Hi, so in keeping with my trying to delineate between T rated and M there will be an MMMMMMMM marker when we get to that bit. Hope that helps those who want to avoid it.

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Chapter 9

Half an hour and two drinks later Molly found herself sitting in a cab, on her way to Baker St, still not sure that she had the courage to do what she had set out to do. Mary's words were still ringing in her head, 'feel the fear and do it anyway'. It was like ripping off a plaster, she just needed to do it before it became too big an obstacle in her head. She giggled a little to herself at the 'needing to do it' phrase; she was certainly horny enough and had been ever since this whole dance lessons thing had begun.

The cab deposited her and her shopping bags onto the pavement and she looked up at the illuminated windows of Sherlock's flat. It wasn't fully dark yet, only nine o clock but they seemed bright in the fading evening light.

She knocked on the door and stood nervously awaiting an answer. She had almost decided to walk away when the lock turned and there he stood. 'Molly! I wasn't expecting you. Come in, is everything alright?'

He took her bags and she followed him in and up the stairs. Now she was here the alcohol in her veins seemed to have evaporated and she wasn't quite sure how to proceed. She felt that she could hardly say she had come round for a booty call.

He put the bags down on a kitchen chair and turned to face her, his gaze travelling down her body so fast anyone less familiar with him wouldn't have noticed but Molly knew him and knew he was deducing her. Maybe she wouldn't need to say anything after all.

'So, a successful evening shopping with Mary,' he gestured at the bags. 'Followed by food, pasta for you going by the stain on your top.' Molly gasped and looked down, rubbing quickly at the small mark of Bolognese on her light blue shirt.

'You had a few drinks and gossiped, talked about us no doubt, and now here you are exhibiting signs of both arousal and nervousness.' He started to walk towards her as a smile spread across his face, 'I take it your previous objections to things becoming sexual have now been removed.'

She was right she hadn't needed to say anything, she just nodded silently looking up at him as he looked down at her. She felt her breath hitch in her throat as his hand came up to cup the side of her face, his thumb sliding down to trace over her lips. He licked his own lips, his eyes dark, 'Oh Molly, you have no idea how beautiful you look or how much I want you right now.'

He bent his head and kissed her, a long, slow kiss filled with the promise of passion. His other hand snaked round her waist pulling her against him as her hands went around his back.

Molly's whole body shuddered as her back hit the wall and she could feel every inch of Sherlock pressed up against her. He used the hand on her face to tilt her head further deepening the kiss, his tongue venturing into her mouth to taste her. She moaned at the sensation and her hands scrabbled to pull the shirt from the waistband of his trousers. She needed to feel his skin on hers.

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He mirrored her actions until she felt his hands warm on her back, his hands covering her skin sliding from her waist to her bra before quickly unhooking it. Her head fell back as he broke the kiss. He quickly unbuttoned her top, moving it off her shoulders and removing her bra along with it, leaving her top half exposed and naked before him. She expected to feel his hands and his mouth on her but after a second or two of inaction she opened her eyes and looked at him.

He was stood, hands at his sides looking at her mesmerised as though he had found water after walking in the desert for days. Tentatively he brought his hands up to cover her breasts, his eyes flicked to hers momentarily before being drawn back to her chest. Molly smiled to herself realising that maybe he wasn't that much different to any other guy.

He pulled back again before taking her hand and leading her down the short corridor to his bedroom.

Molly only had a moment to look around, curious to finally see inside his inner sanctum. She smirked at the periodic table pinned to the wall and was unsurprised by the skull residing on his chest of drawers.

Before she could see more he kissed her again as he guided them both onto the bed. Molly ended up lying underneath him feeling the weight of him on her own body and relishing it. The kiss was dizzying and she wondered how she had held out against him for as long as she had, she wanted this more than anything, to be joined with him, feeling him on her, in her.

Her hands moved to divest him of his shirt and trousers. They giggled together as they tried to kiss and undress at the same time. Once they were both naked Sherlock's attention went back to her breasts and he kissed and licked and bit each of her nipples in turn until she were squirming under him, almost riding the leg that he had rested between her thighs. She could feel his erection sliding against her hip and she reached her hand down to touch it, hearing him gasp and groan as she did.

He moved back up to her mouth shifting his legs until she had him where she wanted him, where she needed him; positioned at her entrance. As they kissed once more he slowly, slowly pushed into her until he was fully sheathed. He broke the kiss; his eyes squeezed shut and his breathing erratic.

It suddenly occurred to Molly that he might well be a virgin or if not it could have been years since he had been with someone. She kissed his neck and shoulder giving him time to adjust, her hands feathering up and down his back.

He groaned again, opening his up eyes and looking down on her, 'God Molly, you feel...God.' He kissed her again starting to gradually move his hips. The slow speed of their coupling was just making Molly more aroused, she could feel him, his groin pressing against her clit as he hit the sweet spot inside her. She gripped his ass desperate for more friction and he responded moving faster, thrusting harder until he felt her muscles contracting around him. She moaned loudly as she came, calling his name, her fingernails almost breaking the skin on his backside.

He thrust into her twice more, as deep as he could manage, before his own orgasm streamed into her. He came with a deep groan that seem to ripple through to Molly's very soul. They lay quietly together for a few moments until Sherlock lifted his head and kissed her one last time. 'Now do you fancy a shower for two?' He asked smiling. Molly smiled back, 'Mmmm sounds perfect.'

A minute or so later Molly was stood leaning against the shower cubicle in the bathroom watching whilst Sherlock fiddled with the water settings. She had her arms crossed and was chewing on her thumbnail wondering whether she should ask him about his previous experience.

Sherlock didn't even look round just said, 'go on, what is it? I can tell you want to ask me something.'

She stood up straight, 'how can you...never mind! Anyhow, who's to say I wasn't just checking you out.'

He glanced round quickly, smirking as he did, 'I know how you act when you're checking me out! It's happened often enough at Bart's.'

Molly blushed but powered on, 'I...um..just wondered. That wasn't your first time was it?'

Sherlock frowned, 'great, so I came across as inexperienced did I?'

'No, no, not at all, I just wondered.'

Sherlock stepped into the shower under the steam of water pushing his hair back out of his eyes as he did before beckoning her in with him, standing aside to make room.

'I wasn't a virgin, Molly, you haven't corrupted me. It has been a while though since I was with someone, just over ten years in fact.' He set about cleaning himself as Molly stood ruminating at the side of him.

He sighed and took her shoulders, 'Molly, I will give you all the details of my sexual history if you want them but none of it is relevant. All that matters is that I want to be with you, I enjoyed being with you, having sex, making love whatever you want to call it, and I hope you did too...because I'd really like for us to do it again.'

He leant down and kissed her feeling the spray of water in his face as he did. Molly reacted to him almost immediately her hands sliding round his waist pulling him to her. He could feel her mouth opening to him, her breasts flat against his chest. He knew it had only been minutes since he had spent himself within her but he could already feel himself growing hard for her again.

They broke apart eventually still holding each other. 'I enjoyed being with you too,' she said shyly, 'and I definitely want to do it again.' Her smile changed from shy to sly as she added, 'how long do you need to recover? Because I'm ready now.'

Her hand trailed across his hip and down until she grasped his semi-erect penis. She used her hand to stimulate him before she dropped to her knees in front of him. Sherlock looked down at her in shock before he leant back against the wall, needing the support, as he watched her slide his cock into her sweet mouth. She closed her eyes and hummed and he felt it all the way along his erection. He felt his hips jerk towards her instinctively and tried not to think about fucking her mouth.

She used her tongue, her teeth and her lips to bring him to the brink. He thought he was in control of himself until she reached between his legs and lightly squeezed his balls, rolling them in her hand as she took him so deep the tip of him hit the back of her throat and just like that he came without even knowing it was going to happen.

He slid down the wall until he was sat in front of her, watching her wipe her mouth with the back of her hand as she smiled happily at him. She looked like the cat that got the cream. 'Now where did you learn to do that?' He held up a hand quickly, 'no don't tell me, I'd only have to delete it, I'm fast getting the feeling I could be quite jealous of your previous encounters so the less I know the better. Now, how about you let me return the favour.' He pulled her forwards for a kiss and they stayed in the shower until the water ran cold.

Finally our Molly succumbs to the inevitable.

Next chapter will be up at the weekend so not long to wait. In the meantime let me know what your thoughts, your opinions, your wants are for the coming chapter. xx