back into the room nearly as soon as he'd left it.

She accepted the kiss he bestowed on her lips, relaxing her body as he finally pushed into her, groaning loudly when he pressed through her barrier.

"Did... did I hurt you" he said, stilling his movements before starting to pull out of her. Molly grabbed his arse and pushed against his hips, moving her hips in circles against his.

"No... oh no" she sighed as he started to move with her, dropping his head to the nape of her neck with a groan as she clenched her walls around his prick.

"God... Molly, you're so warm, so soft" he growled against her heated skin, pumping faster and further into her.

It finished almost as soon as it had started when Molly moaned Sherlock's name and the walls of her cunt pulsed around Sherlock's cock. His hips continued pumping into her as he reached his orgasm and his breath was fast against her throat when he finally stilled.

He moved to get his weight off of her, but Molly pulled him close, not wanting to lose the feeling of him inside of her just yet.

"Molly... ugh, I'm crushing you" Sherlock groaned.

"No, no I'm alright. Just... just kiss me" she mumbled, moving her lips along his jawline down to his lips.

"That... that wasn't your first time was it?" Molly asked, although she already knew the answer.

"No. But if it's any consolation, I wish it was" he answered softly as he brushed a stray hair from Molly's forehead.

"I don't care Sherlock, as long as you're mine now, as much as I'm yours."

Sherlock looked down at her with loving eyes, watching a smile blossoming on her pink lips

A smile that was soft, and altogether hers.