Lizzy spread her fingers on Ciel's head and sighed. He had laid her down on the floor, the lush carpet and soft blankets, their cushion as they made love. They had stared at one another as they came and then came down. And then, slowly, as if making up his mind long ago to execute this very act, Ciel had knelt and kissed down her body, where he now was lapping her sex, holding her legs apart, sucking her wetness out as she pushed him deeper, and came again.

"Oh… fuck… oh fuck…" Lizzie gasped. She bit her lip and thursted her hips into her lovers mouth and felt for a moment, like the women who sold their bodies for money, only she did so for the pleasure. She had money, and she had a baby, and she and Ciel were working on another one, just as she was sure her friend and maid, Mey-Rin, was. Lizzie sighed as she used the common language so freely when she was being bedded by her husband. Of course the Earl had also his favorite words when he climaxed as well.

Ciel pulled back and smiled at her. "I feel like I was drinking the nectar of the gods. Or the goddesses." He sighed and once more laid beside her. She looked down at his cock and smiled.

"I wish to have yours," she said, wrapping her hands around his proud member. "I love you."

"I love you too," he sighed as her mouth slid over his sensitive cock. They had been actively trying to have another baby for two months since Vincent was now a year old. He pushed his fingers through the golden locks of his lover and wife, and smiled as she raised her green eyes and slipped him deeper into her mouth. "Jesus, that's beautiful," he whispered.

Lizzie bobbed faster, drawing her nails down and up his cock, and then reaching up and doing the same to his taunt stomach muscles. He was a man, not a boy, and he sighed as his lover claimed him so boldly as such.

"Oh… I'm cumming, Lizzie!"

She plunged down as he plunged up, and he felt his cock explode, deeper, longer, and with more intention then he had in a while. She had taken him deeper into her mouth then they had done so in a long time. He leaned back and looked up at the ceiling as her mouth once more worked to milk out his seed. The seed that would next be driven into her body, with long and hard thrusts, the intention of making his partner full of a child, again.

The stars seemed to have finished exploding in each other's minds and Lizzie pulled the blanket edges around her and her love as she settled down back in his arms, the two kissing slowly and sighing. "That was most likely the best sex we have made in a while. Of course," she added as she looked at her husband, "you have been gone for a week, so I had to make up for you not being able to satisfy me. Or me you," she finished with a kiss.

"I'm sorry," he said, again. "Business… well business has to be kept in line."

"Being an Earl is hard work, sometimes," she sighed. "I just want to make our sanctuary that - a place you feel like you are whoever you are, not the Earl Phantomhive, hard and demanding. Well," she pushed up with an am and smiled and licked her lips. "Not hard and demanding on those business people. Hard and demanding on me. I'll take every ounce of it."

"Lizzie," he breathed and kissed her. "Can we lay in the bed? The hard floor is nice, but I want to wrap you up in comfort. You deserve it." He kissed her forehead as they moved to sit up and then help one another stand. Ciel drank in the naked body of his wife and lover. Vincent's birth had made changes to her body, and her once girlish features had been pushed out to become more womanly. Her hips swelled more, her breasts bigger, her curves a little fleshy. He pulled her close and kissed her, his hands roaming around her back as he tried to drink in all her kisses. "I want nothing more then to have a family of beautiful children with you. I was so selfish when I was a child, when I wanted to bring my parents murderers to justice. To find my kidnappers and kill them. I want to find them and make them pay, but I want you too."

"Ciel, you are not going anywhere. Not while I am clinging to you."

Ciel slipped under the warm blankets and held the soft body of his lover and watched as she fell asleep soon after. His own eyes blinked heavy with needed sleep, but he tried to fight it. He kissed Lizzie's temple as he sighed.

"Promise me, Sebastian, our battles don't end us too soon."

He closed his eyes finally, and somewhere in the back of his mind, he felt the eternal promise that rang through the subtle words that always answered back.

"Yes, my lord."


*Sniffle*... oh dear me... my eyes! they are all washed with tears... and now we end our second installment. So happy to have had this as a second arc. And thus, my dears who have followed me thus far, I conclude this love story between a Maid and a Butler, some crazy Phantomhive staff, and the Earl and Lizzie. :) It was so much fun to share this with you!