Eyes of Blue, Heart of Stone (Baroness X Femme Reader)

Hurt

"No. I want you to stay here." You demanded, walking her over to the chaise.

Victoria groaned in pain. "M- may I check on you?" You whispered, your hands hovering above her skirt. She nodded and you lifted her skirt up, to inspect the damage. You kept a light touch, cautious to not cause any more damage or pain to her be it physical or emotional pain.

The Baroness let out a scream of pain and you immediately took a step back, lest you get kicked.

"You need a doctor Victoria. He may have given you something, you're in too much pain to play around." You sighed. "Fine. Call my doctor, John." She barked. "Yes, your ladyship." John walked out.

With shaky hands, Victoria poured you a steaming hot cup of tea. "I'm- I'm very sorry." She blushed. "What do you mean?" You replied. "I- I didn't mean to be unfaithful to you." She was tearing up. "You were raped, you weren't being unfaithful in the slightest!"

"The doctor is on his way." John said, calmly, before seating himself next to Victoria. She rolled her eyes. "You sound in a lot of pain Victoria. I know you have an aversion to medical help, but you need it." John sighed.

Victoria huffed.

"Y/N, be a dear and take the- off Cassidy! Take the dogs out! I said off! Down girl!" You pulled a dog whistle out of your pocket and got the attention of all six dogs in the house. "Would either of you mind?" You asked, directing the dogs to Jasper and Horace. "I'll go." Volunteered Estella. "My head is spinning. Fresh air will do it some good." She added. "Go with her. I'm not having a second homicide today. You know how they get when they are riled up." Victoria demanded. "But-" "Don't 'but' me Y/N. I will be okay. Go with her."

Sometimes, although she hated to say it, the one thing that would truly make the Baroness calm down was to have a tantrum. As spoiled and childish as it was, after she threw a few pricey pieces of furniture and screamed her lungs dry, she could usually clear her head.

She went rampant. Surprisingly, nothing was broken. No one was injured. Her hurricane was cut short as they met eyes.

"Oh- I- I wasn't aware you came in Artie." She mumbled, embarrassed. "No problem Baroness." He chirped in reply. "Can I help you?" She asked. "Actually yes. Can I ask you a question Baroness?"

"Can I ask you a question Y/N?"

"Could I have your permission to ask John to make our relationship official?"

"Could I have your permission to plan a Cruella stunt to get the spotlight off of that awful Anita story?"

Victoria giggled. "Oh Artie! You don't need to ask me, it's your relationship. If that's what you'd like then you have my permission." She smiled. "Thank you Baroness." Artie replied.

"What sort of stunt are you planning?" You asked, skeptically. Estella sighed. "So I was-" "Y/N!" John called. "Victoria's doctor is here. I think she'd like you there with her."

"We'll talk later Essie."