Somewhere Only We Know (Anthea)

Mycroft entered his office. It was going to be a long day, judging by the heap of files on his desk, and the one Anthea handed him upon entering his office. He smiled and took it, his hand brushing hers a bit longer than strictly necessary. "Thank you, Miss Jones."

He sat at his desk and took a deep breath. He had to draw that line. At work it was always 'Miss Jones'. Anthea was for home. Gods, how was her going to make this all work?

Anthea felt Mycroft's hand on hers and she smiled and nodded. This was not the time or place for affection.

Why was it that other people saw Mycroft so cold and heartless. He was far from it

Anthea then spoke Mr Holmes- would you like some tea?
She then smoothed out her skirt, awaiting his reply.

Mycroft had to avert his eyes when his assistant bent down a bit to smooth her skirt. "Yes, Anth- Miss Jones. That would be lovely." He handed her several files. "And please see that these get to the correct people.

She went to leave, and he stopped her. "Oh, and cancel my eleven. I would like to speak to you then."

He ahd to sort this out.

Anthea saw the look that Mycroft gave her. It was the look that he gave her when he needed something unusual.

She nodded to him and stood up and walked to the door to get the tea and drop the files off. She felt his arm touch hers and shivered.

No problem Sir.

Her heartbeat increased as she went out of the door. Moments later she arrived with two teas and a smile, then laid it out on the mahogany desk.

You wanted to talk to me

Mycroft was a stoic man, normally. But his assistant melted him,every day. True, they had been living together since she was in his employ, mor practical that way, and sleeping together for a few short months. So why did he have the insatiable urge to take her on his desk right then and there? He gestured for her to have a seat.

"Yes - I. Under the circumstances, I beleive it would be appropriate to drop this 'Miss Jones' and 'Sir' facade."

He loved her name, he wanted to say it. For the first time, he was something less that clinical at work, he was almost warm.

Anthea tried not to react to Mycroft's body language. So she mimicked it as a courtesy. She sat down, smoothed her skirt and hair then smiled.

S..Mycroft. I am unsure of what you are suggesting.

Anthea, why are you besotted with this man? He is your boss. He is probably reading your body language. Stop thinking things. God I want to lock the door and have him here

Mycroft chuckled. Gods, he wanted her, right then and there. He decided to be bold. He knew no one wouldbother him, and if they did, they would pay dearly for it. He stood up, and circled behind her, gently putting his hands n her shoulders.

"My dear, we have much more than a 'working' realtionship. I ammerely suggesting we..loosen up in the workplace."

He was a boldman, but not bold enough to kiss her. He didn't think he would be able to stop himself.

Anthea felt Mycroft coming towards her, she sighed and then felt Mycroft's firm hands on her shoulders. She then glanced up looking into his deep seducing eyes. She smiled.

Yes I agree Mycroft, but people will talk.

She placed her hands on his, feeling the warmth and affection.
They do little else - he would sure to reply.

He smiled. He loved the way she said his name. He chuckled and squeezed her hand.

"People will talk anyway. I say we let them."

He grabbed her hand and kissed her wrist.

"You are quite remarkable, mydear."

Anthea noticed the chuckle and laughed back. She adored this man; as her employer, her mentor and as her lover.
She nudged him as he kissed her hand, her pulse was increasing.

Thank you Mycroft, you are quite the gentleman

Mycroft pulled Anthea up and held her hand, pulling her into an intimate hug. He leaned down and kissed her hair.

It was now or never.

"I do love you, you know."

He murmured into her ear.

Anthea felt the force of Mycroft lifting her from her seat; all she could hear was her pulse in her ear then she heard Mycroft speak; his voice melted her.
She embraced the intimate hug and placed her hand on his head, running her fingers through his soft hair.

Oh Mycroft, I have wanted this for so long.

Mycroft hummed when she ran her fingers though his hair. He brought her closer, and caught up in the moment, kissed her.

"Me too, my dear."

He pulled her closer, but before he could kiss her gain,an intern walked in, stammering. Mycroft did not let go of Anthea, but only leveled his eyes on the interrupting youth.

"Get out."

The boy bumbled out, And Mycroft smiled down at her. "Interns. Can't live with them....end of sentence. Now, where were we, m'dear?"

She sighed as she received the kiss and felt his warmth as Mycroft drew closer.
When the intern came in; Anthea was annoyed but feeling the rhythm of his heart made her calmer and bought her back to the moment.

She smiled lightly back and gripped him tighter and kissed his sweet lips.

Let us lock the door and then get back to knowing each other further

She then went to lock the doors.

Mycroft smirked as Anthea locked the door. It was good to be the king (figuratively speaking) sometimes. He went to her when her back was still turned, bracing his hands on her hips and pressing his body against hers.

"I like the way you think, love."

He whirled her around and kissed her passionatley, runnign his hands though her hair.

Anthea felt Mycroft's body next to hers. Felt his firm, yet gentle hands on her hips and responded to the passionate kiss. She ran her hands up his back; making him shiver.

Anthea then moans in pleasure as she feels the electricity between them.

Mycroft backed her nto the sofa he kept in his office, rolling her over the arm and snogging her completely. He stopped and smirked.

"Mmm, this is new, my dear."

Mycroft had never had sex in public. He didn't care right then, with this beautiful woman under him. He wiped a stray hair from her face and began kissing her neck.

Anthea felt the firmness in his actions ad was going through all the possibilities however the strong emotions were clouding her judgement.

His passionate kisses were making her head feel funny, she was feeling lust for the man whom she worked with.

Oh Mycroft, this is very new and pleasurable

She moaned in pleasure, a little louder than she wanted to.

Mycroft was spurred on by her moans, although she was getting a bit loud. Fine for home, but people would definately talk now, He ran his hand up her sides, and crushed her mouth in a searing kiss.

"Shhh love, this is my office, you know."

He smirked and continued kissing,something he could get very used to on a daily basis.

She felt slightly embarrassed by the situation, she had to remind herself that a certain part of decency was needed at work.

She appreciated the kiss and felt his authority over her. She then placed her hands on his hips. And then started kissing his neck and nipping his collar.

Mycroft moaned softly when she went to work on his neck. He knew they couldn't get fully undressed. He began rutting agaisnt her, his desire building.

He leaned down and undid his trouser zip. He kissed her and bunched her skirt around her waist, deftly rolling down her panties.

He looked at her, looking for confirmation of what he was about to do.

She felt Mycroft's heart race and his organ growing next to her. She wanted him so badly.
She moaned lightly for confirmation, she pulled him forward. She felt the warmth between her legs, the anticipation of what was to come.

Mycroft kissed her as he entered her, to keep them both quiet. He set a slow but steady pace, fisting her hair. When they finished, He rolled her panties back up and smoothed down her skirt.

He smiled and kissed her again. "I love you so much."

Anthea felt amazing, Mycroft was a fantastic lover. He made her feel very human, and he also does after such interlude.
She moans in pleasure, just about audible to his hearing and comes so powerfully that it overwhelms her.

She then smoothed her skirt, and then whispered.

That was amazing. I love you too Mycroft.

Then kissed him passionately yet again, not wanting to be apart from him.

Mycroft rested his head on hers,not wanting to let go. He smiled aganst her hair.

"We should get back to work. Can'T have the empire falling now, can we?"

He smiled and kissed her again.