Thanks Redejeka, for your review :) I think I'll put Anthony and Johanna in the story, I've already planned something, but there won't be much of it, so don't worry :p

Here's the next chapter, guys! I had been kind of creative in the last time and I've written a lot... I hope you like the next chapter (and forgive me that this chapter actually should be M rated) ;)

A soft kiss covered her neck while her corset slowly loosened until it fell onto the floor. Nellie felt how her heart started to beat faster, how her body started to shiver slightly. His hands stroke over her arms, his lips moved to her shoulder. She took a deep breathe when the cold lips kissed her shoulder again and again.

"You just have to tell me to stop if you don't want me to do this, my pet", he whispered. Instead of answering, Nellie turned around and pressed her lips onto his. How could she ever resist this man? Of course she wanted him to do that! She longed for him to do that!

She longed for him, needed him, loved him. The baker buried her hands in his hair, forced him to deepen the kiss.

With one hand she started to unbutton his shirt. There was a passion in his kiss which she had never imagined. His hands ran down her back.

Her touches made Sweeney just longing more for her if it was even possible. He couldn't stop kissing her while taking off her dress. There was only this beautiful woman in his mind right now.

They fell onto the bed, caressing the body of each other. Nellie scratched over his shoulders and back. It hurt, but it was a thrilling pain, one which made him moan.

Hungrily Sweeney kissed her neck and sucked softly her skin, stroke over her breasts, kissed them. She gasped hard, letting him know that she liked it, that he should go on with it.

Craving flashed in his eyes, seeing the naked woman below him. He needed her, he really did. Her and nothing else.

Her skin burned under his hands and kisses, she couldn't think any more. It was like the barber had taken possession of her body and mind. When she ripped off his trousers, he moaned. He removed her last clothing too, left red marks on her thighs. His hands and lips seemed to be everywhere, hurting and lovingly at once.

Eleanor clawed her nails into his back, the scratches were almost deep enough to blood.

Sweeney bit her shoulder, moaned into her ear. She couldn't breathe controlled, her heart seemed to break out of her chest. Sweeney hold her waist, pressing his hips against hers.

"Eleanor, please... Just let me do this...", he groaned.

"I won't stop you", she gasped, throwing her head back moaning. It almost sounded like a begging of her. All the passionate kisses, all the intense touches made her craving to feel him inside her.

Shortly after he thrust inside her, her hips moved almost automatically against him. He hold her arms over her head, making it impossible for her to touch him, but still possible to kiss him with all her passion. It was a real torture for Eleanor, but she didn't want something else. She knew that she also hurt him and was sure that he had scratches on his whole back.

He moaned loudly between their kisses, full of longing for this woman as she bit his lower lip slightly.

Her whole body was strained and when it was almost unendurable, Eleanor screamed. Yes, she screamed so that probably the whole street could hear her, but she had to let it out. Almost at the same moment, Sweeney broke down over her, gasping hard. His head sunk onto her breast, she was breathless. The breath of both went hard and uncontrolled. Gently she stroke over his hair, kissing him softly.

Sweeney laid down beside her, pressing her to his body. She shivered, but he did too. So he put the blanket over them and kissed her lips while caressing her cheek. Nellie smiled at him warmly.

"You're so beautiful...", Sweeney whispered. Every part of her was beautiful for him. Her face, her pale skin, her eyes, her lips. Her character. She gave him everything that he needed to stay alive.

"There was this man", she started to speak, "and do you know what he did? He made me falling in love with him immediately."

"Well, that's a really cruel crime", he answered.

"Yes, it is. Getting me out of my mind, how can you dare?" Every day, he did. Nellie had never loved someone like she loved Sweeney Todd. She was so lucky at the moment when she just laid in his arms. He held her and caressed her.

So many nights she had dreamed of it and now she still wondered whether it was real. Or would she wake up and realize that it was actually a dream? All the years she had dreamed of being loved, loved by this one man. And now it seemed as if she got his love.

Nellie felt a little kiss on her forehead. She closed her eyes, not stopping to smile. In this moment, her life was perfect. And she definitely wouldn't mind spending more cold nights like this.

Oh, Sweeney loved watching how she slept. She was so silent and he had time to think. He really enjoyed having her beside him. The barber couldn't help but to smile at the sleeping woman. Sometimes, she annoyed him, but her company also calmed him somehow.

To be loved by someone – he hadn't had this feeling for the last fifteen years. But Eleanor Lovett did, she loved him.

Sweeney had been so naïve, so obsessed by revenge. He had never noticed the baker really. Or had he, deep inside? Had he noticed that there had always been somebody who loved him? He didn't know.

He in fact should have realized it, shouldn't he? All the things she had done for him... Not because she was only a good person, no, she loved him.

The barber really could imagine having a life with Nellie. Having a family with her. There were so many thoughts in his mind. This woman could please him in every way.

We will have a life, we two... Three, he thought, giving her the last kiss in this cold London night.

Well, tell me what you think. I've already written the next chapter, so be kind and review :p Otherwise I won't upload and you won't get free meat pies o.o