“Miss, are you alright? Why are you crying?” He asked in a soft, concerned voice. Lifting your head from your hands, you noticed him kneeling down in front of you. He was strikingly handsome. Concern and worry filling his blue eyes.

“The reason I’m crying, because people are gossiping about me,” you quietly sobbed. “Oh. Whatever for my dear?” Tilting his head to the side.

“My body. They say I don’t fit with the other women. I’m afraid they’re right though. I’ll never fit in with the rest of them. I’m just too ugly.” You cried and covered your face again.

“There there now,” softly shushing you. “Don’t listen to what they say about you. I rather find you very beautiful.” Once he said that, you’ve stopped crying. “You? You do,” you sniffled. He slowly nodded. “Yes, I do. Very much so. You are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen in my life.” He said, with a smile spread across his face.

For the first time in your life, someone loves you for who you are. 

“Now. Let’s wipe away those stray tears from that beautiful face,” he said as he pulled out a handkerchief from his coat pocket and wiped them away. After he did, he helped you stand up. “By the way, I never caught your name Ms.,” He asked in a curious tone.

“(Y/N),” you said softly, “Ms. (Y/N) (Y/L/N).” A smile spread across your lips. “Well. It is a pleasure Ms. (Y/N). I am Abraham Van Brunt.” He said, as he brought your hand to his lips and placed a kiss upon your knuckles. You felt your face blush.

“So, Ms. (Y/N). Shall we return to the party,” he asked, holding his arm out. You nodded your head, “yes Abraham. We shall.” Taking your arm into his, both of you re-joined the party together arm in arm.

From that moment on, the two of you were meant for each other. 

The two of you spend much quality time with one another daily. Abraham shows and gives you affection. Telling you have the most beautiful body in all of Sleepy Hollow. He boosts your confidence with these compliments.

Abraham shows you off to his friends and family during social engagements, parties, and other things. If anybody makes a comment about you, Abraham immediately shuts that down with a small hand gesture or a simple glance at them.

When it comes to the bedroom, it felt like you were in heaven. Every single night he praises and worships your body like a shrine to a deity. “You are like a goddess to me (Y/N). And I’ll worship you til the end of days.” He whispered in your ear softly, as the tip of his cock entered into your body.

His hands and fingers tracing over your entire body. Softly caressing every inch of it with a loving tender touch. 

Your breasts, waist, hips, thighs, and were all given a loving touch by your sweet Abraham. Peppering each one with meaningful kisses.

Abraham is ever so gentle with you and your body during sexual intercourse. Holding him within your arms as he thrusts into you slowly and sensually.