Hey guys! I hope you enjoyed the last chapter! I know I had fun writing it! Here's chapter ten! I apologize for the wait.

Also, warning! This chapter gets graphic and explicit later on! There is highly sexual content which is why this story is rated M! I did say in The Young Master's Maid, that I would have to find a way to top chapter six, I hope I succeeded! And yes I'm clearly trying to send some readers to go read a few of my other Kuroshitsuji stories! I really hope you all do enjoy the story.

ENJOY!

His Lady, Merrymaking

Evoleht fanned herself as she sat opposite of Ciel in the carriage. The roof was down and the air was thick and hot. Behind her, seated stiffly side by side, were Arabella and Sebastian. Sebastian steered the carriage while Arabella gave directions on the map. They'd even brought the other servants along and she silently smiled as they cheered on in the carriage behind them.

"Resort, resort, we're so happy!" The three cheered.

"My goodness my lord," Evoleht said as she continued to fan herself, "They are very fortunate to have you. You're very kind."

"I didn't want to leave them behind by themselves and come back to find the manor destroyed." Ciel answered as he watched the dying grass go by.

"Indeed." Came Sebastian's reply.

Evoleht gave a grunt and fidgeted in her seat. She was growing increasingly bored and the scenery had long since lost its ability to entertain.

"Entertain me Lady Evoleht." Ciel said suddenly.

Evoleht's eyes locked with Ciel's, seeing he was being completely serious.

"You can sing yes? Like the aunt you've spoken about?" He asked.

His words baffled her but she nodded at his question. Why would he want to hear her sing?

"Sing a song then." It wasn't an order, but it wasn't a suggestion.

"Would you mind if I sang a song my mother used to sing to myself and the rest of the troupe?"

"Sing what ever you like." He said as he leaned back and relaxed.

Evoleht nodded and placed her fan down on the seat next to her. At the time when her mother had first sung the song, it hadn't been well known, but she supposed that now in this time it could be recognized easily.

"I don't know if you can hear me, or if you're even there. I don't know if you would listen, to a gypsy's prayer. Yes I know I'm just an outcast, I shouldn't speak to you. Still I see your face and wonder, were you once an outcast too?"

Evoleht let her words ring through the air, Ciel having sat up straight and the servants in the other carriage going quiet to listen.

"God help the outcasts, hungry from birth. Show them the mercy, they don't find on Earth. God help my people, we look to you still. God help the outcasts, when nobody will."

Arabella was smiling as she put the map down on her lap. The three servants, Mey-rin, Finny, and Bard joined in on the singing, though off key.

"I ask for wealth!" Mey-Rin sang.

"I ask for fame!" Bard chimed.

"I ask for glory to shine on my name!" Finny sang loudly.

"I ask for love...I can possess!" Arabella sang sweetly as she joined in.

"I ask for God and his angels to bless...me!" The four servants sang together.

"I ask for nothing, I can get by! But I know so many, less lucky than I! Please help my people, the poor and down-trod! I thought we all were the children of God."

Her eyes were closed as the sound of her voice seemed to surround Ciel. He'd known from the stories that she and Sebastian told, that her family had been very religious, though she herself hadn't been. But she sang as though she truly believed.

"God help the outcasts. The children of...God!"

She sang a few more notes, letting the song slowly die down before her eyes settled on the young earl seated across from her. He was staring and she let a blush settle across her face. Sebastian slowed the carriage and stopped only to turn around in his seat and smile at Ciel.

"I told you didn't I young master, that she had an enchanting voice? Why, look at those three behind you." He said with pride.

The three in the back carriage were crying, saying how beautiful the song was. Evoleht couldn't help but chuckle and thank them. Ciel turned his head, pink across his cheeks.

"She sings rather well." He said stiffly.

Evoleht leaned forward and kissed his cheek before sitting back against her own seat.

"Thank you my lord." She said softly.

Ciel was quiet the remainder of the trip, the pink staying across his face the rest of the way. Evoleht began dozing halfway and leaned her head back, resting it on Sebastian's back. She'd been sick the last few days and Arabella had been keeping a close eye on her.

"This would seem to be the entrance to the village." Arabella said as she folded the map and tucked it away in her bag.

Evoleht merely looked over before closing her eyes. She continued to fan herself as the the three in the back carriage gave a shout. It smelled like death, even at the entrance to the town.

"I forgot to tell you one thing: this is the planned construction site for the resort." Ciel said with out looking back at his servants.

Arabella looked back to Evoleht, who was leaning her head back against Sebastian. Soon her charge would no longer need her and it pained her to know that. It would come faster than she wanted and she admitted to herself that she wasn't quite ready for it. Evoleht gave a sigh and slowly opened her eyes to a narrow sliver. Her gaze turned to Arabella and she gave a small smile which Arabella gladly returned.

Evoleht watched the scenery go by and the stench she'd smelled all through town was growing worse. As they approached the manor where they would be staying, Evoleht hid her yawn behind her fan and gave a bit of a stretch. It was slightly unladylike-like but they'd been riding for a while and she'd grown stiff.

"The Earl Phantomhive and Countess La'Court, I presume?" the maid asked.

Arabella nodded and stepped down from the carriage. She looked to Sebastian then back to the maid. This would be an interesting visit.

"Welcome to Barrymore Castle. My master awaits your arrival." The maid said as she bowed then stood up straight.

Sebastian hopped down from the drivers seat and opened the door for his young master and his mistress to step out, offering his hand to Evoleht who took it with a smile. As they followed the maid in, Arabella gave the order to the other servants to unload the carriages. The house was drab compared to Ciel's home back in London and her own home in Paris. They were led into a room decorated with animal heads of all kinds. Evoleht's eye twitched and she gave a soft sigh. Distracted for a moment she didn't see the maid moving toward her master. The sound of a whip cracking brought her back to the world.

"Who the devil is this Chihuahua?! I told you to go receive the Queen's messenger and her French Emissary!" the man, apparently the master of the house, shouted as he whipped his maid.

Evoleht felt anger flashing through her. Ciel's eye twitched at being called a Chihuahua and Sebastian merely blinked a few times in confusion. Evoleht's hands were turning to fists and she gritted her teeth.

"Can't you even do a simple thing like that, Angela?! And who is that Doberman standing there with the Chihuahua!?" Lord Barrymore shouted as he rained more blows down on his maid, Angela.

Angela continued to give cries of pain and Evoleht stepped forward. Arabella watched in stunned silence as her mistress reached out her hand, grabbed the whip mid swing and ripped it out of the man's hand. Then proceeded to grab hold of the handle and lift it into the air, swinging it down across the man's face.

"That's enough!" came her voice, loud in the room.

Lord Barrymore gave a startled cry then rage flooded his eyes. Angela looked up, shaking as she watched Evoleht tighten her grip on the whip. Blood dripped across Evoleht's fingers, the whip having cut her palm when she had grabbed it.

"And who is this Pomeranian and her Beauceron?!" He shouted.

"Raise your voice at me again you filthy Schipperke! Raise it!" Evoleht shouted back, her eyes darkening to their now familiar dark grey.

"How dare you-"

Lord Barrymore was cut off by the whip hitting him across the face again. Evoleht let the whip fall back to her side as Barrymore looked to her again, mouth open to shout.

"Give me a reason to rain more down upon you." Evoleht growled.

Sebastian was nearly glowing with pride. His mistress was getting closer to being herself again. Arabella had flinched at the sound of the whip and Ciel was too stunned to give any expression other than shock. Evoleht held her head high as she stood her ground against the overbearing man. Barrymore remained silent and Evoleht held the whip out to her side. Sebastian stepped forward and removed the weapon from her hand, inspecting the bleeding cut on her palm. Evoleht's eyes were still locked on Barrymore, keeping him under her hard gaze.

"It sounds as though you got my letter. I am Ciel Phantomhive and this is Evoleht La'Court, the Queen's French Emissary." Ciel said as he took a seat at the table in the middle of the room.

"You mean to tell me that a little toy poodle like you is Her Majesty's messenger?! And this angry Pomeranian is Her Majesty's French emissary?!" Barrymore asked.

"You disapprove of small breeds, Lord Henry?" Ciel retorted.

Barrymore's gaze floated from Ciel to Evoleht, back to Ciel then resting again on Evoleht. He slowly stepped around to the other side of the table and Arabella moved to Angela's side, offering a hand to help her up. Evoleht's gaze stayed locked on Barrymore for a few moments more as she seated herself next to Ciel. She watched as Angela's hands shook as she tried to pour tea.

"Angela, why don't you let Sebastian and Arabella take care of that." She said softly as her eyes turned back to Barrymore.

Evoleht gave a sigh as she pulled the pins from her hair, letting it fall down her back. Arabella was behind her within seconds to brush her charges fiery red locks. The door to her bedroom was pushed open and Evoleht turned quickly as Arabella snapped her fingers, her scythe appearing in her hands. It was Sebastian. He had a look of fear on his face before his eyes landed on Evoleht. He moved to her, wrapping her in his arms, pulling her to her feet.

"Sebastian? What's going on? Is everything alright?" Evoleht as she as she tried to get free.

"You're alright." Sebastian whispered as he hugged her tighter.

Evoleht gave a small gasp then smiled softly. She remembered that she'd loved this man, this strong and capable man. She'd wanted to tell him all those years ago but she'd kept her side of their contract. The way he held her now, gave her mixed signals. Did he feel the same way? She could feel that she still loved him, but did he return her feelings?

"What's wrong Sebastian?" Arabella asked with some irritation.

"There was an attack in the village." came Ciel's voice from the door.

"Is everyone alright?" Evoleht asked over Sebastian's shoulder.

"We're heading into the village." Ciel returned.

The next morning was uneventful compared to the night before. After Sebastian had put Ciel into bed he'd come to Evoleht's room to check on her. Arabella had left to get her scythe repaired and Sebastian sat next to his mistress on her bed. She was reading Shakespeare's Taming Of The Shrew and he chuckled as she leaned against him. She'd long since remembered the fight against Micheal and a question had been on his mind.

"Why were you so eager to give me your soul?" He asked.

"I had a contract to keep with a certain devilishly handsome man. I had promised him my soul for help in getting my revenge. Even if it went against my own heart." She whispered with a small smile.

Sebastian looked down at her with soft eyes, only for them to open wide in surprise.

"Your heart?"

"I loved the man I promised my soul to."

"What about now?"

Evoleht closed her book and looked to the dark haired butler. He was looking down at her with a question so loud in his eyes that he could have been shouting it at the top of his lungs. She reached up and brushed his cheek with the backs of her fingers.

"I'd give my soul up all over again for him to love me in return." She whispered.

His lips were on hers in an instant, claiming what was rightfully his. He knew that he couldn't take her soul again, she'd changed physically when she'd been rekindled. She was a demon now, whether she liked it or not. She tasted sweet to him and her skin was warm under her nightgown. She wrapped her arms around him and gave a pained cry. Memories were flowing rapidly and she gasped for air as her back arch.

"Mistress!" Sebastian cried as she collapsed on the bed.

Evoleht's eyes were flashing between crimson and dark grey, her jaw clenched and her hands gripping his coat. He lifted her as her body went limp and her eyes focused. She touched his face softly and smiled.

"I remember the day you came for me at the camp site. You had gathered my fortune and we were going to Paris." She whispered.

It had been a whole years worth of memories. She gave a warm smile and wrapped her arms tightly around her butler. She'd remembered the first year of her contract with Sebastian. She watched as he gave a sigh and felt his arms tighten around her. She felt his breath on her neck and his warmth envelope her, his strong arms felt safe and secure. But she could feel the desire that resided just below the surface. His kisses felt like fire on her skin, a heat that she desired like no other. His touch was like an open flame that burned her where ever his hands made contact. She couldn't remember a time when she desired anyone more than this man, this demon. She shifted in his arms and touched his face, a look of desire mixed with what she now knew was love.

"Oh Sebastian." she whispered softly as her fingers traced the contours of his face, the angle of his bones.

Sebastian felt a heat in her fingers as her eyes grew darker with desire. Her lashes seemed to play with her cheeks as she slowly lifted herself onto her knees, still cradling his face in her hands.

"My Sebastian."

Her voice was husky and low, a deep sound from her throat that he'd never heard before from her. She slowly moved onto his lap, her hands still cradling his face. Her touch felt like it was burning his skin and he took a deep intake of breath. She leaned in closer, their lips just centimeters from each other, her breath hot on his skin. His arms still tight around her waist only seemed to pull her even closer, so that there was nothing between them. Her heat, combined with his own, reminded him of the fires from which he came. As though if they were to move, the room would catch aflame. He moved though, his lips crashing into hers like a fiery ball that couldn't be put out. Before he knew what had happened, his tailcoat, vest, and shirt were ripped in half and the heat from her touch was on his bare chest.

"I need you." She groaned into his lips.

She kissed him, her lips soft against his own. Her mouth clung to his as her tongue made promises it would soon keep. He put his hands on her hips, slipping his fingers under the hem of her nightgown. She moaned into his mouth. His hands traveled up her body, divesting her of the gown, revealing her gorgeous form. She broke the kiss long enough to tug the gown over her head, then pushed Sebastian down onto her bed, straddling him. She heard him kick his shoes off and she dropped the torn pieces of his coat, vest, and shirt onto the floor. She was gloriously beautiful as she sat on his lap. Her red hair, which she normally wore high on her head, reached the soft curve of her lower back. Her grey eyes seemed to sparkle with unbridled desire as her hands moved to his belt and with a single tug, tore the buckle clean off. She was startled at first, only to be calmed by his chuckle and smile.

"It's alright. You'll learn to control your strength soon enough." He whispered as he raised his hand to her face and gently brushed her cheek.

She leaned into his touch and gave a soft smile, kissing his palm. Her hands roughly tugged at his pants and Sebastian could see she didn't want to play any games at the moment. She was bound and determined to get what she wanted, right this moment. Within moments she divested him of the rest of his clothes and he pulled her down against him. She nestled her head into the crook of his neck, licking and kissing his flesh. The scent of her soap filled his nostrils. Her heat engulfed him, sucking him deeper and deeper into their combined need. She was warm and soft against him as she shifted and he groaned. She was scalding hot and weeping fluid, soaking his sensitive flesh. When he gave a soft groan she lifted her head and looked him directly in the eyes. They were clouded with lust and need.

Sebastian groaned again. He gripped Evoleht by the hips and flipped her over, still embedded within her. She cried out, surprised and delighted at the assault. Urged on by her cries, Sebastian began to take his beloved, hard and fast. Her breasts bounced against his chest, her thighs wrapped tight around his waist, and her heels beat a sharp tattoo against his ass. He drove into her, again and again. It was almost painful, it felt so good. The blood pounded in his head, his heartbeat like a thunder in his veins, and the muscles in his arms and back and legs shook with the effort.

She thrashed beneath him, soaked with sweat, a verdant flush creeping across the pale skin of her breasts, her eyes bright, lips parted, breasts bouncing. Incomprehensible sounds erupted from her throat. Sebastian grimaced, squinted his eyes, and redoubled his efforts. Evoleht released a piercing scream that echoed throughout her room, only to be muffled by his lips. A series of continuously cresting orgasms left Evoleht senseless to anything but her own pleasure. Her toes curled and her eyes rolled back in their sockets. Evoleht mewled and thrashed beneath him as each forceful thrust jarred her plush body. Her heavy breasts bounced up and down, impacting against Sebastian's chest. A salty, sweaty sheen gave Evoleht's body a golden glow as her lover plowed into her again and again. Her fingers gripped his shoulders, her long legs wrapped around his waist, tighter and tighter, urging him on. Her throat was beginning to hurt, her voice grew hoarse as each cry sounded louder than the last.

Evoleht's back arched almost painfully, thrusting her breasts into Sebastian's face. He licked sweat from her pendulous breasts, and trapped a diamond hard nipple between his teeth for a heartbeat before his thrusting pelvis caused it to bounce away. He buried his head in the valley between her breasts. Her heartbeat echoed in his ears, a frantic, ecstatic rhythm that mirrored that of his own heart. In a moment of clarity she lifted his head and kissed him, her voice nearly gone, but there enough to whisper to him.

"I love you."

Then, with a deep shuddering groan, he came. And came. And came. Her words driving him over that edge that he'd be desiring to reach. She loved him. She wrapped him tightly in her arms, her legs holding him in place as she bit her lip, another orgasm crashed through every inch of her being. She felt him move and gave a soft gasp, her eyes rolling just slightly before his head raised from her shoulder. He lifted himself onto his knees and began tugging at the blankets that they had already moved out of place. He lifted her with ease, breaking that physical contact that Evoleht craved, tucking her beneath the covers. She pulled him down and wouldn't release him until he joined her. She curled into him, her legs wrapping around one of his own and he chuckled. She was quiet though and lifted her eyes to look at him.

"I meant it Sebastian. I love you." Evoleht whispered softly, as though someone would hear.

Sebastian's eyes grew wide and he touched her face, his fingers touching her cheeks, lips, jaw, even the tip of her nose. He moved slightly and his lips brushed hers with infinite gentleness. Her arms wrapped around him as he pulled her tighter against him. He broke the kiss and his lips pressed gently against her nose, chin, cheeks, jaw, ears, eyes and her forehead.

"And I love you, Evoleht." He said, finally calling her by name, which brought a smile to her lips before sleep claimed her.

I actually really enjoyed writing this chapter. Even though it took a lot longer than I had intended. I've been suffering quite a bit lately, with one break up a few months ago and then being stupid and ending up hooking up with my new neighbor. Then ending it with her and snuffing out all the drama. I've finally gotten around to finishing this chapter. I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it! I am in the process of starting chapter eleven! Please leave reviews! I love hearing from all of you!