Apologies, I've been having some IT issues at home and wasn't able to post the final chapter which you should have had a few days ago. Anyway, I hope you can forgive me.

It's the final chapter in this short lockdown fic and I hope you enjoy it xx

Chapter 4

It was three days later when she woke up mid-afternoon having finished her last night shift for a few days. It was someone else's turn to go into the firing line, to take on the chaos of too many bodies and not enough morgue space or funeral homes to take them.

She took a deep breath and rolled onto her back. Her hand automatically moved to Sherlock's side but of course he wasn't there. Why would he be? It was three o'clock in the afternoon. She smiled as she remembered feeling him rolling over and putting his arm around her waist. It was about the most physical that they'd been since they'd had sex a few days before.

A wave of nerves passed over her at the thought but she couldn't help it. It hadn't really been any body's fault it was more the fact that when she was awake he was asleep and when she'd been home he'd been out at Scotland Yard or she'd been exhausted from work. It just meant that they hadn't really talked about what had happened and it hadn't been repeated and on playing it back in her head Molly had been getting more and more worried that she'd rushed things and forced him into having sex before he was ready.

She sat up and listened to see if she could hear him in the flat but it was all quiet. She got up and padded through to the bathroom to go to the loo and brush her teeth. One of his dressing gowns was hung on the peg and she couldn't resist pulling it on and rolling up the sleeves. She could smell his cologne on it and just inhaling it seemed to ease some of her tension.

From there she went into the kitchen to make herself some coffee and she jumped in shock when she saw the man himself sat silently in his chair. His eyes were closed and his hand steepled under his chin. He was obviously deep in thought, not moving a muscle in response to her entering the kitchen or eventually walking over to stand in front of him.

A glance at the wall behind the settee showed her he was still wrapped up in the robbery that Lestrade had roped him into. She knew that a security guard had been killed and jewels taken but that was about all, she was a little surprised he was still working on it.

'Hey, do you want some coffee?'

She found herself speaking quietly, almost as if she was in a library.

A wrinkle appeared in the skin above his nose and he shook his head ever so slightly.

'No, I'm fine thanks Molly.'

She knew she ought to turn away and leave him to it but she found herself drawing a step closer. It was like being one half of a magnet. Even in just this short time she'd missed him.

'Big case?'

Once again he frowned a little but he didn't answer.

'So, where is it on your scale?'

At this he opened his eye for a split second before closing them again. 'Only a five but there's not much else going on.'

She nodded her head even though he couldn't see it and she knew she ought to leave him to it but she couldn't seem to walk away. A thought came to her and she smiled slightly and bit her lip and wondered if she was brave enough to carry it out.

'Whatever it is Molly just spit it out I'm trying to concentrate.'

He should have put her off but instead his stern tone just seemed to turn her on and so she lifted up the hem of the dressing gown and she slid one knee in the chair at the side of his thigh and then the other so she was sat astride his lap.

This time not only were his eyes open in shock but his mouth was too.

'Molly?'

She let one hand slide around his neck, feeling his curls tickling her fingers as she scraped her nails up the back of his head. She saw his eyes close a little as he tilted his head into her hand.

'So, I've been thinking about the other night and I...I'm a bit worried that I forced you into it.'

At this he looked up at her and actually snorted with laughter. 'I'm sorry...what?'

She frowned, feeling a bit foolish but ploughing on regardless.

'You know...the sex. I'm just worried you weren't ready.'

'So, let me get this straight...' he lowered his hands onto her thighs and his thumbs started to move in slow circles pulling on the material. 'You, a petit eight and a half stone woman with no fighting or martial arts abilities, think you might have forced me, a six foot tall man, highly adept at fighting, into sex against his wishes.'

At him putting it like that she felt even more ridiculous and she huffed. 'Well, you know...you haven't made any move on me since.'

He nodded and then looked her in the eye. 'Yes, because you wanted to take it slow and you've been exhausted. I'm not a monster Molly.'

His hands moved the material of the gown off her legs and his hands slid higher up her thighs making her catch her breath in her throat.

'So...so you still want me then? I mean, you're happy for us to...you know...'

'You know?'

Molly huffed and knew she was blushing. 'Sex...have sex.'

He gave her a slow smile. 'Oh I am more than happy Molly. But first, I just need a minute.'

At that he moved his hands off her legs and back into their prayer position and he closed his eyes.

Molly frowned at the turnaround and wondered if she should move.

'Uh uh don't go anywhere...this won't take me long...I just need to work out how they got in and then I'm all yours.'

'Are...are you finishing your case?'

'Mmmhmm...I can be very quick when I'm sufficiently motivated. Now quiet.'

Molly smiled at just how insufferable he was but she couldn't help the spike of lust that ran through her at the sight of him. A big part of her attraction was his insane intelligence and seeing him thinking through a problem, his mouth moving silently as his eyes flicked behind their lids was just turning her on even more.

She couldn't resist moving her hands to the buttons on his shirt and slowly opening each one until she was able to pull the material out from his trousers and smooth her hands over his chest. At that he groaned slightly and as he shifted his position she could feel he was getting hard and she rocked herself against him. The waiting was just making her hornier and she was desperate to feel his hands on her.

Without warning he reached for his phone and as his fingers flew over the keys she leant forward to kiss him. He initially protested that he couldn't see what he was typing but she just shook her head.

'I saw you texting behind your back at Rosie's christening so you can absolutely finish your text without seeing your phone.'

He raised an eyebrow and smirked. 'Oh Molly you know me too well.'

He gave into the kiss and a moment later she heard him throw his phone to one side and then his hands were on her shoulders pulling the dressing gown off her. She pulled open the belt tie and then moved her arms until it was off and she was sat naked on his knee.

His hands seemed to span the width of her back and she could feel his warmth seeping into her skin as his mouth moved along her jaw and down her neck. She moaned as she felt him sucking her skin and marking her. Every single part of her felt so sensitive to his every touch that she barely knew what she wanted him to do next.

As his mouth closed over her nipple she arched her back pressing herself against his crotch and feeling him hard between her thighs and she knew she wanted him inside her but as she reached for his trousers it seemed Sherlock had other plans.

'Oh no Molly, we're not going fast this time, I've just finished my case and you're on your rest days so by my reckoning we have all the time in the world...and I intend to explore every inch of your body. Do we understand each other?'

Molly swallowed heavily at his words and all she could do was look at him wide eyed and nod her head in agreement.

'Good, now where was I? Oh yes I was tasting your most perfect breasts...mmm'.

He moved to her other breast and she let her hands slide into his hair holding him to her. She felt so aroused and she knew that no matter what he did next it wasn't going to take her long to orgasm...he was right though, they were in no rush. She'd be happy to make love to him for the next three days if he'd let her. Lockdown had never seemed so attractive.

She squealed a bit in shock as Sherlock suddenly moved them both forwards and lifted her as he stood. She could feel his muscles bunching in his arms as he took her weight and she let out another moan as she wrapped her legs around him.

Just as he had their first time together he carried her through and lightly dropped her onto his bed. This time though he took his time and removed his clothes before he joined her on the bed and she loved seeing him both naked and fully aroused.

As he moved to kiss her she couldn't resist wrapping her hand around his erection and feeling him pulse in response as she lazily stroked him. In response his tongue slid against hers in what was probably the most erotic kiss of her life and she almost had to pinch herself that this was really happening. Somewhere in all the manic hectic pace of the last week or so she seemed to have forgotten that she was finally fulfilling all of her fantasies and starting a relationship with Sherlock Holmes.

Once again he kissed his way down to her chest, removing himself from her grasp, and as he moved his attention to her breasts she felt his fingers between her thighs, sliding over her clit and delving inside her and she bucked her hips up towards him in response. He seemed to know just what to do and within a couple of minutes she knew she was going to come but before she could he removed his hand and lifted his head to smile at her when she started to protest.

'Patience Molly, I haven't tasted you yet.'

She knew her eyes were wide and her mouth had fallen open as the meaning of his words sank in and she watched him as he kissed and licked his way down her body until he was resting with his head between her legs.

Molly felt as though she couldn't breath. When his eyes met hers they were a deep, vibrant blue and she watched as he slowly dipped his head until she felt and saw his mouth close over her clit. That was the last thing she remembered seeing because at that point her eyes had closed and her head had fallen back onto the bed as she let out a deep groan of pure, unadulterated, pleasure.

He set a slow pace as he explored her with his tongue and mouth but she was just too aroused and she soon came with his face buried in her quim as she twisted her fingers into his hair.

She lay there bonelessly and breathing heavily as Sherlock knelt up and wiped the back of his hand across his mouth and she could see his cock jutting up and begging for attention and she just couldn't resist.

She pushed herself up onto her knees and leant forward to kiss him and she saw him smile and reach for her at the same time. His kiss kick started her arousal all over again. She could taste herself on his lips and it felt both wrong and erotic at the same time.

Her hands were greedily sweeping down over his body until they rested on his thighs but before she could kiss her way down to his cock he pulled back and shook his head.

'No chance, no way Molly. I'd never last. I want to come buried inside you not in your mouth...not this time.'

He moved to lie back on the bed and she moved one leg over his hips so she could straddle him and as she leant over to kiss him once more she could feel his erection bobbing and pulsing against her clit and she couldn't help but slide herself against it, using him to tease herself.

His hands were cradling her face as they kissed until he pulled back and looked her in the eye. 'Please Molly, I need to feel you, don't make me beg.'

She lifted herself up and quickly positioned him and then she slowly slid down onto him, feeling the size of him stretching her. As she did her eyes never left his and she saw his eyes dilated and widen and him bite his lip as he entered her and she couldn't ever remember seeing him look so utterly gorgeous or so undone. Just the knowledge that she was having sex with Sherlock again was enough to have her close to climax once more and as she started to move she couldn't stop the moans that left her lips or the amount of times she said his name.

His hands had gone from her face to her hips and now to her breasts as he lifted his head so he could bite and suck each of her nipples in turn. As he did one hand moved to her backside pressing her down onto him so she could feel pressure on both her clit and her g spot at the same time and it was enough to send her over the edge into a second and more powerful orgasm.

As she came she felt him taking over, thrusting up into her until he was almost lifting her off the bed and then he broke himself, calling out her name as he came; his eyes tight shut and his head pressed back into the mattress. She wanted to see that look every day...wanted to feel him coming inside her for the rest of her life.

She lay down onto him, wrapping her arms around him as she kissed his neck and she had never felt more at peace.

Gradually they shifted themselves until they were lying face to face in a room that was gradually moving to shades of grey as the day turned to dusk outside.

He smiled as he pushed a strand of hair off her face and then he moved to kiss her once more, just a press of lips before he pulled back.

'In case I haven't made it clear...I love you Molly Hooper. Up until now my head...my brain was filled with chaos and endlessly spinning and spiralling thoughts. The only time I ever felt any rest was when I was high but when I'm with you, like this, you're all I can see...you're all I think about and it's so peaceful and still.'

His words brought tears to her eyes and she smiled at her own sentimentality as she pulled him to her for another kiss. It didn't look like they'd be leaving his bed or Baker St anytime soon.

And there we shall leave them...making the most of lockdown and being able to spend some undisturbed time together. I'd like to say I hope your lockdown has had some highlights but let's face it none of us have a Sherlock Holmes in our bed so Molly is beating us on that score.

I still have another lockdown Fic...this one is a bit lighter and maybe a bit more smutty...but I might have a bit of a break before I post it. I won't be too long though xx