"You are quite right there." He settles easily against Watson, chuckling in response as he leans over to leave a trail of kisses against Watson's neck and across his shoulder. "The idea of bending you over your desk is not something I would wish to put off for too long."

Of course they would have to do something about Mary. He isn't sure he could take Watson in the study with Mary watching, however inanimate she may be within her frame. He'd suggest his desk instead but with the chemical table... that may not be the best idea. He'd like setting their house on fire or inflicting chemical burns even less than Mary's unreal gaze.