AN: This fanfiction is the rewriting of a roleplay between myself, C, and my friend E on Tumblr. Our roleplay blogs are: TheBarberTodd (me) and IamMrsLovett (E). We wanted to do this so that any future followers that did not know all the drama that goes on between our characters would have a reference to look at without having to dig through our archives to do so! (Especially since we tend to have very long roleplay threads that go on for a long time XD)

Chapter Three: A Silly Thought

The next morning he had woken before her and gotten dressed for work as she slept. The sun had just risen when he finished setting up shop for the day. Walking over to the sleeping baker he woke her with a nudge to the shoulder. "Come on, Mrs. Lovett. It's daylight and you need to start preparing for your own work day downstairs." She groaned and opened her eyes slowly, squinting against the sunlight filtering into the room through the grimy windows. Hearing his words she nodded and sat up slowly, wiping the sand from her eyes with a yawn.

As soon as she had opened her eyes he had gone about sharpening his razors on the strop, preparing them for however many customers he would be seeing today. She watched him for a moment before pushing the blanket away and standing. He had moved her dress to the foot of the bed as he set up so she sighed and grabbed it in her hands. Stepping into it she pulled it up and over her arms. Twisting her hands behind her back she found the laces and started pulling on them until she reached the end. Turning to him she bit her lip before swallowing in preparation.

"Would you mind tying the end off for me?" She asked timidly. While he seemed all too eager to help her dress last night that had been last night and of his own accord, so caution was needed. He nodded stiffly and set down the razor he was working on. Eleanor walked over to him and turned, letting go of the laces once his hands grabbed them. He gave a pull to make sure they were tight and tied the ends in a strong bow so that they would not come undone during the work day. When he had finished he took his razor in hand again and without another word she left the tonsorial parlor and went down to her pie shop below.

Walking into her parlor she nudged Toby awake gently and smiled as he grinned at her. "Morning, ma'am," he said with a yawn. Leaning forward Eleanor placed a kiss on his brow and stroked his hair softly as she took the bottle of gin from his hands.

"Good morning, love," she said softly before standing and placing the gun bottle on the end table. "Come on, time to get up and help set up shop." The boy nodded and sat up, stretching his arms out as he did so. "I'm gonna get started on breakfast for you and Mr. T, why don't you wipe down the tables and make sure the floor and the counters are dusted and cleaned."

"Yes, ma'am," he said quickly, standing and heading out to the pie shop with eager intent to help his mistress. She sighed and a soft smile tugged at her lips. Toby was such a sweet and hard-working boy. If only he had been truly hers. She let the thought linger for a moment before shaking her head and going into the kitchens. Grabbing five eggs and a loaf of bread she set them on the counter and gathered a frying pan and some strips of bacon from the larder. Lighting the coals of the oven she set the pan over the fire and cracked the eggs one at a time, sliding them onto the pan. When all five were on their side of the pan she laid out the bacon and watched it as she cut the bread into slices, stirring and moving the cooking food as needed.

Grabbing three plates she put two of the eggs and a few strips of bacon with two slices of bread on one plate. She set the plate on a tray and poured ale into a mug, setting it beside the plate. Calling Toby into the kitchen she set two eggs and the rest of the bacon on a plate and slid it over the table to his chair. Coming into the kitchen he grinned and sat down.

"Thank you, ma'am," he said happily as he started eating. "You really are so good to me." Another soft smile graced her lips as she put the remaining egg and a slice of bread on her own plate and set it aside.

"I'll be right back now, love. Just going to take Mr. T 'is breakfast," she said with a sigh as she took the tray in her hands. Toby nodded as he ate and she walked quickly out of the kitchen and up to his parlor. Knocking on the door she sighed and waited for him to open it for her. When he did she walked swiftly in and set the tray on his counter top.

"Thank you," Mr. Todd managed to say gruffly as he sat on the stool by the counter. She nodded and moved to go out quickly, not really wanting to talk after last night. He noted her expression but remained silent and let her leave. Taking his breakfast he sighed and ate only about a third of what was on the plate. She was always trying to get him to eat more but he simply did not feel much hunger anymore and there was not much that provoked him to eat in the first place. Taking the rest he threw it into the alley below his parlor and flipped the sign on his door from 'closed' to 'open.'

Downstairs Nellie ate quickly and placed the dishes on the counter. Opening shop herself she dealt with her traditional morning rush of customers ever since Sweeney had come back. She set Toby about busily taking orders and refilling ale mugs and gin glasses. By the time she closed up shop for the day she was exhausted as usual. After helping Toby to clean up she gave him half a bottle of gin and sent him to bed. When at last she had a moment of silence she leaned against her serving counter and propped her head up on her elbows with a sigh.

At that moment Mr. Todd came down into the shop quietly and watched her for a moment in thought before making himself known. "Mrs. Lovett... you seem more melancholy than usual today. What's the occasion?" He asked as he walked towards the counter. She started at his words not expecting him there and frowned a bit looking at him before staring back out the window.

"I'm not."

"Don't lie to me, Mrs. Lovett. You're treading dangerous waters," he said as he stared coldly at her. "Something's on that mind of yours. Tell me."

She rolled her eyes and turned to look at him. "I don't have to tell you everything, Mr. Todd," she said stiffly before walking off towards her parlor. He watched her for a moment and sighed before following her into the small room.

"We're a partnership, Mrs. Lovett. Partners have to... trust each other on some level. So, come now? What happened?" He pressed lightly. "Did the boy mouth off? A customer repent?"

She sighed heavily and faced him, crossing her arms over her chest. "I'm just thinking..." she frowned slightly as she spoke, dropping her gaze from his eyes, "about... stuff. It's fine." She glanced back up into his eyes, biting the inside of her cheek before changing the subject in hopes of avoiding further discussion. "Have you seen the judge today?"

"No, I haven't," he said stiffly, staring back at her and studying her expression further. "You can tell me Mrs. Lovett; Eleanor. I will listen."

"Call me Nellie," she said with a sigh, smiling a bit and dropping her gaze again. She took a deep breath before speaking again. "You know I've just been thinking about... what happened between us. And I just... I don't know. I wonder what you think of me..." Finishing softly she bit her lip and kept her gaze on his boots.

"I don't think that you're a whore if that's what you're asking," he said simply, raising an eyebrow at her. "I thought I'd told you. You're an attractive and cunning woman, Mrs. Lovett- or Nellie I suppose. That should have been obvious to you."

Sighing a bit shakily in relief Nellie met his gaze again. "Really? You think I'm attractive... and cunning?" She let a small smile play on her lips at the thought.

"As any man would. Besides, had I thought you were a whore, I'd be paying you for more than just the rent for what lies between those thighs of yours," he smirked slightly as he spoke, leaning against the wall. Clearing his face of emotion however he straightened himself. "Now really. Was that all that was occupying your mind?"

She nodded lightly and sighed. "I just didn't want you to think I'm a whore. That's all."

"If you're sure then... There's really nothing else?" As he spoke he looked through the parlor window to see the last light of the day fading away and took a quick look for the boy. When he noticed that Toby had not chosen to sleep in the parlor he looked back to Nellie. "If that is indeed all that was on your mind... perhaps we should occupy ourselves in here for an hour or so."

She looked up slowly and raised an eyebrow at the suggestion. "Occupy ourselves, hmm?"

He smirked and locked the door to the parlor before shutting the curtains on the window. "Yes, occupy... Have a seat on the sofa, Mrs. Lovett." She bit her lower lip and walked to the sofa, sitting down slowly and keeping a watchful gaze on him.

Walking over to her he kneeled in front of the baker traced the form of her leg beneath her skirts. "May I?" He asked softly, looking up at her.

"As you wish, Mr. T," she whispered gently looking down at him.

Lifting her skirts he ran his hands along her thighs slowly until he reached the waistband of her bloomers. Pulling them softly down with her stockings he moved them over her feet, knocking off her shoes and letting the garments fall to the floor. Taking her skirts in his hands he moved them up to her hips and pushed her legs apart gently. Kissing up her thigh he felt her tremble lightly and smirked before licking across her entrance slowly.

She moaned quietly at the touch and let her head fall back softly as she closed her eyes. "Mr. T..."

He placed his hands on her thighs, stroking them with his thumbs as he began to swirl his tongue over her clit.

"A-ah..." she moaned a bit louder, pushing his head down further. He smirked at the pressure from her hands and gave a tiny bite to the inside of her thigh in response earning another moan as she tangled her fingers in his hair. "Ah, God," she sighed in pleasure.

However the pleasure didn't last as he suddenly thought of something that had not crossed his mind until that moment. He looked up from her lap and gave her an intense look, staring at her. She opened her eyes slowly to see why he had stopped, her breathing starting to quicken from the pleasure she had been receiving.

"Mrs. Lovett," he began quietly, "I've just had a thought. How well are you to bear children?"

She froze at the notion a bit surprised and frowned as she looked at him. "I-I love children. I've always wanted to have children actually."

"I meant... can you still have children?" He asked again cautiously, watching her closely.

"O-Oh... I thought you meant..." She paused and let out a small sigh, sitting up a bit straighter. "I don't know. Maybe, maybe not."

"Then perhaps..." he said slowly moving away from her a bit, "we should not continue as we have been. We wouldn't want any... surprises."

"Why not?" She asked as she looked into his eyes though he wouldn't meet her gaze. "Would it be that bad?" He sighed and sat next to her on the couch, pulling her skirts back down to cover her legs.

"I have a child already that I lost. Having another and not with Lucy... I'm not too sure how well that would work out, Mrs. Lovett." She rolled her eyes and looked down smiling a bit despite the sadness that she could feel rising through her.

"What a lucky woman she was," she whispered to herself.

"Now Mrs. Lovett, don't become bitter," he said softly grabbing her by the waist and hoisting her onto his lap. He stroked her hair aside and bit softly at her neck. "I never said we couldn't do other things in place of our... less redeemable activities." She bit her lip and moaned softly as he kissed her neck. Sighing she looked down away from him.

"I'm just a toy to you, aren't I?"

"Ah, but a very fun toy," he said with a smirk, biting her shoulder lightly. She frowned a bit but did not complain further, moaning quietly at his touch. "Relax, Nell. I didn't mean it. Would I be pleasuring you so much if you were merely a toy?" His voice still rang with a hard edge but it had grown much softer in her presence lately.

"Mmm," she bit her lip and turned towards him. Leaning in slowly she kissed him softly. "I know," she whispered against his lips. When she pulled off he looked at her strangely for a moment.

"That was fairly bold, Mrs. Lovett. Quite... new of you as of late."

"Everyone needs a bit of change, mm?" She looked into his eyes, tracing his lips lightly with her thumb before leaning in and kissing him again.

"Then perhaps we could..." his words died out as he leaned forward and bit softly at her neck again, his hands pushing her skirts back up and stroking her thighs. She smirked a bit feeling his touch on her leg and his teeth against her skin.

"Just tonight..." she whispered, "an exception..." Putting a hand on his chest she trailed her hand down his torso lightly, caressing the muscled skin beneath his shirt.

"Just tonight only?" He asked with his own smirk as he felt her hand traveling further down his chest. Her smirk widened and she kissed his neck softly.

"Oh, I wouldn't complain if you ever want me again... and again..." As she spoke she moved her kisses up to his jaw and back to his lips. "And again..."

He growled softly in pleasure before starting to untie the laces on the back of her dress while she kissed at his neck. She smirked against his neck as her hands found the laces of his pants and began to pull them loose, teasing him playfully through his pants and squeezing as she worked on them. He growled again as she squeezed him and pulled her dress and corset from her body. As soon as they were free from confinement he took one of her breasts into his mouth and suckled it, nibbling and swirling his tongue over her nipple.

She moaned closing her eyes and giving into the pleasure for a moment before pulling his pants down and off of his knees. He growled against her skin, giving her nipple a playful bite before guiding one of her hands to his erection. Another moan escaped her lips and she grabbed the shaft of his cock stroking it softly as he moved to kiss her. She kissed him back deeply and he groaned darkly as she worked his member with her small hands. He bit softly on her lower lip as she moaned again.

"Mrs. Lovett," he growled against her lips causing her to smirk once more.

"Call me Nellie..." she whispered against his lips before moving from his lap and kissing her way from his lips down his chest and over his stomach. Sliding off of the couch she kneeled in front of him and settled herself between his knees.

"I think... I prefer... Nell," he said slowly as he looked down at her.

"As you wish..." she replied softly, giving playful kisses along his shaft on the head of his erection, winking up at him. He placed a pale hand in her auburn curls grunting slightly as she licked up his member from the base to the tip. She smiled a bit and took him in her mouth slowly, taking him completely in before slowly letting him slide out and taking him in again. He pushed lightly against the back of her head then.

"Nell... you're a bloody wonder, you are..." he said softly in pleasure. She smirked again and licked at his member again, pumping his shaft lightly with one of her hands and looking up at him.

"Thank ya, love," she said with another wink before taking him back into her mouth and sucking on the tip before bobbing her head as she took more of him in. He groaned in pleasured as she worked before pushing away from her and pulling her back up onto the couch. Leaning over her he spread her legs apart and moved himself between them. He encased her lips with his own and guided his cock into her slowly with one hand while his others squeezed one of her breasts softly.

She moaned loudly, arching her back as she deepened the kiss and wrapping her arms around his neck as she closed her eyes. He pumped into her hard and fast, moving his lips to bite down on her shoulder.

"Aaaah-ugh! Mr. T!" She screamed his name, not really caring at that moment who would hear her. Another loud moan escaped her soon afterward. It didn't take long for her to climax and he came into her soon after, pulling out slowly causing her to moan slowly at the feeling of him leaving her. He grabbed her waist and pulled her up with him as he sat up, pulling her onto his lap. She adjusted herself so that her legs were on either side of his own and kissed his nose. Her arms kept their grip around his neck and she pressed her chest against his, wanting to be as close as she could be. He tucked a strand of her auburn hair back behind one of her ears and pressed a kiss to the side of her head. Not letting go of her waist he laid onto his back and brought her down on top of him.

"Good night, Nellie," he whispered softly into her ear. She snuggled her face against his chest and pressed a soft kiss there as she closed her eyes.

"Night, love..." she murmured softly, stroking his chest as she fell asleep.