All My Loving (teen!lock Johnlock/Mystrade)

Chapter Thirty

Chapter 30 

Mycroft's POV

I looked out the window to avoid looking at Greg. I was so good at remaining emotionless, but I knew that if I looked at him, I would give away the surprise. A grin had spread itself across my face, and I could feel Greg trying to get my attention. 

"Myyyyy," he whined, grabbing my hand, "Why can't you just tell me where we're going?"

"Because," I laughed, "if I told you, it'd ruin the surprise."

"Give me a hint then?" He asked me, beginning to play with my fingers.

"We've been here before."

"We're going back to Baskerville, aren't we?" He playfully groaned, shuffling closer to me. 

"Yes," I told him sarcastically. "Yes we are."

We were in the back of one of my cars, being driven to the destination of our honeymoon. Greg had basically planned the wedding, and allowed me to sort out our honeymoon, and just to even it all out, he even unhappily agreed to let me pay for the costs myself, since my money was now also his, and vice versa. I wanted to keep it a surprise, because it was something special to me, and hopefully it was the same for Greg. 

"You know," Greg said, "There are other ways of avoiding the conversation."

I turned to look at him, and saw he was watching me with a lustful look in his eyes. "And just what do you suggest, Mr. Lestrade-Holmes?" I asked, raising my eyebrows at my husband.

"Put that slide up and find out."

I hastily put up the dark blind so the driver couldn't see into the back, and so he wouldn't be able to hear the goings on in the back. 

I took off my seat belt, and moved closer to Greg, and he pulled me in close to him, pressing his lips against mine. We shifted so we lay on across the seats, and I was on top of Greg, pulling his blazer off of him. I threw it onto the floor of the car, as we continued kissing. My tongue ran along Greg's lower lip, asking him for permission, which he immediately granted. 

Everything with Greg was so much different to the others. There had been others before him, sure, girls, actually. Of course none of them meant anything to me. They didn't do anything for me, except tell me they loved me. And then I met Greg, and everything went differently. The world wasn't dull anymore, there was colour everywhere. The trees were decorated with green leaves, the birds seemed to sing, and life was interesting. It wasn't dull because I was above everything, it was all neutral, all because I had met Greg. I had loved him long before I admitted it to him and to myself. Kissing him was like I was on a rocket to the moon, my head was in the clouds, and I couldn't be any happier. We pulled away for breath, and I rested my forehead against Greg's. "I love you, Greg," I breathed.

"I love you too, Mycroft Lestrade-Holmes." We smiled down at each other for a moment before Greg spoke again. "You know something?"

"What?"

"It's gonna sound so trivial, but I used to be really lonely, you know? Like, it seemed I only had friends because I was captain of the rugby team. I just became popular over night. I used to pray that I'd have just one friend, one good friend who I could share everything with, who would take away my pain and love me for me. And then I met you, and you gave me all that, and so much more."

I chuckled quietly, and gently kissed him again. "You really just spoke my mind. I love you so much."

"And I love you more."

"Not possible," I replied, before we resumed our snogging session. 

Our tongues danced together, and I appreciated Greg's sweet taste. Things were beginning to get more heated, when the driver pulled the car to a stop. I groaned and got up off of Gregory Lestrade-Holmes, and smiled at him. Greg's dark hair was a mess and his lips were swollen. He was half in his shirt, and half out of it, and his warm brown eyes sparkled. 

"We're here," I told him. I got out of the car, and moved to Greg's door, holding it open for him. He thanked me, and I watched his face as he got out of the car. His eyes immediately found the sign, and he gasped. "Oh, My!" He ran into my arms, and wrapped his legs around my waist, pecking my lips with his excitedly. 

I could already tell we were going to have a great time on our honeymoon. I had chosen well. 

(A/N- Short, dull chapter, so I'm sorry about that. Where are they? 10 points to anyone who guesses right. Please comment/vote/share/follow it really motivates me. Hopefully I'll update tonight/tomorrow, depending on whether or not I can make the chapter long enough. Thanks Lovelies!

-CH xx )