Bad Girl

Fashion Queen Reigns Supreme

The Baroness is asleep beside you and she is such a beauty your heart breaks. She has the odd freckle here and there, your fingers lightly trace her naked back, her skin is pale but she has colour to her. Even though she has been in this rat hole with you for weeks now she still smells of honey and sandalwood. You wonder if it's some sort of rich person thing they get injected into them to make them always smell good. You gently press your lips against her shoulder blade you would do anything to make this woman happy. 'Can't keep your hands off of me?' she asks tiredly, her eyes are closed but her mouth has settled into a satisfied smirk. 'Have you seen you?' you ask quietly with a grin leaning in you kiss her neck from behind. When she opens her eyes her smile drops her eyes dart around the room.

'What's wrong?' you ask with concern because you can see her breathing has become erratic. 'What if I never get out of here? I don't want to rot, I need to- I want to-' You grab her and kiss her passionately. 'We will, one way, or another. You are too beautiful to be trapped in this hell, I promise you I will get us out of here. We will spend our days together on the beach, our weeks traveling the world, and our nights making love. The glory of your designs will be restored you will have everything you ever wanted and more.' The Baroness is shaking her eyebrows twitch you coach her on her breathing. Eventually, she calms down pressing her hand to her forehead. 'That's my girl.' you touch her cheek and she closes her eyes. 'Thank you.' she rests her face in the crook of your neck and you stroke the brunette's locks with the occasional streak of gray.

'Victoria.' you look down at her. "I think I'm in love with you." But you don't say it, it seems too soon after Natalie dying to profess love to another woman. The Baroness sits up and tilts her head looking at you. 'I- nothing I just wanted to tell you that you are beautiful.' The Baroness breaks into a smile and she rolls her eyes at you. 'You are obsessed.' You laugh. 'Pretty much since they brought a screaming banshee into my room and she fell asleep curled up in the corner.' you admit. The Baroness thinks back. 'It was a traumatic night and I did not know who you were I was frightened of you.' And you think about it if she had been put in with Barb for example she would've come to harm. 'You never need to fear me.' you wrap an arm around her slender waist and keep her against you. Even with Natalie, you have never cared so much about another human being.

The Baroness leans up stealing a kiss from you, her hand resting on the side of your neck. You return the kiss and for a while, you just stay that way exchanging kisses. Nothing else matters right now, fuck Barb, fuck Reynolds, fuck this prison, hell fuck Natalie. All that matters is you are with your Queen and will do anything to make her happy. 'I like it. When you kiss me.' You can't hide that dumb smile. 'I like kissing you.' the cell door opens and the Baroness grabs the blankets around her naked body. You are partially dressed in underwear so don't really care but you make sure your girl is covered. 'Ladies, up and at 'em.' Kevin claps his hands, you roll your eyes. The Baroness turns to you to comment on him but you capture her in another kiss which makes you both start to laugh. 'You are insatiable.' she nuzzles against you. 'Let's go, I have a little surprise planned.' The Baroness frowns in confusion, when you are both up and dressed you lead her downstairs.

'I'll be back in a minute baby girl.' you squeeze her waist. The Baroness's smile drops the second you leave she feels worried about if you will come back. 'Baroness, (y/n) told me to take you out to the yard.' The Baroness is uncertain but she follows Kat out and immediately spots that there is more press than ever, she turns to go back in but Kat stops her. 'It's fine, she knows what she is doing. The crowd starts to go wild snapping pictures as the women wearing the Baroness's designs walk out into the yard. 'Designs by the Baroness, the most talented designer in London!' you call out. The Baroness walks out further and sees you standing on the arch she had been standing underneath wearing her gown. You pose for the photographers.

The feedback is amazing. You and the models and of course the Baroness are the front cover of every newspaper and magazine that is being published by the next day. Cruella looks at the multiple magazines and newspapers on the table in front of her. "Baroness stuns" "Baroness Behind Bars XXX story" "Baroness - She really is a genius" "It looks like despite Cruella's best efforts the Baroness Von Hellman's talent can not be locked away. Even behind bars, the fashion Queen is continuing to reign supreme, whereas, without Cruell De Ville's stunts, her brand is starting to fizzle out." Cruella lets out a growl of rage throwing the literature off of the table. The Baroness however cuts that specific part of the magazine out and sticks it on the cell wall with a smug grin of satisfaction. 'I prefer this one.' you lie on your side on the mattress and point to a picture of you and the Baroness you aren't near each other but the look between you is enough. "Baroness Romance?" The Baroness blushes.

'Looks like you're relaunching your brand.' you reach up and grab her onto your lap making her gasp in surprise. 'It does look like it, but it will be difficult with limited supplies.' Kat is pacing back and forth on her phone in the small cell. 'Yes, no, of course, of course, I am trying! Her romance with (y/n) has put a spanner in the works but I'll get her, don't worry. Of course.' she hangs up and looks through her cell door window staring up at your cell.