I fail, I know it! I had this ready for weeks but I just tend to procrastinate so much that forget about it!! But here you have next chapter… As a late present for Christmas or an early present for New Year!!

BTW, I hope you all are having an amazing Christmas Holiday and I wish you the best for year 2010!

When they arrived home, Sweeney headed straight to his room upstairs.

'Sweeney…' The woman called him, stretching her arm to him, trying to hold him by the arm 'Where are you going?

'To my room'

'But it is our wedding day!'

'I know!'

'And?' You are not going to sleep up there anymore, aren't you?'

He looked at her harshly, a mess of white and red from her dress and hair, and turned his back to her, disappearing in his rom. Mrs. Lovett didn't know what was wrong now, so she entered her room and seated in her bed to wait. He would come down sooner or later.

Sweeney was brooding upstairs. The day had been much more intense than he had thought it would be. Not only the wedding had been stressful to him but he didn't expect to see Johanna there. Anthony had freed his daughter and brought her to their wedding! He blamed the sailor for that without a reason because he didn't know anything about their relationship but the barber couldn't help feeling dazed, confused and rather empty inside.

Why didn't he have told her everything? All those years longing to see his family and he had lost his opportunity just because of Mrs. Lovett...

The barber left himself fall on his chair and sighed. It was better that way for all of them because he couldn't deny he loved his former landlady and that he hadn't felt anything for Johanna except of numbness...

It was late when he decides to go back downstairs freezing, hoping to find Mrs. Lovett already sleeping but when he entered what now was also his room, he found her sitting in the bed fully awake and still wearing her wedding dress.

Sweeney looked at her for a moment, a whirlpool of auburn hair, pale skin and white lace all over the bed, and quickly turned his eyes, lowering his head. She didn't say a word and Sweeney turned his back to her, starting to change into his sleeping clothes.

'Mr. T...' She called softly, placing her hand tenderly in his back. He didn't turn to her 'Mr. T, love, I'm sorry about what happened this morning. I think you did a very noble thing, love. I'm very grateful, but if you regret it, you can still tell her the truth...'

The barber looked at her and he saw that she really meant what she was saying. He seated by her side in the bed and smiled sadly.

'I don't regret anything Nellie. Is better for all of us to leave things this way...'

'So, you are going to leave her free?'

'We are both starting a new life and I don't feel she is my family anymore'. He looked at her 'But you are...'

She smiled at him.

'Thank you'

He nodded, his eyes still fixed upon her frame.

'Why are you still wearing that dress, Nell?'

'Because it is our wedding night! I thought you... Well... You would like to...' She blushed 'Undress me...'

'Why?'

'Come on Sweeney! It is our wedding night!' She repeated 'We are not going to do it tonight?'

'What?'

'Sex!'

'We fuck almost every night...' He was enjoying the way he pestered her with that silly conversation.

She jumped from the bed and stood in her feet in front of the mirror, taking a last glance at her figure as she started to undo the buttons of her dress, tearing the delicate lace.

'I wish I had never slept with you before...' She muttered under her breath '...At least, you would have wanted me tonight...'

Sweeney stood and placed himself behind her, his hands in her shoulders, calming her down.

'Stop it. You are going to ruin the dress'.

'I don't care anymore! I'm not going to wear it again in my life!'

Sweeney took her hand and kissed her palms.

'Let me do it, you daft woman!'

His fingers moved quickly to her back, undoing her buttons, revealing the flawless skin of her back to the barber. He leaned and placed a kiss in her shoulder. She shivered and he continued going down with his fingers, running them slowly along her back until the dress was done and it felt on the floor in a mess, revealing her undergarments to him.

Sweeney looked at her in the mirror, wearing only her corset and black small panties, smiling like a little girl and sighed.

'Any men would want you if he could see what I have in front of my eyes right now...' He ran his hand along the sides of her body, teasing her with his strokes over her clothes 'But you are mine...'

His eyes were fixed on hers on the mirror and he started to undo the ties of her corset. She shivered when she felt the chilly air of the room caressing her skin as the heavy garment fall on the floor, joining her dress.

Sweeney moved his hand from her hip to one of her breast, cupping it in his hand, squeezing it a little, making her moan hoarsely. He submerged his nose on the mess of auburn curls that her hair was and inhaled her scent, a mixture of her soap and spices and sighed.

'I wish you would have always been mine...'

Mrs. Lovett turned to face him, placing a chatty kiss on his parted lips.

'I have always been your, Sweeney. Since the moment I met you...'

She moved closer to him, their bare chests upon the other.

'I know that, my pet...' He kissed the top of her head, placing his arms around her and lifting her body to place her on their bed, letting himself fall over her '... But I mean in every way...'

Sweeney kissed her hungrily and she moaned again against his mouth, his hand already working on her panties.

'Did you want me too? When we were younger I mean...'

The barber raised his head, staring at her, who was looking at him through heavy eyelids, all flushed.

'I think I did... Maybe not consciously, but my body has always longed for your touch...'

Mrs. Lovett said nothing and finished undressing him eagerly, demanding his body as much as he demanded hers. Sweeney moved all over her body with his lips, discovering every inch of her pale skin, enjoying the touch of the baker and Mrs. Lovett allowed him to do whatever he wanted without a complaint. She was extremely enjoying his attention and she wanted that moment to be a never-ending night.

The woman held him closed, clinging desperately from his neck.

'I love you Sweeney' She murmured in his ear, placing another kiss in his neck. 'Thank you...'

He silenced her with another kiss while his hand caressed her stomach, moving it dangerously slow down between her legs, making her moan...

Another kiss, another caress, another moan...

'I love you too, Nellie'

She opened her legs, allowing the barber to position himself between them, making her tremble with anticipation. Sweeney looked at her and she nodded, letting him know that she was ready too, so he moved slowly, sliding himself carefully inside her body trying not to hurt her, who suddenly looked so delicate and innocent under his weight. Mrs. Lovett moaned when she felt him, raising her hips to match his, letting him reach deeper inside her.

Their love making was slow and decadent for a long time, both realizing how well they fitted into each other and how delightful sex could be when they weren't in a hurry, discovering sex like first time lovers...

They rolled on the bed and Sweeney places Mrs. Lovett on top of him. She smiled and continued moving over him, drops of sweat shining in her slippery skin.

'You are beautiful...'

Mrs. Lovett smiled again, increasing the speed of her movements, his hands digging into the flesh of her hops. Mrs. Lovett leaned over him, her breasts caressing his chest, her fingers entwined in his hair and she kissed him passionately. The barber moved again, pinning her small form beneath his body and the mattress and rocked with her, trusting harder and faster into her as they felt their endings approaching. Their movements improved frantically but still tenderly as they never had been before...

She screamed when the waves of pleasure from her orgasm hit her body, clenching her inner muscles around him, making him finish just seconds after her. Sweeney collapsed on top of her, breathing harder and sweating, until she pressed her hands on his shoulders, making him lay on the bed closer to her.

They remained silently laying there, catching their breath until Mrs. Lovett snuggled up against him, putting her arms around his strong chest. He let the baker did as she wanted, shuddering a little when he felt her soft breath on his skin, moving a little to cover themselves with the blankets. She sighed as she made herself comfortable on his arms again.

'I love you Sweeney.' She murmured in his ear as she rested her head on his shoulder 'I will be a good wife...'

He kissed her forehead, his hand moving unconsciously along her back and the other resting on her flat stomach. 'I know, my per'.

'Thank you for everything, Sweeney. I love you...'

He nodded and kissed her tenderly and she remained silently for some minutes, in deep thoughts.

'What is wrong, Nellie?'

'Nothing. Why do you ask?'

'You are rather quiet'.

'I was thinking...' Sweeney was silent, waiting for her to continue. 'About you and I. About the wedding. About our love making tonight...' She doubted, biting her lower lip 'About our new life!'

'We'll do it'

She smiled at him. 'I know that love. I... I am just worried about you...'

'About me? Why?'

'Because you have lost so many things in your life...'

He moved uncomfortably under her. 'I'm fine about that Nellie'

'I know, but I still would do my best. I do not pretend to replace anything, but I want you to love me like you did...'

'You know I can't... I'm a different man now'

She nodded.

'And you were different tonight while we had sex. You were tender and carefully. I enjoyed it although it is not so very you...'

'I can be a gentleman too'

She smiled again and he returned it. 'I know, love'. She moved apart from him, blowing at the candles that were still lighting the room and yawned, curling up by his side again. He held her close to him, still enthralled by her words.

'Sweeney' she mumbled sleepily.

'Ummm?'

'Tell me that this is not another dream and you will be here in the morning...'

'You know I am going to stay'.

'Thank you'

She kissed him again and he felt himself grown hard again due to the heat she radiated and the soft touch of her warm flesh and she noticed it too, laughing.

'Uh! I can see someone wants to play again...'

'Shut up!'

'Fine love'

She moved on the bed, disappearing under the sheets and he felt her mouth closing around his growing erection.

'What the hell do you think you are doing, woman?'

'You told me to shut up, don't you?' Her hot breath so close to him aroused him even more 'Well, this is the only way I can imagine to keep my mouth away from talking...'

'Stop it! I'm tir... Ahhhh!'

He didn't know how she was doing him that time but it felt so good that he grumped when she released him, returning to his side on the bed. Sweeney looked at her in disbelief.

'What?'

'You are not going to leave me this way...'

'You told me to stop, love! Go to sleep. You are tired' Mrs. Lovett smirked in the dark, listening to his raised breathing, knowing he wanted her to finish what she had started. She giggled and he hit her side with his elbow.

'That it is not the way to ask for something, love'.

'Eleanor Todd!' His voice was demanding, making her jump at the sound of her new name. She rolled on the bed, turning her back to him.

'Night, night, love!'

'What the fuck do you think you are doing?'

He was again over her and once again she giggled. He looked harshly at her.

'You are going to finish what you have started...'

'Do you have anything else to add, Mr. T?'

'No!'

'You sure?' Her lips were still curved into a lovely and seductively smile.

'Please?' The words left his mouth awkwardly but she admitted them cheerfully.

'That is a good boy...'

'Yes, yes, now be a dear and finish what you started...'

She was going to argue again but he kissed her before she spoke, taking her hands and moving down between his legs. She rubbed herself with his hip while caressing his manhood.

'You enjoying?'

Sweeney smirked and pushed himself into the woman, that left her head rest on the pillow, completely abandoned to her senses and to him.

They didn't last long that time, passion was just enrapturing themselves. This time, the sex was more like the usual intercourse they were used, but still passionate enough to make them finish at the same time, exhausted in the bed, side by side.

The woman curled up by his side as soon as she had recovered herself and he embraced her.

'Sweeney?'

'Yes?'

'I love you!'

He smiled in the darkness of the room, kissing her hair.

'Go to sleep, my pet...'

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- Alba: Pequeña!! Gracias a ti por ayudarme y por inspirarme para que pueda escribir cositas así! Ya sabes que es todo para ti siempre! Y me alegro de que te guste! Y gracias por aguantarme siempre! :*

- Emma: I was shocked too but I didn't want to ruin their relationship… Not for the moment! You'll have to wait and see… Time will tell!! Thank you again and again for your kind words!

- Suzie: Thank you very much!!!

- Sweet Helena: Yes! *blushes* It was so obvious…

- Angela: Nah! He is going to be a good boy for a moment, doesn't he? Mrs. Lovett deserves it too!

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