"Get ready for the time of your life." Sherlock smirked, coming towards me at alarming speed.
His arms grabbed my waist and he lifted my body up into the air, shoving me onto his shoulder. I squealed and hit his shoulder lightly to make him put me down. He just tapped my ass lightly and took me towards his bedroom.
Sherlock's bedroom was covered in the same wallpaper as the living room. He hadn't bothered decorating when he moved in with John as there wasn't any point in decorating; it was just another room to him. He laid me down on the bed, climbing on top of me. I didn't have time to question him as to why he was pushing himself to do this as he pressed his lips against mine. When I didn't kiss back, he pulled away and searched my face for any sign of disagreements or fear. When he saw none, he carried on kissing me, getting rougher as time went on. I eventually started to co-operate more, realizing he was doing this because he wanted to prove his love and he wouldn't be able to if I kept stopping him from doing so.
I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him closer to me. He let out a low chuckle, making my body go crazy from the vibration his body made as he laughed. He pinned my hands above my head, kissing the corner of my mouth, to my jaw, and finally to my neck. He very quickly found my soft spot and began to tease me about it before gently nipping at my skin with his teeth and running his tongue over the bite marks. He then breathed over where his saliva has been placed, making my whole body shiver with delight at the cool feeling.
He carried on, leaving a trail of kisses from my soft spot, down to my exposed collar bones. He stopped for a second and looked at my shirt.
"You won't be needing that." He smirked.
He momentarily let go of my hands and slipped my shirt over my head. He threw it across the room, giving you flashbacks of earlier. He grabbed my arms again but this time, he forcefully pushed them up and made me yelp.
"Thinking about earlier." He tutted. "I should punish you for that."
"Well, if the punishment is what I think it will be, then I'll have to think about earlier all the time." I replied, biting my lip.
He looked down at my chest, smirking at my choice of bra. Blood red, revealing and easy to solve. Just how he liked his cases. He used one hand to hold my hands above my head whilst using the other one to easily undo the clips at the back.
"Very skillful, Mr Holmes. Have you been practicing on somebody else?" I asked, smirking.
"I would never." He replied, instantly moving down a little to have his face level with my breasts.