Mey-Rin had shifted and Bardroy had shifted to block her. Sebastian stepped on the last stair and watched the exchange at the end of the hallway. He noted that her glasses were not on.
"Let me leave, Bard," she said, her voice not hiding her annoyance. "You are sweet to keep an eye on me, but I am not going to loose my arm between here and the bath."
"You need rest," the cook growled.
"Not right now," she shot back. "Now, I need a hot bath to make my muscles relax."
"I could rub them," he suggested.
"Please do not put your hands on her," Sebastian growled low and threatening. The thought that the other man would place his hands on his lover was enough for him to loose a limb. Mey-Rin placed a delicate hand on his arm and he focused, looking down at her. Sebastian blinked and slid his eyes toward Baldroy. "I can watch over her to make sure she does not get further hurt herself, or others hurt her," he added with a slight growl.
Bardroy huffed and moved out of the way for the maid to pass. "This is ridiculous."
"Yes, it is," Mey-Rin said, wheeling around and looking at the cook. "Mister Sebastian is the head butler, it is his job to look over us. And as extension, make sure if we are hurt, we are properly cared for. Sitting outside my door and inspecting everything that comes from the young master or Mister Sebastian is not helping me get better. Bringing me more bandages and assisting with the wound care would have been helping. Besides, after a month, I can move my arm much better and not because you sat in front of my door!"
She turned back toward the bathroom and Sebastian felt her rage roll off her. He smiled as he drank in her emotion as she moved past the men. As she entered the bathroom, Sebastian turned his attention back to the cook.
"Leave the house, get some air. Mey-Rin is fine and she needs space."
"She scared me, Mister Sebastian, when she got hurt. I mean," he rubbed his neck. "She gets hurt a lot, but this - she could have died."
"I know," he said softly. "But she is strong."
"She needs to practice with a gun, I can see that look in her eyes now - the itch, Mister Sebastian. It's the itch of someone who needs to get out and blow things up."
Sebastian looked over the man and took in a deep breath. "I have been trying to place what that look meant. Thank you, Baldroy. I will take that under advisement as we pack and travel back to the manor this weekend." He saw the other man stiffen at the kind words. He smirked and added, "Do not stay here one minute longer, though. You have work you have been neglecting - do it."
"Yes, Mister Sebastian," the ex-soldier said, standing tall and giving a salute. He raced down the stairs and Sebastian heard him go straight down to the kitchen, most likely to simply stand in the room, looking over the food Sebastian had just bought, trying to figure out what to make.
Sebastian rubbed his face with his hands and turned to the closed door of the bathroom. He lightly knocked and got the usual "occupied" response. He smirked, he was going to occupy her in different ways. Opening the door he stuck his head in before slipping in and locking the door.
"I know I locked it," Mey-Rin mused from the tub. The water barely came up to her breasts and Sebastian smiled as they stood firmly on her chest, inviting his longing glance. "Is Baldroy gone?"
"Yes, my love, he is. And I hope he will remove himself as your guard. Slipping through your window is easy, but I do miss simply walking into your room," he said smoothly, as he undid his coat, folded it and undid his shirt. He slipped it off slowly, relishing the building desire that was now rolling off his lover. He took his gloves off last, in her favorite manner, with his teeth.
"Get in here, now," she sighed as she watched him undo his pants.
"My dear, there is not enough room," he answered, toying with her as his cock slowly came into view. "There would be no room for the water and myself."
She stood, and he groaned, her nakedness glimmering as the water slowly dripped down her body, falling in small drops off her breasts, off her sex and rolled down into the water. "I guess I better get out."
Sebastian was hard and had her against the wall, beside the tub, in a flash. Her breath hitched and he took her mouth with his, and plunged his right fingers into her sex. After drawing out some of her sweetness, he took a hold of his cock and slide into his maid he loved. He loved her. He really, with a true and deep emotions, loved her. He held her legs as he sliced in and out of her wetness, their eyes locked and the sound of lewd sex slowly built around them.
"Be mine for eternity," he breathed into her ear.
"I already was planning on it," she breathed back as her legs locked around his back. Her arms circled around his neck and he walked them away from the wall, now bouncing her deliciously hot body off his cock with the power of a demon.
"I want a child with you," he finally said, almost to his first climax. "A child that will turn you from a human to a half-human. My seed - a baby - in you will change you."
She panted openly as she climaxed with him. "I... I need you. Feed me our child Sebastian," she said a bit louder than he wished, but he complied. He let himself give her all of his seed at once, and covered her mouth as his cock pounded into her, the waves of ecstasy flowing over her like waves in the ocean. He fed her all his love, all his dreams of a baby, all of her being his forever.
"Forever," he whispered as he finished and Mey-Rin was full of his need and was limp against his chest. She kissed his shoulder, neck, and finally his mouth.
"What do you mean, change me? Half-human? What are you, Mister Sebastian?"
He shuttered, as he always did when she was impaled on his cock or naked next to him and she addressed him so formally. He glanced down and knelt, laying her on the soft carpeting before the tub she had been bathing in. He did not want to pull out of her depths, and her legs kept him deep in her.
He stroked her hair and looked deeply into the eyes that he loved as much as the rest of her. The question had been an easy one to answer, and he said it plainly, as if it was obvious by now: "I am a demon."
Her perfect mouth went into an 'o' and she looked him up and down as if she could see something demonic about him. He smiled a bit and lost his form a little. Her moan of desire surprised him; even so they had made love for close to five months, and he had sometimes forgotten himself deep in her folds and had shifted to his demonic form, she had never really questioned it, just accepted his oddness as part of the charm, and she still desired him that way as well. He gathered himself and leaned down, aware of the now small thrusts she was giving on his still hard cock, still buried into her sex.
"I love you," she whispered. "I love a demon." She giggled and pulled him down into another kiss. "Fuck me."
"How did I fall for such a human like you?" he asked, mostly himself, but he saw the answer under him, now bucking with demand as she slowly took her satisfaction off his cock. "Do you wish to be bound to me for eternity?"
"Yes," she breathed. He studied her body under him, her sex now wet once more, her hands on his chest, and looked deep into her eyes. She was aroused and longed to have his cock, but he knew deep down, past her demanding thrusts and touches, she meant it. He slammed into her. He slammed into her so hard that it shook the floor and he heard the water in the tub splash a bit. He could hear the chandelier down stairs tinker a bit as it swung. He kissed her.
"My darling, I want this child and our eternity to start today."
She smiled and laughed suddenly. "Are you worried Bardroy is going to come into my room, climb into my bed, and impregnate me first?"
He sneered at the thought and almost gagged. "I'd fucking kill him as soon as he set foot in your room."
She climaxed at his words. She bit her lip and pulled his head down to her breasts. He took them dutifully and sucked them even as she rode another two orgasms. Sebastian felt everything his lover was going through. Her scent, still vanilla at the core, was now always tinted with lavender and her smell changed as they made love. Her desires were always around him, and he had let himself smell and enjoy them as he took his delight in her as his bed mate and now, he continued to thrust, his life mate.
"Sebastian!"
He flipped her over and pulled her deep onto his cock, knowing his already large length and girth was made to seem even bigger. He gripped her hips and slammed nonstop into her. He had a child to give - although they had many times over the past months that she could have gotten readily pregnant from the amount of seed he placed into her body, now he purposely did so.
Oh god, I will have to tell the young master, he thought as he watched her strong arms support her body. He reached around and placed his right hand on her sensitive breasts, capturing them as they jiggled in time to his needs being met, stoke for stroke. He already thinks there is something going on between myself and the maid, and Baldroy is somehow involved. I can't do this to her. I can't do this to my love!
He pulled out and let his seed spray the walls and her back. He felt tears prick his eyes and he could feel the confusion in his lover as she turned, her hands groping for his cock to place it back in, to get her pregnant.
"I can't, oh I can't," he whimpered, suddenly not as demonic and sure as he always was. "I'm sorry my love, I am … just sorry."
He picked up his clothes and fled. As he moved, he replaced his clothes, dashing past Baldroy, not touching him even so he wished to kill him so he could have a child start growing in Mey-Rin, free to stand beside her, without her being suspected of being taken by force by the head butler. He knew Baldroy would shout the accusation. His lover was a lady, and she deserved to be seen as unblemished.
And he ran to the one place he could pour his emotions into - the back door of Hell.
