Bad Girl

Blocked

'Don't look so surprised.' You whisper. 'I've been feeling this way about you for a very long time.' Victoria traces her finger along your lips. 'Since when?' she queries. 'Not long after I was in prison and they stuffed this stuck-up annoying cow into my prison cell. She kind of grew on me.' Victoria's eyes widen she grips your hips so you can't move from the outside wall of Hellman Hall. 'Okay...well tell me this, after such a terror was forced upon you and she adapted to living with you, you told her to change and you would stand guard. Did you peak?' You blush bright red, you hadn't been expecting that. 'I...no. Of course not.' you stammer. 'Yn.' her tone is challenging. You swallow. 'I'm sure I didn't intentionally.' you offer, squirming under her gaze. 'I saw you in the reflection of the glass.' Your jaw drops. 'Okay, I looked.' Victoria smirks triumphantly. 'I knew it.' You take a moment. 'You were bluffing?' Victoria smirks and you narrow your eyes drawing her in for an even deeper kiss. Sharing a look you both hurry inside, it takes a while as you both keep stopping to kiss each other or try and remove clothing. A difficult task your arm is still in pain. 'I need you.' she pants leaning against her mahogany bedroom door.

You open the door tilting her back in a passionate kiss. 'What are you guys doing?' Emma asks curiously standing in the middle of Victoria's bed clearly having been bouncing. 'Emma!' Your eyes widen in surprise and you drop Victoria. The Baroness lands unceremoniously on her arse with a huff and draws you daggers. 'Fuck! Victoria!' You bring a hand to your mouth in embarrassment. 'You said a swear auntie yn, you said those were bad words.' Your hand goes to your forehead. 'I know. I know that was bad.' You offer a hand to Victoria she pouts nudging you away as she gets to her feet. 'Yn.' she then speaks quietly. 'It's in my room, why is it back in my room, and more importantly why is it jumping on my La Croix cushions?' Emma bounces again into a sitting position. 'Are we going to live here now auntie yn?' You think then look at Victoria, you know she's itching to say no, but she adores you, she needs you. 'Well, we should see about getting you settled.' she agrees. Emma pouts at her, and you fold your arms staring at her. 'And the child of course.' Victoria adds through gritted teeth. The Baroness visibly jumps with surprise feeling something collide with her leg. Reaching down she sees the child and cringes giving it a head pat.

'Can I sleep with you guys?' Emma asks sweetly. 'No!' The Baroness practically shouts in horror making Emma jump you shoot her another look. 'What I mean is you are to have your own room if this is to be your home.' She adds. 'Nice save.' You mutter. 'Really? Okay! Let's go find my new room.' The child tugs you by the wrist and Victoria pouts. 'But we were about to...' You and Emma turn to her. 'About to what?' Emma asks curiously. Victoria looks longingly at the bed that she thought you two were about to be rolling around on. 'Nothing.' she grumbles. 'Alright I'll just, say to John, to get dinner started.' she pouts like a petulant child as you are led away, ultimately disturbing her planned afternoon of carnal activities. Finding a room for Emma is easy enough what's difficult is when she discovers that there is a pool house which you had no prior knowledge of. At dinner Emma is staring at you she looks ready to burst. 'So, did you find a suitable home for Ella?' Victoria straightens out a napkin. 'Emma.' You correct. Victoria waves a hand not really caring and pours you both wine, and then, you put your hand over the third glass. Victoria frowns, and you roll your eyes. 'Child.' You remind her. Victoria sighs.

'Yes, we did find, a room, for Emma.' Emma is still staring at you bug-eyed and you groan. 'I didn't know you had a pool Victoria.' The Baroness frowns and tilts her head. 'Huh? Oh...I had forgotten about that, it was merely added to the property as a statement piece.' She explains. You nod. 'So...do you ever swim in it?' Victoria scoffs. 'Certainly not. One does not have a swimming pool to frolic around in, one has it so they may say that they own a pool.' Emma is silently squealing. 'Emma and I were wondering if we may go for a dip.' Victoria quirks an eyebrow. 'If it's what you desire I wouldn't see a problem- oh! Yn it's doing it again.' she keeps her hands up. 'Emma sweety, we talked about this, personal bubble.' You remind her. Emma hops away and climbs back onto the large elegant dining chair as the waiters bring out your meals. The Baroness lifts her knife and fork. 'This looks disgusting.' Emma comments. 'Emma! 

You mustn't be rude!' You chastise as the kid pokes at the food with her fork. 'You'll like it.' Emma shoots you a look. 'What is it?' Victoria politely swallows the smallest bite. 'Beef Wellington. I don't normally have dinner guests, John informed me this was a meal enjoyed in households.' Victoria never eats, and it's then you realise that she had tried to do something nice for her new family. Your hand reaches across the table gently touching hers.

Victoria seems uncertain at first but she looks at you and you mouth an "I love you", at her. She blushes a little pink. 'Do they have any nuggets here?' Emma asks poking her food again. 'And you said we were living here so we can't be guests.' Victoria quirks an eyebrow and smirks reaching for her glass of wine and taking a sip. 'Well, she's got you there.' she winks at you. Emma beams and for a horrible moment you consider how screwed you are if they team up against you.