So, I finally got around to watch Benedict Cumberbatch as Sherlock Holmes. I absolutely loved it! I binged on it and as I am a huge fan of Mr. Cumberbatch and of course, Mr. Martin Freeman, I decided to do some sort of a story. These chapters are not just sex. There is bonding and proof that Sherlock Holmes can be somewhat human. Please enjoy and if you want to leave negative comments go for it, I could always use a good laugh. =D

I would never deny she was beautiful. I invited her in, grateful John was out.

"And how can I help you?"

She smiled at me, seductively. I could feel a fire begin to burn deep inside me.

"I have a proposition for you, Mr. Holmes."

I knew full well what that proposition would be.

"I consider myself married to my work, you know this."

"I do. It's the same for me. But, there are some pleasures our work cannot give."

I shivered slightly and she took a step closer to me. She was so close that I could feel the warmth of her body. She touched my hand and I couldn't stop myself from holding onto it. Those dark brown eyes of hers looked straight into my soul. Her free hand started to play with the buttons of my shirt. I sighed as her delicate fingers made contact with my bare skin.

"Tell me you don't want me as much as I want you and I'll leave."

I grabbed her arms and held her in place.

"You're not going anywhere. Not until I've had you."

My voice was deep and husky. Her smiled grew as she stroked my skin.

"Good."

I leaned down and captured her lips with mine. I needed this! I needed her! I needed to feel myself inside her. I thrust my tongue into her warm mouth, exploring every inch. Her skilled fingers continued to unbutton my shirt. I reluctantly stepped back so she could push it off. I picked her up and carried her into my bedroom. I set her down, moaning softly as she kissed my neck. I moaned as she ran her tongue over my skin. I'd imagined this several times and the real thing was even better!

"My god…"

She started moving down, leaving a trail of open mouth kisses over my bare chest.

"Mmm!"

I picked her up roughly and ripped her short open, revealing the swell of her breasts. I smiled at her and unhooked her bra. I leaned down and swirled my tongue around her nipple.

"Oh! Sherlock!"

I moved to her other breast, giving both equal attention. I could feel my cock getting harder and harder. My paints straining.

Raine's POV

It felt so much better than I'd imagined. He did what I'd done, kissing down my body to my belt. He undid it quickly and skillfully. He yanked down my jeans and I pulled him backup. I kissed him hard and he moaned as my tongue stroked his. I had his belt off in under five seconds then slipped my hand down his pants to cup his cock.

"R-Raine!"

I massaged him a bit and he groaned. His normally light blue eyes had gone dark with lust. I smiled at him and slowly leaned in close.

"Hm, who knew that little old me could get this sort of reaction from the great Sherlock Holmes. I'm flattered." I purred.

He narrowed his eyes slightly.

"I could say the same for you, Miss Miraina Greenwall."

I smirked. Next, I did something I'd always wanted to do. I reached up and ran my fingers through his hair. I turned him around and pushed him flat on his back onto the bed. He smiled a bit and I straddled him.

"You won't have me at your disposal for long. Do try and make the most of it."

I placed both my hands on his chest and leaned down.

"Is that a challenge, Mr. Holmes?"

"Maybe."

I arched my brow and slowly dragged his pants over his cock. He groaned and I made quick work of his boxers. The size of his cock was impressive. I let him sit up and pull down my panties. I put him on his back again and straddled him once more.

Sherlock's POV

She was so wet! I grabbed her hips and I knew she'd have bruises later. Though I couldn't bring myself to care at the present moment. I was throbbing and aching to be inside her! She was moving slowly, obviously torturing me and I'd let her… for now. Her nails lightly scratched my chest and I enjoyed the feeling. Thoroughly!

"Enjoying yourself, are you?" She asked.

A grunt was the only response I could give her. She chuckled and leaned down, her lips barely an inch from mine.

"If you want the upper hand… take it."

I grabbed her and put her on her back. Even though I wanted to slam myself inside her, I was going to torture her as she'd done me. She smiled at me.

"I'll have you know, Sherlock, it takes a lot to make me surrender."

"You should know better than to challenge me."

She looked at me with those smoldering eyes. I nearly lost my control right there.

"Close your eyes." I told her.

"So you can have the upper hand? I should think not."

I smirked.

"I knew you wouldn't make it easy for me."

I pressed my thumb to her clit and she had a sharp intake of a breath. I slid a finger inside her but she continued to keep her eyes on me. I growled and slid another finger inside her. I slowly started to move my fingers, her eyes always on mine.

"You try my patience woman!" I hissed.

She chuckled. My frustration only seemed to excite her more. She wanted me, that I could feel. I had an idea.

Raine's POV

He took his fingers from me and I held back my whimper of disappointment. He looked directly into my eyes as he licked his fingers clean. My eyes widened briefly and I saw a wild gleam in his eye. He leaned down towards my neck, his warm breath fanning my skin. I thought he would kiss me, but he only chuckled.

"You want me to touch you, of I can feel it. You want me so very badly."

I clenched my jaw and I just barely felt his lips brush against my skin. I felt the warmth if his hand over my stomach but he still wouldn't touch me. I was beginning to lose patience. He moved down to my breasts and still wouldn't touch me.

"Sherlock!" I hissed.

All I got was a dark chuckle. I was dripping at this point, desperate for his touch. I tried to put him on his back again but he had me pinned. He was much stronger than he looked, which was a real turn on. I leaned forward, begging for his kiss which of course he denied me. He gave me a wicked smile.

"Not so fast, my dear." He breathed.

I was practically glaring at him now.

"You know what I want. Give it to me and I'll give you anything." He said in a husky voice.

I was losing, but I knew I would. He leaned down to my ear. I held my breath but then he gently kissed beneath my ear. I broke.

"Sherlock!" I moaned.

"You'll never be able to beat me."

Sherlock's POV

At long last I sheathed myself inside her. She cried out my name and grabbed my biceps. She was tight and it felt incredibly good. I stayed still for a moment, I felt her fingers run though my hair. I maoned at the pleasurable feeling. As much as I wanted to satisfy my own needs… I felt a strange desire to give her so much pleasure she'd never want any other man but me. I leaned down and very slowly started kissing her neck. She moaned my name and clung to me as though she'd die if I let her go. I started thrusting. Her moans started getting louder and louder. I needed her kiss. I covered her mouth with mine and curled my tongue around hers. She moaned into my mouth and arched her back, letting me go deeper inside her.

"My god! Raine!" I cried.

"S-Sherlock! Oh!"

I took one of her breasts in my hand and squeezed gently. I brushed my thumb over her hardened nipple. She kissed my shoulder before I once more kissed her full lips. I took the time to memorize her. Her rosy scent, her warm sun-kissed skin, the feeling of her gentle touch on my body. The sound of her voice as she said my name. Everything about her, all of it was intoxicating. The feeling of her heat around my throbbing cock. All of it was mind blowing. I started going faster, harder! She begged me to hold her tighter. I sat back and pulled her tightly against me.

"Ride me!" I growled.

She was breathing harder and faster as she started bouncing on me.

"A-Ah! Oh Raine! AAAHHH!"

She screamed my name as she tightened around me, coming around my throbbing cock. I couldn't hold myself back. I came hard, spurting my release inside her. We both were spent and out of breath. She looked into my eyes and took my face in her hands. I stared directly into her chocolate brown eyes. She leaned forward.

"Work has never been pleasurable." She whispered.

I smirked. I pulled her lips to mine in a bruising kiss. I wanted her again. This desire, this animalistic feeling she gave me was all so strange to me. I wasn't sure what to make of it all. I leaned back to let her breathe, knotting my fingers in her soft hair.

"Tell me this won't be a one-time thing." She said.

I smirked.

"And if I do?"

There was a fire in her eyes that stirred me. I knew what she was going to do, I let her. She put me flat on my back and looked into my eyes.

"I can always find someone else."

My eyes went wide and I grabbed her before I even knew what I was doing. She seemed a bit surprised.

"You don't seem to like that idea very much, Mr. Holmes."

She was playing games with me. Again. She got off the bed and started putting her cloths back on. I just watched her.

"See something of interest, Mr. Holmes?"

She turned her dark eyes to mine and I smirked.

"Perhaps."

I got up and walked over to her. She gave me a half smile.

"You'll want more. You're a proper genius, yes, but you're a man. And we both know you enjoyed it."

She leaned towards my ear.

"I know I'm the first you've ever had. You'll want me again."

I shivered slightly and she lightly kissed my cheek. She left after that.

"John's coming up." She called back.

I shut the door quickly when I heard that.