The Mikaelson of Baker Street

Chapter 47: Completing the Bond

***Recap***

(Rebekah nodded once before leaving Sherlock alone with his mate. Sherlock quickly changed into a pair of pajama pants before climbing into bed with his mate. As if sensing his presence behind her, Nikki rolled over and placed her head on Sherlock's chest listening to his heartbeat. Sherlock smiled at his mate as he wrapped his arms around Nikki, pulling her on top of his chest before falling asleep with the woman he loves in his arms.)

(Elsewhere, a woman's hand lowers her phone and switches it off. Wearing a pair of black Brazilian knickers under a sheer lace robe, she walks from the landing into a bedroom, lashing a riding crop against the door jamb as she speaks.)

Irene: Well now. Have you been wicked, Your Highness?

(Inside the bedroom, a pair of naked legs can be seen lying on a bed. The person's ankles appear to be tied to the foot of the bed.)

Sultry Female Voice: Yes, Miss Adler.

***Now***

(The following morning Sherlock wakes to see Nikki still asleep on top of his chest. Smiling at his mate, Sherlock began to run his long fingers through her wavy black hair. After a few minutes, Sherlock felt Nikki beginning to stir.)

Sherlock (deep with sleep): Good morning, love. Are you feeling better?

Nikki (looks at her mate confused): How'd I get in your bed and who changed me?

Sherlock: You don't remember anything, do you?

(Nikki shook her head no.)

Sherlock: Moriarty ambushed you in your flat yesterday when you were to go spend time with your sister. He drugged you with vervain and wolves bane and brought you to the pool where Carl Powell died.

Nikki (looks to Sherlock with fear in her eyes): He knows.

(Pulling Nikki closer to him, Sherlock began to comfort her. Placing her face in the crook of his neck so she could breath in his scent to calm down.)

Sherlock: Shh ... Everything is going to be okay. He will not hurt you, Nichole. You are my mate and the love of my life.

Nikki (getting off Sherlock's chest to look her mate in the eyes): Promise me Sherlock that you will be careful. From now on you have to drink some of my blood once a day. I won't be able to live with myself if something were to happen to you. (gently taking his face between her hands) You are my humanity, William Sherlock Scott Holmes.

(Sherlock placed his hand on Nikki's cheek pulling her down to him. Placing his lips against Nikki's, the desire to complete the bond grew stronger. Nikki moved fully on top of Sherlock, saddling his waist as she deepened the kiss. As soon as Nikki moved fully on top of her mate, Sherlock moved his hands from her face to grab her hips grinding himself against her wet core.)

(As Sherlock deepened the kiss, Nikki began to grind against her mate earning a deep groan of pleasure. Nikki pulled away to allow Sherlock to breathe but he quickly pulled her down to kiss her again. Sherlock deepened the kiss, his his hands on Nikki's waist tighten and he flips them over surprising Nikki in the process.)