Chapter 9

So, wow, here we are at the final chapter. The end of both The Marriage Sham and The Fake Engagement. I never thought it would end up being so long when I started it all those weeks ago.

Thank you to everyone who has taken the ride along with me. Particular thanks to those who regularly reviewed, I appreciated every comment, every suggestion, every positive comment you made.

We end their tale with some fluffy smut, with elements that may be familiar for those that remember the picnic.

I still don't own a thing but here we go.

Molly woke up a couple of hours later. She glanced at Sherlock, who was still sound asleep, before sliding backwards off the bed in a bid not to disturb him.

She smiled happily to herself as she grabbed her dressing gown and made her way back through to the kitchen to make a drink. As soon as she was out of the bedroom she flicked on a light and held her hand up watching the diamonds on her ring wink and flash. She hugged herself still not quite able to believe that this was real, all those years of rejection and heartache finally at an end.

Yes she knew that life with Sherlock was not going to be easy, he was still arrogant and obnoxious, often oblivious of the hurt he was causing but she'd accepted a long time ago that that was just part of who he was. If she got to be loved by him and sleep with him, touching him and kissing him then she'd take the bad with the good.

As she passed through the front room she noticed the bags that Sherlock had brought with him… curiosity got the better of her and she went and glanced inside.

The first contained his dressing gown, a change of clothes, toothbrush etc. Cocky much! She thought to herself laughing at his confidence at being accepted.

The other had enough food to keep them going a couple of days, a bottle of champagne, some food sachets of cat food for Toby bonus points Mr Holmes and tucked away at the bottom some strawberries and chocolate spread.

Molly's mind went back to the picnic all those months ago and a sly smile spread across her face. Could she...should she...oh yes, definitely!

Molly quickly removed the lid and foil from the chocolate before quietly making her way back to the bedroom. She left the door slightly ajar to give herself some light to see by.

Sherlock was still asleep, lying in his back, one arm across his chest the other flung out to the side where it had previously been wrapped around Molly, the duvet across his middle just covering his modesty.

She climbed, as gently as she could, onto the bed and pulled the duvet back until he was naked. She still couldn't view him naked without a shiver of desire coursing through her. She set the chocolate to one side before slowly putting her hands on his thighs sliding them up towards his hips.

He hummed in his sleep, his cock twitching slightly. She repeated the move again sliding her hands up this time her thumbs sliding up his inner thighs. This time his groan was a bit louder, she could tell he was starting to awaken. Again his cock twitched, the blood starting to pool and make it harder. After the third time he was starting to stretch his arms, his cock starting to stand to attention. She needed to act fast before he woke up fully.

She slid two fingers into the chocolate and then spread the thick, gloopy mess down the length of his cock, covering him. His eyes snapped open at the sensation and he leant up on his elbows looking down at himself. Molly giggled at the shocked expression on his face as she slowly licked the chocolate off her fingers.

He glanced up at Molly watching her lick her fingers and she could see the lust gathering in his eyes. He smirked at her before growling 'I do hope you're planning to clean that up Doctor Hooper!'

'Oh yes, Mister Holmes. I wouldn't want my bedsheets to get messy. Now you just lie back and enjoy.' She pushed him gently on his chest til he fell back down.

She crawled up between his legs before bending down and slowly licking from the base to the tip of his cock as though it were a lollipop. She heard Sherlock groaning as she did, again just as she had with his thighs she repeated the move twice then three times listening to him getting louder. Once the base was clean she gripped him and swirled her tongue around the head enjoying the taste of the chocolate combined with him. She could see him grip the sheets trying not to thrust up towards her.

The next time after she'd swirled round the tip she took him into her mouth, her tongue still seeking out the chocolate. She felt his hips pumping up towards her mouth and enjoyed the fact that she was able to turn him in so much. She felt herself getting wet with desire as she continued to bob up and down taking him deeper each time.

'Oh God Molly, I'm going to...ohhh' he tugged lightly in her hair giving her a chance to stop before he came but she kept going cupping his balls in her hand massaging them lightly. He called her name again as he came into her mouth, she swallowed quickly surprised at how pleasant he tasted. The one time she'd done it before she hadn't really enjoyed it that much.

As she rocked back on her heels wiping her mouth with her hand she had a sudden thought.

'Oh My God Sherlock, what...how did you...what have you been eating?'

He opened his eyes and smiled 'well I might have eaten a pineapple or two yesterday, pretty tedious I have to admit but the results seem to have been worth it.'

She punched him in the chest, 'I can't believe you expected a blow job, how could you know that would happen.'

'Well, I have to admit it wasn't 100% certain, but given the proposal which I was confident would be accepted and given the inclusion of the chocolate sauce which seems to bring out your playful side I calculated there was a very strong chance that this would be the outcome. I also deduced that if this occasion were enjoyable for you you would be more likely to repeat it.'

Once again Molly was open mouthed with shock. She didn't quite know whether to be angry or impressed.

Whilst she was figuring it out she didn't notice Sherlock picking up the chocolate spread until it was too late.

'Luckily for you we already know from the wedding that I enjoy the taste of you so no need for special diet there,' and with that he pushed her dressing gown aside and smeared the chocolate across her breast.

MHMHMHMHMHMHMH

A few minutes later as Molly lay with Sherlock's head between her thighs she smiled to herself at the knowledge that life was never going to be boring ever again.

And there we have it - the end. If you've enjoyed this story then please, let me know. You know what to do, review or favourite.

Also look out for my next story. First chapter will be posted on Friday...Holiday Romance anyone?