Throughout the meal molly could feel Sherlock's gaze. She would sneak a glance at him every now and then and the look in his eyes would make her insides squirm. she would remember his very talented fingers and mouth, the way he moved inside her these were not things she should be thinking about while out in public having dinner with friends, she tried to put the images out of her head without any luck. It did not help when Sherlock got up to go to the bathroom; molly nearly fell out her chair watching him walk away she looked around the table to see if anyone had noticed no one seemed to apart from Mary who just winked at her. Everyone was having a good time and not long after they had finish eating the band started up. All the girls looked at each other and smiled they had all had a few drinks and the urge to dance had hit them all. They all hit the dance floor with alcohol induced vigour, Mrs Hudson had politely declined and gone to the bar with lestrade. John had moved next to Sherlock and watched as the women danced about laughing and have a good time. It was a small dance floor so when a dozen more people hit the floor it was pretty crowded Sherlock was watching with great interest as molly's dancing became only what he could describe as provocative. John watching Sherlock was trying not to outright laugh as his eyes became wider and wider and began to fidget the more he watched molly's dancing. "It's called twerking I believe" said john Without taking his eyes from the dance floor Sherlock replied "I know what twerking is john I have just never seen it before" "How on earth do you know what twerking is, but you don't know about the solar system " With a sigh he answers "Not that again john I told you that I must have deleted that bit of information, and I happen to know what twerking is, because while you were away on your sex holiday I had a case that involved a jealous boyfriend and his over exuberant girlfriend, anyway it was a term that was brought up I did not know of it so I researched it." "Okay but that still does"….. He felt Sherlock tense and saw his eyes narrow, John looked onto the dance floor to see that a few young men had worked their way through to where molly and the others were dancing and were dancing very close to them all. John did not feel there was much to worry about even when one of them put his hands on Mary's hips all she did was smile up at him and wave her ring hand, he smiled and nodded and backed away. Then he noticed that one of the others was doing the same to molly and that's when things got interesting. Sherlock rose to his feet and marched straight for the dance floor. Molly was having a good time she knew that she was being watched so decided to make it worth the watch. She would sneak a look every now and then and see him staring. She continued to dance and when a couple of lads joined in she didn't mind, they were kind of cute and normally she would be thrilled but she only had eyes for one person in particular and when she looked over he was not there. Oh well she thought maybe he is at the bar or the restroom, when she looked back to the lad he was extremely close and was placing his hands on her waist moving with her. She smiled up at him and he smiled back taking it as an invite to move closer, just as he was about to she saw him freeze and move back from her, she was confused until she felt a strong pair of hands on her waist and the familiar smell of aftershave and she knew straight away who it was, Molly turned and looked up to his face and smiled but he was still giving the stink eye to the other lad, so she weaved he hands around his neck and into his hair and pulled his head down so he was looking at her. "Hey jealous much" she said with a smirk "What no just looking out for you he was clearly a bad choice" "Oh really and why is that" "Well to start with he has no dress sense.." "Just admit it Sherlock you were a little bit jealous" He looks at her for a long moment then sighs "Yes I suppose I was, I have all these feelings that are foreign to me and I don't know what to do with them, I started all this on a selfish whim but I now find myself wanting your company on a more intimate level all the time. I am not boyfriend material I don't do hearts and flowers and all that romantic nonsense and I don't even know if I am capable of loving someone on that kind of level." Molly looks up at him with a smile "Sherlock I know who you are and I know you will never change and I don't want you to I would never expect flowers and romance if that's what I wanted I would have stayed with tom, but I don't I want you just as you are all brooding and sometime mysterious, and sexy as hell in these jeans" "I do not brood!" "Yes you do and you sulk like a teenage girl but hey that's what I signed up for" Before he has a chance to argue she pulls him down for a kiss. Over at the table four people are watching the dance floor action. "Well I never" lestrade comments "Sherlock and molly would never in a million years have seen that coming" "Oh it wonderful dear to be honest I thought he was gay not that it matter of course I just hope that he is happy and she is a lovely young girl and has a right set of lungs on her so I know he makes her happy" says Mrs Hudson with a wink John looks at Mary and smiles takes out his wallet and hands over a twenty "Well I guess you won that one a public display of affection never thought it would happen" "Hang on did you know about this?" asked lestrade "Well yeah sort of nearly walked in on them once and then there was the texts" "Oh right and you Mrs Hudson?" "well dear I didn't know it was molly but the other week there was a lot of noise and a lot of happy screams coming from the flat so I kind of knew there was someone but I don't like to pyre" Back on the dance floor molly breaks the kiss "how about you take me home" she asks with a smile "It would be my pleasure molly and by the end of the night it will be your pleasure over and over again" he replies with a devilish grin "Oh well lets get to it then and can we try and make it to a bed this time I had a carpet burn last time" "I can't guarantee that I am afraid" Turns out that they could not make it to the bed the table was close enough. FIN
