It's not just something you take, it's given
- Ten months earlier -
She's not sure who makes the first move.
One moment they're laughing triumphantly about a solved mystery, the next they're practically ripping each other's clothes off. He's licking her nipple when Mrs. Hudson walks in on them.
"Oh!" comes the startled gasp from the landlady.
Molly hastily grabs a cushion to hide her nudity. She's sure that Mrs. Hudson's look of startled embarrassment matches her own.
"Mrs. Hudson!" Sherlock bellows. Molly is very aware of his erection between her thighs.
"I didn't see anything, I didn't see anything," his landlady exclaims, making a hasty retreat and slamming the door.
Molly is still staring at the door and clutching the cushion, when Sherlock takes it out of her hand and resumes licking her nipple.
"No, wait, we can't do this," she says, getting off of him.
He scowls at her, "What?"
"This was a mistake, I don't know what I was thinking." She looks around for her clothes.
"I was thinking that this was a spectacular idea," he says, getting up to take the clothes away from her.
She frowns at his action, "Believe me, it isn't."
"Why?" he challenges.
"Because we're friends."
"And?"
"And we can't do this."
He stares down at her, "Why?"
"Because I want more and I don't think you're willing to give me that."
"Wrong," he says, then kisses her breathless.
She wonders if she's been right all along.