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Sweeney Todd (fleetstbarber) wrote in utr_logs,

In his own culture and time, it was a level of intimacy to use one's first name. Even Mrs. Lovett and he stayed at a last-name basis the entire time. But that was more due to his dwelling in the past, in the spring morning in his mind. But even as Barker, only few people called him Benjamin.
Sweeney had only heard people of this new reality address him as Sweeney, but it didn't sound half as important as when someone who seemed to understand that first names were sacred said it. Sadako saying, even thinking it, was enough for him to break out of the last remaining shreds of gloom -- at least for a time -- and truly enjoy himself.

His finger slid in deeper and he continued to watch, smiling down at Sadako, still all lust and curiosity and genuine affection. His finger slipped out and rocked against the lady's clit before sinking back down in again, deeper, as he moved another finger to join it. He worked to prepare her, slow and gentle and attentive to what she wanted, putting his other hand (still occupied with the razor) against the thigh of her leg that had swung over his hip, and with a subtle movement and the same silver sound, he unfolded the blade, and moved it delicately along her leg, light as can be, leaving a trail across her skin that didn't bleed.

He wanted to pamper her, to make her realize that this was the first time he'd felt this way about any person under his new identity, in his second life. He wanted to give all her desires a try, to at least attempt to give back that bit of joy he'd gotten from her. And all the while, denying himself the simple pleasure that one could get with any woman. At least for a while.