Rumpled Bedding
She was a gracious woman. She had taken him in when he needed it most, even though she didn't have any rooms available.
They'd been sleeping in the same bed since she took him in, but they hadn't yet committed adultery.
They both needed each other, and they both knew it. Mrs. Lovett was the first to act on it.
She wore her best dress that day, the one that she only wore out with friends, those few times she did go out with friends. She brushed her hair out and let loosed, handing nearly half-way down her back. She also made herself up, blush, rouge, everything.
That day, he spent most of his time out of her shop, but that night was different. He needed her, and he knew that she needed him too.
As they both lay down to sleep that night, Mr. Todd did something that he had never done before. He lay beside Mrs. Lovett, loving the way her body fit perfectly with his. She didn't push him away, but when she didn't do anything more, he forcefully turned her face up to his and kissed her. She snaked her hands around his neck ad he locked his arms around her waist.
They just lay there, kissing, for a while, but they soon decided they no longer had need of their clothes. He roughly untied the ribbon at the front of her nightgown and ripped the cloth from her full frame.
She started to unbutton his shirt, but her rushed fingers were too clumsy, so Sweeney just did it himself. He quickly removed his trousers and positioned himself over Nellie. He didn't wait for her permission before he entered her.
She let out a low moan and writhed underneath him. He knew he was hurting her, but he just couldn't stop. With tears rolling down her face, Nellie reached her climax just seconds before Sweeney. He pulled out immediately and rolled over. Nellie was thankful for the rush of cool air that hit her skin as soon as Mr. Todd's weight was off of her.
Neither one said a work, but Mrs. Lovett did sleep curled into Mr. Todd's chest. He never pushed her away again.
