It seems we are a community of not just Sherlolly lovers but cat lovers as well. So many of you are pleased to hear that Toby is alright and be assured that he will soon be installed in Baker St. He'll initially have a love hate relationship with Sherlock in that he loves Sherlock and Sherlock hates him but it isn't long before he wins the Consulting Detective around and Molly loves nothing more than to come home and see Toby curled up on a sleeping Sherlock.

But back to the present day and we've finally come to the last couple of chapters and the smutty bit. I hope you enjoy it.

Chapter 21

He hummed in delight as Molly's tongue slid against his own and he felt her hands clumsily trying to undo his buttons at the same time as kissing him. Bit by bit he felt each one open until she was able to push the material open, her hands moving deliciously across his chest. He saved her the trouble of worrying about the cuffs by undoing them himself without ever breaking contact with her mouth and when he was done he shrugged out of the garment as she pushed it off his shoulders until he was sat half naked still kissing her. He didn't think he'd ever get tired of kissing her. It was nothing like the times he'd kissed Janine or anyone else for that matter. He was only now realising the difference that feelings made to sex.

Finally, Molly broke the kiss breathing a little heavier that when they had started and he closed his eyes as she kissed her way along his jaw and down his neck. Every so often he felt the tip of her tongue trailing along his skin as she tasted him and even the scrape of her teeth as she bit and sucked on his throat no doubt marking him. He didn't care though; he was hers completely to do with as she pleased.

Her hands were on his thighs gently squeezing his muscles through the expensive material of his fitted trousers and his crotch was starting to feel uncomfortable tight as his erection continued to pulse and grow with each touch of her mouth and hands. He wanted her to be naked as well but he could be patient, they had all day and all night if they wanted. Hell, as far as he was concerned they could hole themselves up in this flat for the next fortnight and not get dressed once in that time.

Her hands had moved now to the waistband of his trousers and he stood a little, against the table, so she could start to undo them. He had already gathered what she wanted to do and he couldn't say that he was unwilling. Even just the thought of her going down on him again had him groaning and eager to feel her mouth on his cock.

A minute later and she was on her knees in front of him and looking up at him with such a wicked gleam in her eyes. She wrapped her hand around his erection and pumped him teasingly, opening her mouth to him but never quite letting him enter.

He found he couldn't take his eyes of the sight and the longer she teased him the tighter his grip became on the edge of the table. He saw her pink tongue dart out at one point and lick the head of his cock, tasting him and the feel of it softly scraping his sensitive glans had him juddering and pulsing in her grasp, she was driving him mad here and she had hardly started. He knew in that moment that he wouldn't last, but he didn't care. He'd soon be able to get his own back.

Finally when his hips were starting to drive him further forward with each movement of her hand, she started to take him into her mouth and she felt so unbelievably good. Her mouth was wet and warm and she alternated the pressure on the length of his cock using her tongue and teeth to bring him closer to an orgasm.

He could feel his mind losing its grip on anything outside of Molly and the way she was touching him. All he cared about in this moment was his release. He took all his remaining control not to just fuck her mouth but he didn't have to she was giving him as much as he needed, taking him deeper than he thought was possible.

It was over when her hand moved between his legs and started to tug and pull on his balls, rolling them in her palm and letting one finger slide along his perineum. He let go of the table and slid his hands into her hair, telling her how good it felt and warning her that he was about to come in case she didn't want to swallow. He took one last look down at her seeing his cock moving relentlessly in and out of her mouth and saw the look of pure bliss on her face and he came, calling out her name as he did, feeling his seed streaming out of him in thick pulses.

He watched Molly endeavoring to swallow it but it was inevitable that some would leak out and it did, trickling down her chin and neck and he found himself wanting to lick himself off her skin.

He fell back against the table, spent but not yet sated. He might have just come but that didn't mean he wasn't still aroused. He wanted to repay the favour tenfold.

Molly sat back on her heels and moved to wipe his remaining semen off her mouth but he put his hand out and stopped her. Awkwardly, he pulled his trousers back up and then knelt down next to her. 'Here, let me.'

He saw her swallow once as she looked at him wide eyed and disbelievingly. She'd obviously never had a partner who had felt comfortable with tasting themselves, but given that he'd more than once given other men blow jobs in his drug-fuelled youth he had no hang ups about tasting his own juices.

He started at the bottom of her neck with the longest trail and let his tongue sweep its way up, gathering up the tart, sour liquid. He decided that women definitely had the raw end of the deal when it came to oral sex. He couldn't wait until it was Molly he was tasting. He moved to the shorter trail and when he reached her mouth their tongues touched before their lips did and he lost himself in her kiss once more.

This time it was he who finally pulled away and he got to his feet holding out his hand so he could help Molly to hers. Then with no more warning than a smirk he picked her up, bridal style, hearing her let out a shocked shriek as he did.

He walked them through to his bedroom and realised that Molly must never have seen it before given how much interest she was showing in it. He found himself hoping it was alright, though he didn't really know why it wouldn't be.

He made a show of dropping her on the bed in mock exhaustion before exclaiming that he had no idea how he'd carried her further when she'd fainted. He loved the way she scowled and then giggled as he kicked his shoes off before he crawled onto the bed to join her.

He kissed her again, feeling as though he was addicted to her kisses and just glad that for once this wasn't an addiction that was off limits to him. Her hands felt hot on his almost naked body and he had a sudden desire to lie skin to skin with her with no barriers between them.

He knelt up and slowly unbuttoned her top and she sat up with him so he could slide it off her shoulders. Her skin was so much smoother and unblemished than his own and he found himself touching and stroking her neck and shoulders, the tops of her arms and her back just feeling her. Then he quickly undid her bra watching as she removed it revealing her gorgeous breasts to him. It felt almost like the first time he'd really taken the time to look at them and he sensed her own shyness from her body language. It was as though they had hit a reset button and they were starting from scratch, seeing everything anew. Maybe it was because this now felt like it was part of their real lives and not some on the run fantasy.

She lay back down and he moved with her kissing down her neck, touching her breasts, feeling the silken skin beneath them and the hardness of her nipples, belying her arousal, but he was in no rush even as she arched herself towards him encouraging him to take them in his mouth he teased her. His hands merely brushed over the skin lightly never giving any substantial pressure whilst all the while his mouth tasted her skin, sucking his own brand into her neck. He wanted to mark her everywhere, he felt a primitive sense of possession which was raw and base within him.

Finally he let himself concentrate full on her breasts, assessing the size and weight, the texture and the colour, filing everything away so he could add it to his mind palace later. He didn't want to forget or delete a single thing.

Molly was almost begging him now and he sank down taking her right breast into his mouth, rolling his tongue over her nipple and sucking it into mouth deeper. His eyes closed allowing him to concentrate on his other senses and he felt her nails scraping over his scalp as she tangled her hands in his short hair. He felt as well as heard her moans as they reverberated through her chest and over her skin.

Her thighs were open and his body rested between them and she kept rolling her hips up towards him and he knew she wanted satisfaction. He was only to happy to give it to her...eventually. But for now he was enjoying exploring her body and playing with her, bringing her to the brink of orgasm and away again.

He moved to her left breast leaving his hand massaging and kneading the right. This time he used his teeth to tease her nipple and from the sounds she made he knew she was enjoying this more, as was he. Even though he'd come less than fifteen minutes ago he could feel blood pulsing back into his cock again already. He was still only half hard but it wasn't going to be long before he'd be ready again and he couldn't wait to be inside her again.

He sat up and turned his attention to unbuttoning her jeans, sliding the rough material off her slim legs, taking her pants with them so she was left naked. He stood and quickly shed his own so that they would have no more interruptions or distractions and as he got back on the bed Molly's arms were open and inviting him back to her. She was smiling and he was pleased that she seemed to have lost her shyness from earlier. He loved her body, he loved her and he wanted her to feel confident in that.

They lay together kissing and touching each other, their tongues meeting and retreating before meeting again. Her hands danced down his spine before sliding over his backside pressing him against her as she opened her legs to him but even though his erection was rubbing against her he wasn't ready for sex yet. He hadn't finished his exploration of her body yet...this, this was just the beginning.

You already know how cruel I am when it comes to leaving you begging for more so I give you no apologies. Just let me know how badly you want the second part ;) xx