Unconventional
AN: I have suddenly realized that I have gotten away with not putting a single disclaimer on any of my recent fanfictions...holy crap. I should probably fix that...eventually. Anyway, I don't own anything and I get no profit. Duh. Except Lily. That bitch is mine.
Also, I want to apologize for the delay in updating this story. My life collapsed all at once...and yeah...my computer has spent the last three weeks being cleaned by the geek squad because I spilled crap on it...yeah...
Unconventional
Getting into bed that night was, to say the least, awkward. Mrs. Lovett perched herself on the edge of the bed, pulling the pins from her hair and trying hard not to glance over her shoulder were she knew Lily was undressing. Her body still tingled thinking of the day's earlier...activities, though she didn't know quite what to make of it. Women just didn't do those types of things. They had relations with men and that was that. But Lily made her feel more...more..well just more than any man ever had. The young woman had accepted her for her, including her dark enterprise and business conduct. Nothing had shaken this girl in her loyalty to the baker, and it puzzled the elder woman.
Lily, on the other hand, was giddy. Mrs. Lovett was hers. The most beautiful woman in the world was hers for the taking. She undressed hastily, grinning softly to herself as she turned to climb into the bed. The smile slipped slightly as she saw Mrs. Lovett still seated on the bed, her back straight and stiff. She crawled across the bed to kneel behind Mrs. Lovett, setting a hand gently on the elder woman's smooth shoulder. She felt her heart drop into her stomach when the baker flinch under the touch, and she quickly withdrew her hand.
"I...I can't do this, Lily." Mrs. Lovett said without turning her eyes from where they stared at the floor. Lily moved to sit beside her, arms crossed firmly over her chest to avoid reaching out and touching the other woman.
"What, Nellie? What can't you do?" Lily asked as Mrs. Lovett's fingers twisted in her lap. Mrs. Lovett gestured weakly between their bodies.
"This. I can't do this." Lily raised an eyebrow when Mrs. Lovett mumbled her answer.
"What, you can't let me love you, or you can't let make love to you?" Lily fought back a small smile as Mrs. Lovett blushed and frowned.
"Either."
"Why not?" Lily scowled slightly.
"Mr. T...he..." Whatever Mrs. Lovett may have said next was cut off by Lily jumping off the bed and shouting loudly.
"Mr. T, Mr. T! Always going on about bloody old Mr. T!" She stomped her foot impatiently. "He will never love you the way I do. To him you are merely the means to an end. To me..." Lily took Mrs. Lovett's hands in her own. "...to me you are the world! The sun rises and falls on you! Love me!" Lily pleaded. "Love me! After he kills the judge he will have no purpose. He will seek no future! I'm the one who will love you, who will take you to the sea! Love me!" Lily brought Mrs. Lovett's hand to her mouth and kissed the palm lightly. Mrs. Lovett's eyes filled with tears, but she did not attempt to pull her hand back. Instead she brought her free hand to her eyes, hiding her tears.
"I can't, I can't" she said between sobs, "I just can't..." Lily pulled Mrs. Lovett to her, wrapping her arms around the elder woman's shivering form.
"Why?" Lily whispered. "Why can't you love me?" As she spoke, Lily hand found it's way into Mrs. Lovett's hair, entangling her fingers in the auburn tresses, while the other arm pulled their bodies tightly together. Mrs. Lovett didn't speak, but didn't move away either, she couldn't be sure that she wasn't dreaming. Lily's voice was throaty with desire, "I need you, Nellie. I love you." She pressed her face into Mrs. Lovett's neck, her breath hot on the smooth skin.
"But-but...I'm a woman..." Mrs. Lovett muttered, unable to make any type of real argument, her arms limp at her sides. The sensations that Lily caused in her body were confoundedly wonderful.
"Yes, you are," Lily whispered, her lips brushing Mrs. Lovett's neck. "A beautiful," a kiss landed on Mrs. Lovett's collarbone, "sensuous," another under her ear, "desirable woman." and with that, Lily brought her lips to Mrs. Lovett's. The baker melted under the touch, and made little effort to fight the young woman.
In that moment, Mrs. Lovett surrendered. Lily was right, Mr. Todd would never love her. Somewhere in her heart she had always known that, but held out. Know she had no reason to. Goddamn convention. She felt Lily pulling her to her feet, their bodies still connected at the lips, and she shivered as she felt Lily soft hand caressing her skin, roughly freeing Mrs. Lovett from her clothing. Once the baker was completely exposed, Lily pressed close to her, forcing her back onto the bed, pushing her down forcefully.
The elder woman purred softly, reaching up to wrap her arms around the black-haired beauty, tugging gently on the ties of the thin shift. Lily quickly wriggled free of the garment and resumed her attentions to Mrs. Lovett's neck, her hands gliding to the baker's wrists, pinning them above the elder woman's head. She quickly straddled Mrs. Lovett's hips, her sex hovering precariously close the Mrs. Lovett's own. Her grips still firm around Mrs. Lovett's wrists, Lily bent down and lick slowly around the outer rim of Mrs. Lovett's ear.
"What do you want, Nellie? What do you want me to do?" She nipped softly at Mrs. Lovett's earlobe, smirking when she heard the woman moan loudly.
"Touch me, Lily. Please..." Her response was breathy, slipped out between desperate pants and moans, her hips straining upwards to press against Lily's sex. The younger woman slid slowly down Mrs. Lovett's body, my hands gliding slowly over her skin, pausing to grasp her breasts and tweak the nipples firmly. Mrs. Lovett's back arched high and her breath hitched. She was already so intensely aroused that even the slightest touch felt like electricity across her skin, and Lily hands were everywhere, her breath hot against her skin, her lips like fire down her stomach. It took only a few deep thrusts of Lily's long fingers to send Mrs. Lovett over the edge, her body trembling as she cried out Lily's name, not worrying that Toby was in the next room, or the Mr. Todd never slept.
As Mrs. Lovett's body went limp, Lily laid down beside her, an arm draped loosely over the elder woman's hips. Nellie turned her head to gaze into Lily's eyes and reached up a hand to stroke the younger woman's cheek gently. After a moment, Mrs. Lovett turned and propped herself up on her elbow, her other hand still stroking Lily's face curiously. Her hand slid down the soft skin of the young woman's neck, across her shoulder and collarbone, continuing as Lily rolled to lay on her back, her arms flung above her head. Mrs. Lovett shifted so that she was sitting, looking down on Lily's exposed form.
She's beautiful, Mrs. Lovett thought as her hands continued to explore Lily's skin, her lips quirking into a soft smile as Lily's eyes close and the young woman moaned softly. Mrs. Lovett stroked her breasts gently, moving her fingers in slow circles. She had never contemplated anything like this before, but it just seemed so natural to touch this way, to love the way these things felt. Mrs. Lovett quickly leaned down and flicked her tongue over one of Lily's erect nipples and was reward by a sharp gasp and a moan from the young woman. The baker sucked gently on the erect peak, hearing Lily's soft whimper and feeling a hand tangle in her unruly hair.
"Oh, Nellie..." Lily's voice was low and throaty, and Mrs. Lovett felt a surge of need to hear it again, louder, and she sucked harder, her hand pinching and tweaking Lily's other nipple as her body shifted again to rest her hips between Lily's legs. The younger woman panted softly, her hips rocking forward slightly. Mrs. Lovett kissed slowly down Lily's stomach, admiring the smoothness of the skin and the tautness of the surface. Her hands stroked slowly over the young woman's legs, moving slowly up her thighs.
"Please, Nellie...please..." Lily's body was practically writhing, and Mrs. Lovett could smell the woman's arousal, the strangely alluring scent drawing her quickly down the young woman's sex. The baker licked hesitantly at Lily's clit, flicking her tongue over the swollen nub, and was rewarded by a loud gasp and a "God Nellie!" from deep in Lily's throat. She ran her tongue slowly up the young woman's slit, gathering the taste on her tongue and licking her lips. She slid two fingers slowly into Lily, flicking teasingly over her clit. She thrust her fingers deep, quickening her pace when she heard Lily's pants and cries of delight, her body shaking with desire as she scratched over Mrs. Lovett's shoulders, who moaned at the sensation. Soon, Mrs. Lovett began to feel Lily's body seizing, her breathing ragged and labored as her hips bucked wildly against Mrs. Lovett's hand.
Once Lily's body had stilled, Mrs. Lovett moved back up Lily's body, laying down softly, her eyes unsure as she gazed into Lily's eyes. The young woman cupped Mrs. Lovett's cheek gently as she kissed her lips reassuringly. Their bodies entangled with each other, and they drifted off together in a quiet, serene sleep.
