It had been so long but I was playing the piano again. Sherlock wanted to hear me play more although I don't like playing all that much because of the thought of my mother telling me it was a stupid dream among other things. She always needs to be right about everything. Hoping he could hear from his apartment was the main goal and in a few minutes, I heard him trotting down the stairs.

"You know I think your starting to become predictable to me." I breathed still tapping along the keys.

"Is that so? Maybe I should fix that." I giggled when feeling his lips along my neck.

"Hey, I'm trying to play." It wasn't much of a whine since the sentence was more of a gasp than anything else. Both his hands snaked up the front of my shirt.

"Keep going then. I'm not stopping you." Giggling I did so but he managed to unclasp my bra and unbutton the nice shirt I had on.

"Well, you sure are distracting me." I murmured after hitting one wrong key. Sherlock chuckled softly grabbing hold of my hands and turned me around in the cushioned chair.

"Your goal was to get me down here correct?" His question made me bite my lip and nod while he stood above me sliding down the shirt I wore along with my bra. "I'd love to watch you play naked someday." He said while kneeling down to kiss me as Sherlock's hands massaged my breasts. My eyes rolled playfully.

"Such a childish request." My statement made Sherlock smirk again my neck while he pinched my sensitive buds. Gasping my body leant outwards towards Sherlock. Moving my weight I managed to slide off my pants.

"So eager." He breathed sucking downwards to my collarbone. Tugging off his belt Sherlock basically ignored my movements while he went to my left breast.

"You're not doing much better yourself." His lips curved into a smile at that. There was a knock on the apartment door. Sherlock ignored it, he sucked all that harder on my breast. "Sherlock..." I breathed although not making any attempt to move. The knocking just seemed to have encouraged him as a hand went down to my clit rubbing it in timed circles. There was a knock again. "Sherlock the door...." And yet he still didn't move, switching across to my other breast I gasped.

"Sherlock I know you're down there." It was john. It could be to do with a case. Moaning against his finger that made its way past my folds there was the sound of an angry groan at the door before another loud knock. "Mycroft is upstairs. We need to talk now!" John was getting impatient.

"Don't be too loud. We don't want John to hear up the short flight of stairs." Nodding meekly in agreement sherlock started thrusting in and out faster. The now two fingers curled upwards trying to bring me to a quick orgasm. Now there was a continuous knocking as Sherlock's rubbed my clit and my back arched. Leaning my head backwards sherlock kissed along my stomach. "Look at me while you orgasm." Peaking open an eye he stared right up at me when I heard the rustling of keys. "Better hurry the doors about to open." Everything came crashing down. Biting my knuckle to stop a moan sherlock slowed down his fingers as a key turned in the front door. Swiftly he put my bra and shirt on while I pulled up my pants.

"Down the hall." He said sucking on his fingers.

"What are you going to say?" I questioned as Sherlock stopped us moving me against the wall.

"I was distracted." He breathed kissing me shortly after.

"Sherlock!" A roar from John stomping down the stairs followed with him halting when seeing us. John cleared his throat.

"What are you doing?"

"I thought that was rather obvious." Biting my lip I watch john roll his eyes. Miss's Hudson stepped into frame.

"Could you not hear me knocking?"

"They say love is blind, not deaf." Sherlock smiled as both there comments before turning to peck my lips for a brief moment.

"I'll be back later." He stated walking off with John to see Mycroft who was still waiting upstairs.

"Well, I best be off. I've still got some cookies in the oven. See you later deary." Letting out a long sigh my head hit the wall lightly behind me. Now that was a close call.