Theodore caught her by the waist but made no attempt to stop her from hitting him. He actually smiled at her. Though, in his mind, he was a bit angry. He wasn’t mad at her for hitting him. He was mad because she was so upset. He shouldn’t have left her here in the first place. He let her take out all her frustrations out on him until she finally stilled. When she did, he took her wrists then and lifted her palms to his lips and kissed each of them. Theodore looked at her steadily, finally kissing her lips deeply. It started out slow and sensual, growing into an intense and impassioned embrace.

(Source: callmedaddy-deviant)

abigailholden:

callmedaddy-deviant:

Theodore would have never imagined she would want to go with him. She was his slave. She was forced to be with him under unusual circumstances. This made him think of all the reports he’d gotten on Darlington. “What’s it been like here for you?” He pulled away to look at her. He put her on her feet carefully and looked at her sternly. “Have you been treated well?” He knew he never mistreated her and she liked him to an extent but never has she shown such enthusiasm towards him. Theodore’s eye brows furrowed in confusion. His eyes continued to search her face for any sign of trauma. The young Master followed her into the house and looked around, taking in all the details. He let her lead her where she would so that they could truly talk without being interrupted.

She didn’t answer him, just lead him to her room. Her bed was plain, and unmade, her room held nothing except a desk and a dresser. The desk had a few papers on it, from doodling and trying to write letters to him, and her dresser held all the things Teddy had left at Thierry and the few things she owned. The moment she shut the door behind him, she leaned against it, staring at the ground, her hair covering her face as she tried to take deep breaths to calm herself. “I hate it here, Teddy… I hate it.” She grumbled, her hands in fists on her thighs. “You the the first human I’ve spoken to in what seems like weeks.” She shook her head, trying to remove the thoughts from her mind, “I bet the only reason I still know how to talk is because I have Muppet.” Her hands were practically shaking now, “Everything is so weird here. I hate it. It’s so strange. The people are annoying, the masters seem power hungry, everyone seems in pain. I don’t know. I hate it. It makes me miss Thierry…”

When they reached her room, Theodore couldn’t stop himself from wandering around and examining everything. He listened to her intently as he went through the various papers and few objects in the place. So the rumors were true, he determined. He glanced up at her. “You could have wrote to me, Abigail,” he said, thinking on what he should do from here. It was obvious he couldn’t stay long, but how could he get her out of here with him? He walked back across the room to stand in front of her. His head craned down close to her as he waited for her reply.

abigailholden:

callmedaddy-deviant:

His arms opened and swallowed her up in his fierce hold as she finally came to him. He picked her up and wrapped her legs around his waist. His hand grabbed at her hair, bringing it over her shoulder and to his nose to take a big whiff. He’d almost forgotten what she smelled like. His eyes closed tight as he took in all the aspects of her as he could at the moment. The shape of her body being held against his, the texture of her hair and skin to his face, all of it surrounded him like the feeling of home. He didn’t apologize when she damned him. He loved it. He loved her anger and frustration. It excited him. He did not loosen his grip on her when he finally did speak. “I’ll have to go away again…”

She held him tighter, not caring if her weight was too much for him or not. She kept her legs tight around his waist and her arms around his neck, “Then take me with you… God Dammit, take me with you.” She pleaded angrily into his shoulder. She took deep breaths of him, missing his smell. His intoxicating smell. She pulled back, setting her feet on the ground and running her fingers along the curve of his cheek. How she’d missed his eyes. She cupped his face, her thumbs running under his eyes before she wrapped her arms back around his neck and buried her face in his chest. “Come in… We need to talk.”

Theodore would have never imagined she would want to go with him. She was his slave. She was forced to be with him under unusual circumstances. This made him think of all the reports he’d gotten on Darlington. “What’s it been like here for you?” He pulled away to look at her. He put her on her feet carefully and looked at her sternly. “Have you been treated well?” He knew he never mistreated her and she liked him to an extent but never has she shown such enthusiasm towards him. Theodore’s eye brows furrowed in confusion. His eyes continued to search her face for any sign of trauma. The young Master followed her into the house and looked around, taking in all the details. He let her lead her where she would so that they could truly talk without being interrupted.

abigailholden:

callmedaddy-deviant:

Standing with his legs apart and his hands tucked away in his pants pockets, Theodore looked back to Abby with a slight grin. His eyes took her in as if he were a starving man. Tilting his chin down, he regarded her still as he replied, “Is that so? I was just looking for a girl I left behind.” He paused, taking a step forward then continued, “I promised her, you see, that I would come back for her. I found I couldn’t wait any longer.” His grin broke out into a fully fledged smile while his brow cocked invitingly. He wanted all that spitfire spirit all wrapped up in his arms again. And he wanted her now. 

Despite her efforts, her grin turned into a complete smile, it took all her will not to run to him. “Oh? What a coincidence… She was just telling her dog about how much she couldn’t wait for him to come back any longer…” She took a small step towards him, and Muppet barked at her. “Alright” She muttered before her smile grew and she ran at him, leaping at him and hugging him. With ehr arms around his neck again, being close to him again she almost felt like crying, but she wouldn’t dare. “Damn you… You were gone so long…” She muttered, she tightened her arms around his neck, “I was so alone without you…”

His arms opened and swallowed her up in his fierce hold as she finally came to him. He picked her up and wrapped her legs around his waist. His hand grabbed at her hair, bringing it over her shoulder and to his nose to take a big whiff. He’d almost forgotten what she smelled like. His eyes closed tight as he took in all the aspects of her as he could at the moment. The shape of her body being held against his, the texture of her hair and skin to his face, all of it surrounded him like the feeling of home. He didn’t apologize when she damned him. He loved it. He loved her anger and frustration. It excited him. He did not loosen his grip on her when he finally did speak. “I’ll have to go away again…”

abigailholden:

callmedaddy-deviant:

Theodore had traveled days to get back to Abby. It was a hellish long trip to a cliff where Darlington was located. He’d heard very strange reports of the Manor and was not looking forward to going there. But he had to see Abby. His business was still not quite wrapped up. He put it off to go to Italy for his girl. As he approached the house, he noticed the intense security. He didn’t think they would take to guests kindly. Theodore searched the windows for any indication that one of them was Abigail’s. He stood at a bit of a lose in the gravel driveway of the place wondering where to go from there. 

Abigail had spent a majority of her days being ignored and keeping to herself. No one ever really talked to her anymore and it was days like these that she was longing for Teddy to come home… now. Muppet whined at the window, something he was rare to do, until she finally rose from the bed to see what he was doing, “No way.” She muttered staring out the window to the graveled driveway, her heart beat rising as she stared. “Teddy…” She muttered, biting on her lip. She grinned down at Muppet, nodding her head lightly and the two ran from the room, pushing past anyone who happened to be walking in the hallway till she reached the front doors. After taking a deep breath, she pushed the doors open, a grin still on her lips, “You lookin’ for someone? We don’t take kindly to visitors, sir.” She called, Muppet barked.

Standing with his legs apart and his hands tucked away in his pants pockets, Theodore looked back to Abby with a slight grin. His eyes took her in as if he were a starving man. Tilting his chin down, he regarded her still as he replied, “Is that so? I was just looking for a girl I left behind.” He paused, taking a step forward then continued, “I promised her, you see, that I would come back for her. I found I couldn’t wait any longer.” His grin broke out into a fully fledged smile while his brow cocked invitingly. He wanted all that spitfire spirit all wrapped up in his arms again. And he wanted her now. 

Theodore had traveled days to get back to Abby. It was a hellish long trip to a cliff where Darlington was located. He’d heard very strange reports of the Manor and was not looking forward to going there. But he had to see Abby. His business was still not quite wrapped up. He put it off to go to Italy for his girl. As he approached the house, he noticed the intense security. He didn’t think they would take to guests kindly. Theodore searched the windows for any indication that one of them was Abigail’s. He stood at a bit of a lose in the gravel driveway of the place wondering where to go from there. 

I’m always good! (:

Abby

P.S. Aggravating boy. 

Thanks, Teddy. Big jerk.

Abby

PS, I don’t know…. What do you want?!

As long as you promise. Because you did promise you’d come back.

Abby

PS: I don’t know! Stop saying mushy like it’s a bad thing.