Chapter 9: His Daughter, Helping.

Hey! Here's another update, since I was so excited to write this chapter. Mild smut further on, and then something special happens! Thanks for all the reviews, follows and faves! See you in the next chapter!

"Well, you took that rather easily." Sebastian stated, noting how January hadn't lashed out at him or broken down into floods of tears. Instead, she simply shrugged her shoulders, and headed to her wardrobe to pick out today's attire. He watched her as she chose a dark green dress and paired it with a pair of green shoes.

"I have to deal with it." She said plainly, "I made the decision to sleep with you. I should have known there would be consequences," she walked back over to him, placing a gentle kiss on his cheek, "besides, you're not that bad. You're easy on the eyes." She offered him a smirk and he proceeded to help her dress for the day ahead. They made small talk as January pulled her hair into a loose braid, and soon enough they parted ways; January was headed to the dining room to meet Lizzie for breakfast and Sebastian on his way to see to Ciel.

As he made his way through the manor, he thought about everything that had happened over the last 24 hours. He had marked January, he now knew that they were obligated to each other and if anything should try to compromise their binding, he would swiftly seek to destroy it. Sebastian knocked on his master's door, and entered once he was called.

Downstairs, January sat at the dining table, replaying what Sebastian had told her.

A demon, how...peculiar. She thought to herself, twirling a piece of hair around her finger, What would father say if he knew? Marked by a demon...blasphemous. She resisted the urge to laugh. He'd think I'm mad. He'd just have a reason to cast me aside. He'd love that…

January was shaken from her thoughts, and sat up straight in her seat when those huge mahogany doors opened, and the Earl Phantomhive greeted her good morning.

Later in the year, Elizabeth is days away from giving birth and Sebastian has secretly visited January's room periodically.

Tonight is no different.

Sebastian's hand reached around to cover January's mouth as he thrusted into her again and again, the muffled moans making his insides burn with desire and his pace quicken. He was behind her, so he couldn't see her face, but those small squeaks told him all he needed to know.

She's entirely his, and she's content to stay that way.

Suddenly, he reached his climax and he felt the hot, sticky fluid flood her body as her legs shook and she struggled to catch her breath. Sebastian pulled away from her, wiping away a droplet of sweat from his brow and slowly, she straightened up and turned to face him. He smirked at her, and pulled her in to give her a quick kiss before he started to pull his night clothes back on.

"You never disappoint, Mr. Michaelis." January said with a smirk, and Sebastian smirked back at her before pulling her into a tight hug. Sebastian felt her smile against his skin and tilted her chin upwards so they're face to face, crimson meeting malachite.

"I would never disappoint you, my darling. If I ever did, I would allow you to put a blade through my chest." She laughed at him, and without missing a beat, said "We both know that would have zero effect on you, my dearest demon." He chuckled, leaving a gentle kiss on her nose before January pulled away and made her way under the thick sheets of her bed. Sebastian frowned as he watched her crawl under the sheets.

"I apologise that I can't stay and sleep next to you. I have my duties, and I must see to them as soon as the sun starts to rise." January offered him a small smile.

"Sebastian, it's fine. We've been through this. I know you can't stay...I would never even expect you to." She spoke softly, before blowing out the candle at her bedside. Sebastian walked to her side of the bed, and laid a gentle kiss on her forehead.

"Goodnight, my dear." He said quietly, and she responded with a, "Goodnight, my love." As he left the room with barely a sound. Sebastian made his way down to his chambers silently, and within minutes of him cuddling his favourite kitty from his secret wardrobe stash, he heard his master calling him.

"I'm so sorry, precious." He muttered as he hesitantly put the cat back in the wardrobe and changed into his butler's attire effortlessly. He arrived at his master's room within seconds, and Ciel called him in.

"Yes, my lord?" Sebastian inquired, and took in the scene in front of him. Ciel was up and on his feet, holding soaked bed sheets as Elizabeth was doubled over, holding her pregnant stomach. Without hesitation, Ciel threw the ruined sheets at Sebastian before barking at him:

"Sebastian, rid of these this instant! Call on the doctor, the baby is coming!" Ciel turned back to Lizzie, who was now sitting up right, and pulling her blonde curly locks out of her face. Ciel sat in front of her, and took her hand in his.

"Are you alright? Tell me when it starts to hurt again, I'll make sure that-" Lizzie shushed him, and placed his hand on her stomach as she felt the baby kicking in between her contractions. Lizzie smiled at him, and Ciel offered her a small smile in return as the tiny foot thumped against his hand almost rhythmically.

"Look, they're saying hello. They're ready to come out now." Lizzie whispered as she grimaced again, another contraction washing over her. Ciel was clearly panicked and he shouted another order at Sebastian as he rushed off to summon the doctor.

"Ciel, please, bring January." Lizzie said as she sighed a breath of relief as the contraction finished. Ciel nodded, pulling her hand into his again and placing a gentle kiss on the back of it. He headed out of the room and down towards January's room. As he jogged down the corridor, he heard the front doors of the manor open and the hurried footsteps of Sebastian and the doctor rush up to his room. Ciel reached January's room, and flung the door open, not caring about formalities. She sat up in her bed, her eyes wide.

"January, the baby is coming! Lizzie has requested that you be with her, so hurry!" He yelled into the room, before turning on his heel and dashing back to his bedroom. January barely had time to register what was going on as she sat up in her bed, her heart pounding in her chest from the sudden intrusion. Then, Ciel's words hit her and she flung the sheets off of her body and was running after Ciel, unable to match his speed. Ciel threw open the doors to see the doctor leaning over Lizzie, her hands pressing gently into her stomach to assess how her labour was progressing, and Sebastian was gently dipping a cloth into a bowl of warm water for Lizzie to hold to her forehead. January followed after him, her dark brown hair swishing behind her.

Ciel rushed over to Lizzie's side, allowing her to squeeze his hand tightly as another contraction washed over her. A low moan escaped her lips, the contractions clearly becoming stronger and closer together. The doctor completed her examination, and looked up at the pair on the bed.

"I believe you're nearly ready to push, I'm going to need everyone to leave the room." The doctor said firmly, her eyes glancing around the room, and stopping on each individual for a brief second. Ciel nodded, annoyance clear in his sapphire eyes, as he gave Elizabeth's hand one more squeeze before gesturing to Sebastian to leave with him. Sebastian offered him a bow, and held the door open for Ciel and January to take their leave. January gave Lizzie a small smile, before turning to follow Ciel out of the room.

"January, wait! Please stay, I can't do this alone..." Lizzie called to her, and January turned to the doctor - awaiting her professional approval. The doctor looked up at Lizzie, and then back at January. With a sigh, she beckoned her back into the room.

"I'll allow it. You'll be of use anyway." The doctor said flatly, pushing Lizzie's nightgown up and over her stomach; pushing her legs apart, "Fetch me the towels on the dresser. The baby is going to be here anytime now." January nodded, and scrambled over to the dresser, tripping over her feet as she went. She heard the doctor huff, and snatched the towels from the dresser and returned to the doctor's side. Lizzie let out a cry as a contraction hit her again.

"Elizabeth, I need you to push whenever you feel a pain overcome you!" The doctor said sternly. January watched in awe as Elizabeth gritted her teeth and threw her head forwards, concentration etched on her features and sweat forming on her delicate brow. January sat next to Elizabeth - towels in lap - and brushed the damp strands of hair from her face. Elizabeth gave her a weak smile before her body forced her to push again, another pained cry coming from deep in her throat. Elizabeth pushed for what seemed like hours, her body now completely damp with sweat and her cries of pain now becoming louder.

"January, the towels, now!" The doctor yelled as a high pitched cry filled the room, and a baby was safely in the doctor's arms. January leapt up from her seat on the edge of the bed, holding out one pink towel and one blue towel to the doctor. The doctor reached forward, grabbing hold of the blue towel and quickly wiping down the wailing bundle in her arms. She quickly cut the umbilical cord, and handed the baby to Lizzie who was crying tears of pure happiness.

"You're here! You're finally here, my wonderful baby boy!" Lizzie whispered, tears falling freely from her emerald eyes. The doctor gave Lizzie a quick examination, before cleaning up and taking her leave of the three of them. January sat next to Lizzie, gazing down at the now silent baby who was taking his first feed. Lizzie grinned down at her baby, her eyes heavy with exhaustion. She didn't care that she was tired, in this moment all she wanted to do was hold her baby close to her and stare into his deep blue eyes.

"He's just like Ciel." January spoke softly, smiling at Lizzie. "I'm so proud of you, my Elizabeth Ethel." Lizzie turned to her, a stray tear falling down her cheek. She reached up with her free hand to stroke January's cheek.

"Thank you for staying with me. I couldn't be happier than I am in this very moment. I can't wait for Ciel to meet our baby. I love you, my little January Grace; and this little baby will love you too." January stroked Elizabeth's hair, and the door opened quietly. January stood up from her spot, a smile plastered on her face as Ciel approached his wife and child, utter awe dancing in his eyes. He took a seat next to Lizzie, placing a kiss upon her sweat-covered forehead.

"Elizabeth, a son!" He breathed, totally starstruck by the tiny human cradled in his wife's arms. She grinned up at him, pulling the towel away from the baby's face to show him how similar he was to his father. Ciel smiled, taking in the baby's form.

"Blonde, just like you Lizzie." He stated simply, his finger caressing the baby's plump cheek.

"And those deep blue eyes, just like you, Ciel." Lizzie giggled, and Ciel leaned down to plant a soft kiss on her parted lips. He turned to January, who was now stood at the door with Sebastian.

"Thank you for staying with my wife, and making sure my son entered the world surrounded by people who love him." Ciel smiled at her, and she gave him a curt nod before turning away from them.

"It was an honour. I will take my leave of you now, so you can enjoy your first moments of parenthood." January glanced back at the three, before heading out of the room and back down to her own room. Sebastian's gaze never left her as she strolled away.

Sebastian turned his attention to his master and Elizabeth, who were sat comfortable on their large bed, gazing lovingly at their newborn.

"My biggest congratulations to you my lord and lady. Have we thought of a name for the young master?" He asked happily, collecting the ruined sheets as he spoke. Elizabeth looked up to Ciel, and Ciel spoke before she could.

"He's called Arthur. Arthur Vincent Phantomhive." Ciel stated, taking one more glance at his son.

Ciel Phantomhive had reached a day he never thought he would reach, a day he thought he was cursed to never see; was now a father.