Her Return

Her Return Pt 1

"Sweeney Todd if you don't let me get on with making lunch how the hell are ya gonna get fed" Mrs Lovett said sternly yet grinning ear to ear as her barbers arms wrapped around her waist from behind, his chin resting in the crook of her neck attacking her with soft kisses to her cheek.

"I woke up to an empty bed Mrs Lovett, I wasn't best pleased..." he murmured in her ear his hand on either side on her waist as she continued buttering some bread.

Biting her lip as his hands massaged her hips and his lips sucked slowly at her neck she shivered in delight. Stopping what she was doing she leant into him her hand lifting up to sneak around the back oh his head as he made love to her neck. "You know I'm opening in half an hour love" she teased her fingers scrunching his hair as he continued to turn her on.

Flipping her round she squealed as he grabbed her jaw tightly in his hand and kissed her roughly.

The judge was dead by over a week now and their sex life had been off the charts since his revenge. It had been great before then but now it was even more mind blowing now he was in a much better mood. Killing the judge had exposed a far more passionate side to her barber, as side that excited her more and more with each day.

Johanna was alive and well, Toby was seemingly relaxing to the idea of the barber being in their lives. Things seemed so good and for Eleanore Lovett she was the happiest she had ever been these last few months after her beloved finally came to the realisation that he was beginning to fall for her. Sharing a bed was one thing, but now he was beginning to open up to her, she felt truly connected to him on a deeper level. Sex wasn't just a quickie anymore. It meant something, there was love and softness involved now. A sweeter kinda love that she had dreamed about since being a young girl.

Although they hadn't exchanged the I Love You's as of yet she knew it wouldn't be long. Of course he knew she loved him yet he hadn't said it back just yet and for that she was itching for him to take that next step.

"Do you really want me to stop pet?" He whispered tauntingly his hand that was holding her jaw now slowly making its way down her front. Her eyes flashed with lust "aren't ya tired from last night" she giggled that filthy laugh of hers while reaching up to drape her arms round his neck.

"I can't get enough my pet" his words had her smirking at him before he leaned back in to claim her lips kissing her slowly as if he wanted it to last.

"Ben?"

Startled by the voice the pair jumped and quickly  turned in a flash embarrassed to be caught in such an intermittent moment.

As the pair met the woman's eyes it was as if time had stood still. The woman before them, just couldn't be? Could it?

"Lucy...." Sweeney whispered in disbelief looking at her as if he'd seen a ghost. The shock was apparent in his face, he couldn't believe that here she's was standing here as lovely as she had done the day he was taken from her. Her long yellow hair, her soft rosey cheek, her warm eyes everything was just as he remembered even down to the pale pink dress she was wearing.

Mrs Lovett felt her stomach flip and suddenly she found herself grabbing her counter in order to not topple over. Lucy was alive? How? Turpin had told her that she had killed herself all those years ago and yet here she was...just as painfully beautiful as ever. She looked exactly the same just as soft and sweet looking as the day she met the barber wife. She really was a thing of utter beauty...

"Ben" Lucy replied tears spilling as she locked eyes with her husband for the first time in 16 years...

"Oh Ben!" She cried rushing to him and throwing her arms around his neck crying into his shoulder. "My love I can't believe it" she continued hugging him so tightly afraid she would lose him if she let him go. He was reluctant at first to put his arms around her, he wasn't sure why there was hesitation but it just seemed all too good to be true. Lucy had been alive all this time? His mind was a whirl.