Tales Of Another Beating Heart

10. If You Had a Sex Life, Would You Even Worry About Mine?

"'Ya sure we're at the right place Mum?"

Nellie smiled and picked up her case, not waiting for the others to get their luggage and skipped over the small beach to a large house, poised at the edge of the sand.

Toby looked at his Dad and shrugged, tossing Sweeney's case to him. He picked up Toby's too, out of kindness. Their feet hit some more beach floor as they jumped from the gravel track. "Is that where we'll be stayin'?" Toby asked, a hint of disbelief in his voice. Sweeney smirked, surprised himself by how big the place was, and by the fact it was literally on the beach. "'Think so, you run along, y'don't have to walk wi' me son." Toby shook his head, looking down at his own feet, watching them slip now and again over the small dunes of sand under them. "No s'alright. I like 'avin' someone ta talk to." Sweeney nodded and retreated his gaze back to their soon to be home.

Nellie had already let herself in! She couldn't remember when she'd been this happy! She ran through the house, dropping her case at the front door, rushing down the hall, dancing through the open kitchen door, sprinting over the outdoor patio and coming to a halt when she found the garden.

She couldn't remember the advert saying that that would be in the garden. But then again she wasn't complaining, it would keep Toby busy on hot summer days - and today happened to be one of those.

She fell back onto the grass, closing her eyes and laying herself out, sighing in the believable bliss she was feeling.

She didn't know how long she had been laid there, but she was rudely interrupted by the sound of someone shrieking with delight.

"Oh my GOD! A pool!"

Nellie opened her eyes and glared at Toby, scared as he ran towards the poolside, preparing himself to jump in.

"Toby! No! Get y'bathin' suit on f'that!" she shouted, standing up with her fists clenched in frustration.

Toby turned immediately, knowing he'd overstepped the mark. He may have been excited, but it was no real excuse. He knew he needed a suit on to swim, even a toddler knew that.

Nellie sighed, waving her hands towards her. "C'mere. I'm sorry, I jus' got a little scared there darlin'." she whispered, giving him a comforting hug.

"Now, unpack y'things, and I'm sure y'can 'ave a dip the pool." Toby's little eyes lit up. "Really?" She nodded.

"Thanks Mum!" he cried, skipping out of the scene and into the kitchen to find the stairs.

Nellie sighed, laying back down on the grass and shutting her eyes in tranquillity as she mumbled, "Bloody kids. Get so overexcited sometimes... "

She counted how long until the interruption this time, it was roughly seven minutes since the last, and she suddenly felt rather irritated. 'If it's that bloody boy again 'think I'll go through the bloody non-existent roof!'

The disturbance was the rustling of bare feet over grass, and the drag of fabric over the green tips of each blade.

She sighed. "For god's sake Toby! Wot is it now? If y'goin' in the pool go in!" she snapped, her eyes still closed and making her oblivious to what was actually happening. She felt a cool breeze whoosh past her and then more grass rustling. She winced, pissed off now. She was excited too, but she didn't annoy people over it!

Something soft and familiar pressed into her lips, slowly manipulating around them, and then in that moment, she knew this was not Toby.

She felt her arms being lifted, then her whole body followed, the strong arms of someone else wrapping carefully around her, supporting her as she fell into their embrace.

She lay limp in his arms, knowing exactly who it was and knowing exactly where he was taking her. She opened her eyes and threw her head back, her big brown eyes longing for Sweeney to run her up the stairs this instant and make mad passionate love to her. But he just stared back at her, with the same lust and the same strange love the two of them shared in his much darker eyes. He was walking painfully slow, and Nellie could only just hold her frustration back.

Her husband trundled up the stairs, not particularly caring what his surroundings were, but he knew where he was going anyway, since he'd already checked the upper level out, and took everyone's luggage up there (not that he minded).

They said nothing and just smiled when the other smiled, blinked when the other blinked and sighed when the other one sighed. Sweeney could feel the lust burn in his erection and Nellie could feel it develop and brush over her thigh. She shuddered and stared at him, her eyes begging for him to take her. They only took their attention from one another when Toby walked past them in the rather time consuming and long corridor, wide eyed and slightly confused.

Sweeney paused, standing still with Nellie in his arms, with the weirdest look on his face Nellie had ever seen. Toby was stood awkwardly, bare footed and in his red striped bathing costume, his chestnut spiky hair all stood up like he'd had a real shock - and he probably had.

"Y' goin' in the pool?" Sweeney asked, studying the boy and trying to hide the odd emotion that had come over him.

"... yeah... " Toby said; his vowels long and making it sound like 'yeeaaahh'. The two lovers could see he was slightly disturbed by the image in front of him, but like Mrs Todd had said, "E'll have t'get used to it, won't 'e?'" Unfortunately the young lad made one big mistake next, by asking the couple a rather awkward question.

"So wot you two gonna be doin' while I'm in the pool?"

Nellie's eyes flew to Sweeney and he looked back her, hoping desperately that the woman had got a brilliant excuse - because she had one last time didn't she? So she would have one now? Surely?

"Umm... " Nellie hesitated, her eyes flicking back to her son, her mind picking out words to use for a lie...

"Well we're gonna - "

"We're unpacking!" Sweeney butted in, the words not registering in his mind and his lust taking over as the speech flew out of his mouth.

Toby nodded. "Okay. See ya later!" he cried, rushing off down the corridor. The two adults breathed a breath of fresh air when they heard him run down the stairs, his little feet surprisingly loud on each stair he stomped down.

Nellie's mouth brushed over Sweeney's ear, his hair tickling her face as she nibbled at his lobe. "You are desperate f'me, aren't y'love?" she whispered, fluttering her eyelashes, causing him to groan and start walking again. His next few steps were agonizingly idle and he couldn't bare it anymore.

He raced down the corridor, to a room with double doors which he backed into, the doors creaking open as he added his weight.

He turned around and heard Nellie gasp.

"Gosh! 'This your room?"

He shook his head and walked her over to the bed, carefully placing her over the sheets, just like on their wedding night, the night in which he deeply regretted not having sex with Nellie, because damn, she was definitely someone that was good at it...

"Then whose room is it?" she asked, her heart beating rapidly as he sat down next to her.

He turned and shut the door behind him, spinning around back to her with a serious look on his face.

"Our room."

She swallowed. Their room. Ever since her crush on him started, she had dreamt every night that one day, he and she would get together and move in with each other - and this quite incidentally, has happened.

Her chest pounded as his hand swept down her face, then her neck, then collarbone and then the top of her breasts. He repeated, only this time his lips joined his hands, following the trails of where his fingers touched.

She closed her eyes and spread her limbs out, letting him gain more access to her bare skin.

He reached his hands under her back, fumbling frantically with the ties on her dress, pressing his lips lustfully into hers.

She tilted her head upwards, his lips falling naturally and smothering her neck in kisses.

Nellie let out a whimper when he flung off her dress, sliding it down her body roughly, his hands starting to pull off her boots as he continued to kiss her passionately, on her lips now.

She moaned, allowing his tongue to snake into her mouth. She closed her eyes, feeling his flavour swill into her mouth, the taste giving her chills down her spine.

Her boots fell to the floor, his fingers tugged down her stockings and his lips flew to the tops of her legs.

Nellie's hands untangled his cravat, throwing it somewhere over the room. Then she commenced with unbuttoning his shirt. He stopped kissing her leg and looked up at her, letting her get rid of his shirt faster. She had gotten to his last button, and he couldn't wait any longer.

He leaned over and kissed her lips; she complied and pulled the shirt off of his back, her mouth never leaving his.

Her fingers stroked his now bare chest, tracing the permanent scars that stained it. He moaned into her mouth, from both pleasure and pain. Her hands dropped to his belt and prised it off, tossing it aside, then returned to pull off his trousers. He moaned again and started to unlace her corset, desperate to relieve her of her bodice at once, to see the beauty underneath. She had successfully taken his trousers off and was now helping Sweeney, kissing him now and again, preparing him for the romance they were about to relive.

Sweeney ripped her bodice from her body, kissing the recently exposed porcelain flesh of Nellie, practically eating her up all in one go.

He kissed her bosom, feeling the need to pleasure her and himself until they were both screaming and panting each other's name.

"... Sweeney... I need you love... "

He closed his eyes and tugged at her bloomers, gently nipping at her neck.

"... Please... "

He slipped her bloomers down leaving dots of kisses down her front, from her lips down to her lower abdomen.

Nellie's eyes closed and she gasped as Sweeney kissed her sex, he could feel himself harden even more as he flicked his tongue over her and he knew already that it wouldn't be long until she would be fully wet for him.

"... Darlin'... " she whispered, feeling the energy roil through her like she was a metal wire, finding the electricity from her battery, in this case, her battery was Sweeney Todd.

He smirked against her skin, still tasting her with his snake-like tongue.

Nellie groaned, yearning for more than his lips on her, the look on her face hopeless and grovelling for Sweeney, determined to feel him inside her again.

"Please... " she breathed again, showing him even more of what she really wanted from him. He looked up at her, his venomous ink-like eyes exploring her entirely naked body.

"Of course pet... " he hissed; the teasing tones in his voice poisonous and alluring, making Nellie become even wetter for him. "... but why make this quick and over with my dear? Last time it was rushed, this time I want you to wait... "

"... Sweeney... " she moaned, wincing like she'd hurt herself. "... I need you... "

He grinned evilly and buried his head back in her soaked curls, his lips laying small kisses on her, his hands carefully making their way back up to her breasts, squeezing them roughly when they found them.

He wanted her to wait for him, he didn't want to tell her when he was going push himself into her, he wanted her to feel the surprise of pleasure surge through her, and then feel himself release inside of her. He would make her squeal - he was sure of that. Even thinking of it made him want to be inside her this instant, but he was determined to keep her on edge... waiting for him...

She whimpered as he licked her again.

Nellie let out a high pitched shriek, feeling her orgasm come suddenly, her moans pleasing to Sweeney's ears.

Seeing Nellie finish like that made him want to wait no longer, he needed her too.

He pulled down his undershorts and kissed her completely soaked curls again before he slipped himself inside her.

"Ohhh..." she moaned, bucking her hips so he could dig deeper inside of her.

He tossed his head back and plunged into her even more, thrusting faster and faster, controlling their moans and gasps by their speed.

Her moans got louder as he pushed inside of her, her eyes closed and her cries clear and raucous as he pulled out of her. He kissed her lips, muffling her moans until he pushed himself back into her again, feeling his release building up already.

He growled loudly, his hands grabbing handfuls of her dark auburn ringlets on the top of her head, which was snapped back, her voice still loud and boisterous as he drove into her.

"... Sweeney... " she gasped, knowing she was going to climax any time soon.

Sweeney smiled; his face a picture and an example of pure bliss.

"... I'm coming, pet... "

And indeed he was. He flew into her with one last harsh growl, yet still he remained on thrusting into her, feeling her walls clench madly around him. She came too after a few seconds, and that just made them groan and gasp louder.

Soon they grew tired and Sweeney pulled himself out of her.

He lay next to her, drenched in perspiration with his eyes closed and a wickedly pleased smile on his lips.

They panted for a good five minutes, just listened to the other one breathing.

"That were fuckin' amazin'..." Nellie spoke; the woman's voice hoarse and fatigued.

Sweeney let out a small grunted chuckle. "I know. Never 'ad it this good wi' Lucy."

Nellie turned her head to face him, her eyes drawn to his. "Never 'ad it wi' Albert. Didn't wanna let 'im touch me."

"Why?"

"'Cause I was savin' meself f'someone I truly loved," she averted her eyes away from him, like she was now too embarrassed to look at him. "And looks like I did right."

Sweeney smirked and kissed her lips.

"I love you Nell," he whispered, pulling her into his arms, and she accepted, shuffling into his embrace.

"I love you too Sweeney."

Her head rested on his chest, her ear naturally picking up his rapid heartbeat.

And funnily enough, their hearts were beating at the exact same rate, both in time, both in harmony, and both in control.

"Thank god f'the pool ey?" Nellie whispered, burying her head in his embrace even more.

Sweeney smirked at her comment, thinking of what a bloody wonder she really was.

He had needed her.

And by god, he'd got her.