Sherlock stumbled into you, his eyes drooped as he almost topples the both of you over. He drunkly mumbles out.

Oh, there you are. Been searching for you for some time… He looks up at you, then grips the collar of your dress, toying with the top button before wrapping his hand behind your back, his fingertips squeezing at your bottom. You know, I don’t think I’ve ever told you how stunning you are. He leans into you, slowly starting to unbutton the dress. And how curvy…