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Prompting Part XXXIV
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Fill: Something Stronger [FINAL]
(Anonymous) 2014-02-01 08:14 pm (UTC)(link)"Quiet now," Sherlock warned.
Pleasure crashed through her body suddenly. It wracked along every nerve. Searing, incandescent waves spilled through her in sharp pulses. She arched arching up into him. Sherlock didn't relent. He hammered into her through her orgasm, leaving her quaking and sobbing with over-stimulation.
Soon, Sherlock's hands trembled, slipping against her sweat-slick sides, and Molly knew he was close. His tempo slowed. Every thrust became a crystalline shard of sensation, ramming into Molly hard and deep. She whimpered helplessly under the onslaught. Molly felt his weight slump into her. She heard his breath coming in harsh pants. He bit the skin below her shoulder, and held on with his teeth. It hurt but she didn't care. With a final, powerful thrust, Sherlock seated himself as far inside as he could get, grunting clutching at her as he at last found his own completion.
She winced when he withdrew, and stood steadily on her own feet for only a moment before staggering. He caught her by the arms and guided her onto his bed. She snuggled down into it. The room spun and she realized Sherlock wasn't in it. He was in the bathroom, she could hear the water running.
Molly waited for him. The next thing she knew she was sitting up startled, and the room was filled with morning light. She looked about. Her clothes were everywhere. Sherlock still wasn't there. Though, his smell was all around her, on her. She laid back on the bed and wondered at herself, What have we done?
Then she got up and gathered her clothes, quiet as a mouse. In the mirror she caught sight of herself. Her hair was mussed, makeup smudged, outfit crumpled. She tiptoed to the bathroom and did her best to fix it with what she had in her purse.
She found Sherlock in the kitchen, peering down his microscope. His body tensed when she came in the room but he said nothing. She thought she should just go, instead she felt compelled to ask:
"What was that, last night?"
He sat back from his microscope, but did not look at her, "Did I hurt you?"
"No."
He looked down the sight of the microscope again, "Do you regret it?"
"No."
"Good." He sat back suddenly and looked at his watch. What kind of man had a watch in the age of smartphones? "If you leave now you'll get home in time to feed your cat and shower before work."
Was that really all he had to say for himself? Fine, if this was how it was going to be, that was all she had to say, as well. "See you later, then."
For once he didn't insist on having the last word.
She let herself out. Trudging town Baker Street to the tube station she felt like she was shaking with anger, though she wasn't. She felt like everyone who passed knew what had happened last night, though they didn't. Her friends were right. They were right. She was a quiet mousy woman, in control of everything but Sherlock, and she had her her face buried in a textbook too long to know what was happening when she saw it right in front of her. She wanted to march back up to his flat, and smack him, as if that would teach him anything, the intransigent, infuriating sod.
Her phone buzzed the moment before she lost service underground. The text read:
I still owe you coffee.
SH