1891 saw Baldroy share a rather public kiss with his widowed shepherdess, Robin Alice. Finnian showing her daughter, Cassie, how to make snow angels in the snow. Sebastian and Mey-Rin stood on the steps of the manor, watching them. In a few days the young master would be coming back, and Sebastian was surprised he had not already returned home with Soma chasing him all the way. He suspected it was Tanaka who made sure they all were staying calm. The old butler had come back from a European tour as Ciel was preparing for his cruise. Sebastian and the whole household was relieved that he had made it back; Tanaka was enjoying some much needed vacation time himself, but had answered the last minute letter from Sebastian. Mey-Rin had tried to stop him; the whole staff needed time away. But Sebastian had insisted that it would ease his mind. And Ciel's, even if he never admitted it.

Mey-Rin shivered and he looked down at his mistress and rubbed his hands a little on her arms, over the thick coat. Burning hell fires was useful when she was cold. He frowned. She got cold much easier these days. He pulled her close and smelled her, sweet vanilla. He blinked. There was a crash and he looked over to where now a piece of the entry gate was hanging off its hinge, Finnian yelling something, and Cassie was running toward Baldroy and her mother, in obvious distraught.

"Never a dull moment," Mey-Rin said. "Go, take care of Finny, the poor boy, and I'll take care of the rest."

He kissed the top of her head and smiled. "You will be a wonderful mother."

She smiled and traced his jaw lightly. "Someday."

He walked briskly toward Finnian and looked back at his wife. "Hopefully sooner than we think," he whispered.

He helped the strong boy rehang the gate and patiently listened to the sting of apologies he was saying even as they walked back into the manor, twenty minutes later.

"Finnian," Sebastian finally said, turning toward the gardener. He placed a hand on his shoulder and felt the boy - no, almost young man, he reminded himself - stiffen. He sighed, and wished the staff, after almost five and half years together, would relax. But they saw him as the Head Butler he was, and the protector of everyone. "Finnian, you do not need to apologize over and over. It was an accident. And no on got hurt. You saw how easily it was repaired," he said, watching the gardener slowly nod and wipe tears from his cheek. "Nothing will ever happen around here that is un-repairable."

"Thank you Mister Sebastian. Your kind words make me happy to be here. Everyday."

Sebastian smiled at him and asked him to check on the food, not trusting that Baldroy had detached himself long enough to put them on platters. He went out to seek his wife, and found her in his old bedroom, looking out of the window.

"Mey-Rin, is everything okay?" he asked as he glided to a stop beside her.

She nodded and he smelled her tears. "Happy or sad?"

"I am just thinking about how this house has become home to all of us, and how, soon, it will be Lady Elizabeth's home as well. Our lives are changing again, aren't they?"

He slipped his arms around her and nestled her head into his shoulder, holding it there with a turn of his head. "I have had so many lifetimes blend into each other it is sometimes too easy to forget you only get one. Well," he paused and kissed her head, "the mortal humans do. You, my love, will not be living one lifetime."

"But I will," she said, turning. "I will be living one lifetime with you."

He kissed her and mused at her wisdom. Her quick responses and quips never stopped making him do double takes at how amazingly smart and quick she really was, and how lucky he was to have her in his life. If she had not been who she was, if she had not fallen for him and his demonic charms that took in many humans before, if she had not pushed back when he pushed her away, they would not be standing together, praying that the slight change in the air was the first indicator she was pregnant, not just something in the air he had mistakenly thought came from her body. He held his tongue, not wanting her hopes dashed like they were three - almost four - months ago.

He reached down and cupped her face, kissing her softly. "The staff is entertaining themselves."

"Are you suggesting we do the same?"

He smiled and took her lips once more. "I do like the feeling of this mattress."

She kissed him and took off her extra sweater. "I miss how the chains felt on my wrists."

"My dear, you wish to be shackled?"

"Only by and to you."

She found herself on the bed, her wrists bound. Mey-Rin smiled as he undid his pants and pushed them down as he climbed on the bed, his heavy cock coming into his hands as he took himself and smiled down at her.

"We haven't had a lesson in a long time," he breathed. "Perhaps a review?"

"I think my language needs more work," she said, breathing heavily as his cock ventured closer to her mouth. "I can trace the words I remember."

"Let's start with our favorite word of all," he sad, easing himself into her velvet mouth. He looked down and slid his hands down the wall a bit, hunching over and thrusting. "Fuck."

She traced the letters perfectly and he grinned.

"Lover."

"Sex."

"Cock."

"I love you."

He pumped steadily into her mouth and came twice as she pushed her tongue over him. He took himself out and pushed her dress up, wrapping her legs around him and plunged deep into her sex. The bed creaked the old, familiar sound, and he watched as her face danced, the position familiar even in their own home, but this, this was where they had started.

"Please, come in me," she pleaded as time passed and he had not released his seed again. He laced his fingers with hers still in shackles and kissed her as he bucked faster once more. She pleaded with him and he sat up, adjusting her on his solid cock and pulled almost all the way out and slammed himself back in, causing him to have the most glorious feeling in his body as well.

"Fuck," she whimpered. "Oh gods, yes, Mister Sebastian, give me the baby I want. The maid wants the butlers love child - so scandalous! Society will never be the same! Oh Sebastian! Please!"

He came hard into her and she threw her body into his as he released himself. Her glorious body taking him and everything he gave her. He kissed her and smiled; there was her true fantasy before he crossed the line and opened himself to the possibility of feelings and emotions toward her. The fantasy she had when she asked him to stay in her room. The fantasy they shared in the hallway, when his cock finally slide into her body, his cock in her mouth, his hands on every part he could touch.

He undid her shackles and kissed her flesh, easing the pain as she refused to erase the bruises that were sure to lightly appear. She got out of bed and looked at him as she took her dress off, and giggled as he watched her open the door and beckon him. He took his shirt off and walked naked after his naked lover. Down the hall, past the closed doors of the other staff, into her old room. He picked her up and slide back into her sex, pounding her lightly into the walls of her old room. So much had happened in their old rooms. So many moments that changed their lives, changed their positions, changed everything about how they looked at each other. Sebastian sat on the bed and bounced her until she came again. She got off him and with shaky legs, turned and leaned against the small dresser, looking back at him as he walked behind her and stuffed her sex once more.

His hands were on the wall, above hers, as he sank deeply and he kissed her back as he humped her slow and then fast, feeding the building need and his own. Their sex was epic. So many men, women, demons, damned souls had taken him into themselves as best as they could, but none demanded him to continue, to become hard so quickly, to push the fires of hell into their bodies for hours on end. But Mey-Rin, he slammed his horse cock into her tunnel and felt the shutter of her orgasm. She took him. Every night. Deeply. Easily as if there was no problem. She panted and his hands cupped her breasts, pulling her up and taking her delicate weight into his arms. He could hold her forever. Fuck her forever. He roared as he came, deeply wanting to plant the baby they both wanted into her.