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Not while I'm around	By : LilyRose Category: Musicals/Plays > Sweeney Todd Views: 1577 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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…Oh,sir…
… Ah,miss…

They had been sitting together in her somewhat cosy parlour in what could only be described as uncomfortable silence for almost the entire evening.He had been cleaning and sharpening his razors over and over again,almost like an automaton,although they already sparkled like mirror shards in the candlelight.
Lovett frowned to herself,it was beginning to distract her from her knitting.Just how much polishing did those razors need?Did he hope the Judge would just drop dead from sheer amazement at the outstanding shine of the blades?Wait,had he stopped at last?She rolled her eyes and silently sighed to herself as her ears picked up the soft clicking sound of a razor being opened again.
Trying to concentrate on her knitting again,she began to hum softly to herself,a beautiful cheery melody,the name of which she had long since forgotten.It did lighten her mood enough for her not to notice at first that the swishing noise of a blade being vigorously drawn across the strop had ceased.
Arching an eyebrow,she glanced over to where he had been sitting.He had risen without her even noticing and was standing halfway between his chair by the window and the parlour door.As if he had been about to leave and something had stopped him in his tracks.
“Taking your “friends” `ome to the shop again,love?”
Whenever he took his razors with him to sharpen them,he would never wait until the next morning to return them to their proper place,no matter how late it was.Almost as if he was afraid of being unprepared in case the Judge decided to drop in for a nocturnal shave.
Not receiving a reply and not really having expected one,Lovett was about to turn her attention back to her knitting when it struck her there was something odd about him just standing there.
Lovett was aware that sometimes he would lapse into an almost trance-like state for minutes. Not moving,not even blinking and hardly breathing at all.Only staring darkly ahead.Was he in one of those moods now? Oh, sometimes his brooding could get on her nerves.Couldn`t he see that sooner or later he would have to let the past go? It wasn`t like the present held nothing for him.He still had Johanna,well,at least in a way,he had his trusty razors again and,most importantly,he had her.Sometimes Lovett had the feeling he could not really appreciate that…yet.She was determined to do everything in her power to change that.
“Mr.Todd?”
Silence.Only the muscle of his jaw visibly clenching.Alright,let him ignore her.
Sighing Lovett slipped her knitting back into the tattered black bag at her feet.If he were anybody else she probably would have already lost her patience with him.No,not probably,most certainly.But he was still her beautiful Benjamin Barker,no matter what he chose to call himself now.And the almost bizarre vulnerability he managed to exude despite his imposing figure was enough to chase away any traces of annoyance she might have felt.Maybe it was her female intuition,but somehow she just knew that he needed her.That in the whole of London she was the only one he could depend on.The only one who could see him like he really was and still love him.
His Lucy could never have done that,Lovett thought grimly.His Lucy had been far too pure and good and weak.His damn Lucy would never have loved the man he was now.But she could,she did,and she would make him see that.
Rising from her chair by the little fireplace,Lovett cautiously approached him.It wouldn`t be the first time she had startled him out of one of his strange trances,only to narrowly escape being struck before he recognized her.She slowly reached out her hand,daring to let it rest lightly on his shoulder.
“Mr.Todd?”
He showed no reaction that would have indicated he´d heard her.It was beginning to worry her a bit,he seemed to make himself downright ill with all his waiting,with all his hunger for revenge.
“You`re tired,love,why don`t you go to bed and let me take them razors back to the shop for you,hm?”
Laying a hand on his other shoulder she slowly moved closer.Probably not the best idea given his unpredictable temper and how violent he could be,but she couldn`t help it.Maybe she would be able to soothe him just a little.Carefully her fingers began drawing small circles on the knotted muscles of his shoulders.
“So tense,love.You need to allow yourself to relax a bit.Take your mind of everything unpleasant for a while.”
She could be so very motherly when she wanted to.Taking his lack of reaction as encouragement she increased the pressure of her fingertips,working the tension out of his shoulders.She more felt than heard him release a long deep breath.
“ That feel nice?”she asked,not really expecting an answer.
Lovett allowed herself a small smile when he nodded briefly.Yes,she very much wanted to make him feel good,in every way he might want.The nape of his neck was temptingly close to her fingertips.Again she was fascinated by how both vulnerability and violence seemed united in his body.The contrast of the strong,wiry muscles of his broad shoulders compared to the elegant curve of his neck and the almost fragile looking bumps of his vertebrae beneath his pale skin.Mesmerized,Lovett drew a little nearer still,her hands sliding lower down his arms of their own accord.The massage had now become more of a slow caress as her fingers slid down over his wrists,across the backs of his strong hands,to his fingertips and then gently up again.
What are you doing,Nellie?A little voice inside her head nagged.Have you lost your wits?You ending up on a slab in a morgue is a hell of a lot more likely than he ending up in your bed.
But it was easy to ignore,now she was so temptingly near to him.
I´m doing whatever I want to and I don`t care where it leads.
As long as he himself didn`t stop her,she wouldn`t deny herself the pleasure of touching him.And what a long-missed pleasure it was,she couldn`t even remember when she had last touched a man.Biting her lip,she dared to edge a little closer still,now she was almost pressed up against him.Surely if he minded she`d have found out by now?
Her hands had come up to rest on his shoulders again and this time she allowed them to slide a little down his chest,just across his collarbones and lingering there.Feeling the warmth of his skin seep through the thin fabric of his shirt.Mmh,lovely,if only he wasn`t wearing that bloody shirt,then she would be able to run her fingers through the soft-looking hair on his chest now.If she could get him to work shirtless from now on,maybe at least a few female customers would find their way into her pie shop again.Lovett had to stifle a giggle at the thought.
“I`ve been thinking,Mr.Todd,if the weather`s so nice again tomorrow we could take a little stroll along the river,maybe watch the sunset?Wouldn`t that be lovely?What d`ye think?”she almost had to laugh at herself,if it was up to her they`d not leave her room for the next week or so.
She raised an eyebrow,waiting for his reaction.Nothing?But after a few moments,he gave an almost imperceptible nod,as if her insincere question had taken a while to get through to him.Good,though she didn`t really think they´d actually be going for a stroll together anytime soon.
“ I could wear me green dress an` me new bonnet.You know,the black one with the feather.”
As if he cared what she wore,in that aspect he was like any other man.She let the slow descent of her hands begin again,at the same time closing the last,small distance between them.She was now completely pressed up against him.
What a heavenly feeling.Before she could stop herself she had breathed a small sigh against his neck.It would probably be pointless now to pretend that this was anything but a blatant seduction attempt.And this light-headedness that had come over her when she felt his body so close to hers made it quite difficult to remember what she had said or even thought only seconds ago.Oh,to hell with it.If he wanted her to stop,he`d not hesitate to make her.
Resting her head lightly against his shoulder she began to caress him again,stronger and more demanding this time.Finding the tiny peaks of his nipples and running the pads of her thumbs over them,feeling them harden under her touch.How delicious.Smiling to herself she let her hands roam lower,down across the muscles of his stomach.
Oh,he was strong,she knew that,she had experienced that herself but to feel those rippling muscles under her fingers,if only through the fabric of his shirt,made her knees go weak.Without even realizing it,she began nuzzling his neck,her mouth falling open against his skin.It was every bit as soft as it looked and he felt so warm even through the barrier of clothing between them.Oh god,warm,soft skin and taut muscles.She was almost purring now.If she stuck out her tongue she would be able to lick his neck,know what he tasted like.But that would be going to far,for now.So she settled for just lightly massaging him,running her hands across his chest,down his stomach and up again.
Her wandering hands came to rest over his heart,feeling it racing under a her palms,a strong dull beat.So she was affecting him in some way.Or maybe was his heart racing with contained rage?Was he just waiting for the right moment to turn around and snap her neck?Even in her current lust-addled state she couldn`t believe that he hadn`t throttled her yet for her boldness.He just stood there,completely motionless but his body as taut as a wire.And she thought she could felt a slight shiver course through him.
Her fingertips were brushing lightly across his hips now,she was definitely entering dangerous territory.Lovett felt her eyes slip shut,imagining the delicate veins just below his hips,they would be pale blue,shimmering through his white skin.Oh,yes,she always had had an unwise penchant for danger.
His breaths had become shorter and more shallow.Just like hers.Licking her lips in anticipation she finally dared to slowly run her tongue across the side of his neck,tasting him at last.He tasted like smoke,salt and the mixture of cloves and ginger that she used for some of her pies.An involuntary husky whisper escaped her.
“Ohh,Mr.Todd.”
Lovett could feel him shift the tiniest bit,leaning his head against hers ever so little.What wouldn`t she give if she could see his face now.Her fingers were now lingering at the waistband of his trousers.If he didn`t stop her now,she would take that as his consent for her to continue.She waited hardly able to breathe,or think,for that matter.
Well,he wouldn`t be able to say he hadn´t wanted it.At last she let her fingers cover the slight bulge between his thighs,cupping him gently.For a moment she thought her legs would buckle under her.If he felt this good beneath her hands,how good would he feel against her stomach,between her thighs,inside her.She began to knead him slowly,running her fingers along his length,wishing she could feel him skin against skin.He was growing hard quickly under her ministrations.Oh,he was a nice size.He would feel incredible inside her,she just knew.The thought alone of him covering her with his body,thrusting into her was maddening.
Unable to wait any longer,her fingers flew to the buttons of his trousers,shakily trying to rid him of that last barrier that was keeping him from her.
She had only managed to undo the first button when his body suddenly stiffened against her.That was probably not a good sign.Startled Lovett took a quick step back,too perplexed to do anything but stare at his unmoving figure.He was still just standing there,seemingly glued to the spot,slowly shaking his head as if trying to chase away the remnants of a nightmare.Lovett cast a quick sideways glance at the parlour door.She had gone too far too soon.Now there was going to be hell to pay.
She jumped violently when he abruptly turned around to face her.His eyes were wide and staring,black holes in an ashen mask of confusion.Blinking,he took a slow step towards her.Lovett felt her body tense involuntarily,preparing herself to make a dash for the door should he attack her.
Instead he reached out a shaking hand,stopping only inches before he touched her face.Lovett had to keep herself from flinching in expectance of the blow she was sure would follow.But he just kept staring at her,his hand raised in mid-air.
Lovett mentally debated with herself whether it might be wise to say something.Should she try to get him to snap out of this odd,dreamlike state he still seemed to be in,or would that only be making it worse?She seemed to remember that you weren`t supposed to startle a sleepwalker.But they couldn`t stand there like this forever,could they?
Very slowly she raised her hand,her eyes never leaving his now almost corpse grey face.Inch by inch,until her fingers brushed against his outstretched hand.With a strangled gasp he withdrew his hand,stumbling a few steps away from her as if her touch had burnt him.
“You!”
Both a question and an accusation.
Startled by his sudden reaction,Lovett couldn`t suppress a flinch.What was that supposed to mean,who had he expected she would be?
She managed a little smile,hoping it would look sufficiently meek.
“Of course,Mr.Todd,who else would it be?”
Instead of answering he just kept staring at like she was some ugly,exotic animal.Shaking his head as if to deny the reality of what his eyes were showing him.Did she imagine it or was he trembling?
Without thinking she stepped a little closer again.
“Look,Mr.Todd,I´m sorry if I…”
Before she had a chance to finish he had pushed past her,his entire body shivering noticeably,his gaze seeming almost frantic now and left her in the silence of the small,dark room.
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