Minced Beef with Egg Garnish

Mey-Rin opened the door to the borrowed bedroom and smiled as her lover slipped in. He kissed her, deeply and pulled her closer to him.

"I had to see you."

"You will see me this evening."

Sebastian chuckled and stroked her cheek. "And how will I know it's you?"

She swatted at his chest and kissed him again. "I'll be coming down the isle for you."

"Hm… who is the prey and who is the lamb?"

"Both of us," Mey-Rin whispered into his lips as they kissed again. "Honestly, love, you need to go. Tradition."

"Posh, tradition. Tradition says not to give into ones sexual urges when one is wishing to court the opposite sex."

Mey-Rin nodded thoughtfully. "I guess we broke that."

"And, if I remember correctly, and I do, tradition also speaks of a man asking the woman's family to court, before he courts her."

"And before he beds her. Multiple times."

"For the last two years of multiple times," he whispered and stroked her hair back and swept his fingers over her jaw. "I love bedding you and breaking the rules."

She leaned into his fingers and smiled up at him. "I can't wait to claim you as mine - formally - and bed you to break the rules for eternity."

Sebastian kissed her tenderly as they stood beside the closed door and wrapped their arms around each other. "I wish to fuck you now," he whispered. She shuttered at the course language and smiled up at him. "I have claimed you as mine for eternity before all of Hell it seems, so why not wait a bit longer for the Earthy ceremony?"

Mey-Rin pushed him back and laid a peck on his lips. "Because I will be showing sooner then we anticipate if we wait another month. Sebastian, we already put it off a month - I'm close to three months along, and you know even the Lady Elizabeth will be suspicious when I am suddenly having a baby after only six months of marriage."

"Posh, tradition," he muttered. He put his hand over the small bump he and Mey-Rin had worked hard - delightfully, sinfully, enjoyably hard - to produce after he repaired her womb over the course of two months of steady love making and using her mark to heal her wounds. After her damaged womb was repaired, her monthly came and they went to Sebastian's friend - the Undertaker, who Mey-Rin had already knew from the many times their Master had consulted the odd man - and he had delighted in asking her very personal questions, finally clapping his hands and laughing. "She can become pregnant soon after her menstruation is done! Well done, Sebastian, well done."

Now, on their wedding day, Sebastian and Mey-Rin stood in one of the many bedrooms of the Phantomhive Manor and stared into each other's eyes, smiling slowly and kissing lazily. Mey-Rin finally pulled back, her face flush with heat and her body on fire with both need and longing. Some of it was sexual need and longing, some of it was merely to be in his embrace and openly called the Butler's Wife.

"You need to get dressed," he whispered finally.

"And you," she said back, looking up at him. "Are you getting to the church with the Earl and his family?"

"Yes," Sebastian said, slowly letting her go. "And you will come with Finny and Bard. I wish we could have simply had it here, in our gardens. A church is too much."

"Worried we will burst in sinful flames?"

He laughed a bit and kissed her head. "That could be the first of many Hellish fires we face. Could be good to get some over with."

Mey-Rin pursed her lips and sighed; as they worked toward the wedding, they had discussed not only their future, but also eternity as a Demon's Human. She felt her mark tingle and looked up sharply, her lover sheepishly smiling at her.

"A reminder I have you."

"As if I could forget," she said, shaking her head a bit. "Go. Dress. I have a wedding gown to put on."

Sebastian pretended to crane his neck to search for it and Mey-Rin swatted at his chest and covered his eyes, giggling. "Darling! At least this tradition is to be accepted and not tainted!"

"You could be wearing your night robe, and you would look beautiful."

"You insisted I don't wear it anymore, rather show off my slowly growing belly when we are alone."

"Ah, yes… well," he kissed her once more. "I will find you at the church."

"Steal me from the groom?"

"If he looks like a right demon, I promise."

"Even if not, steal me."

"Yes, Mistress."

Mey-Rin leaned on the door with a heavy and dreamy sigh. Her sweet confections had given her a much better future then she had ever dreamed. She looked toward the closed closet and slowly smiled; a wedding dress that fit over her body, a full, repaired, pregnant body. She held her hands over her stomach and smiled down at the tiny invader they had both happily welcomed when they discovered it had come. Mey-Rin looked at her silver band and smiled wider; a mother and a lover, a wife and a maid. Her life was always a bit confusing, and even now, in what was perhaps the most turbulent time, she never felt calmer. She was marrying the man she had fallen in love with many years prior, and had discovered he had fallen for her as well. Shrugging off her robe Mey-Rin pulled the dress slip on and worked to step into the skirts. How long had it taken Sebastian to fall in love with her? She glanced at the mirror and smiled as she pulled the ties and tucked them inside.

"Never you mind," she told herself, "he is yours now. And forever. Literally," she added as she turned and glanced back to where they had been standing half an hour earlier.

"Mey-Rin?"

Mey-Rin turned and pulled the top closer to her, even so it was only Lady Elizabeth who was calling her. She smiled and the masters' wife came in, carrying her own child, now three months old. "Oh look who is awake!" Mey-Rin cooed as she put the top down and walked over to the smiling baby in her Lady's arms. "Oh so awake."

"Very," Lady Elizabeth said, sighing as Mey-Rin took the tiny Phantomhive. "But we have to get you married and soon have one as well."

Mey-Rin blushed; she looked down and smiled almost as if she could see her own tiny baby growing, delightfully and unexpectedly inside her. "Just need to get this dress on, and then I am ready," she merely replied. "I though you were going with the Earl and Sebastian."

"I was, but you need someone who can fluff out your gown properly. I don't think Bard or Finny could do it," Lady Elizabeth said, sliding her child back into her arms and adjusting some pieces of Mey-Rin's wedding gown. "And, we ladies have to stick together."

Mey-Rin met her Lady's eyes and nodded. "Shall we?"

Lady Elizabeth Phantomhive smiled back and nodded, her eyes welling with tears. "You are the most beautiful bride I have ever seen. Sebastian is even luckier then he knows."

As Mey-Rin finally was getting into the carriage, Finny and Lady Elizabeth in the carriage and Bard driving, her stomach began to dance, and as she clutched her stomach and played with Baby Phantomhive, she knew her life was going to become even more exciting then she and Sebastian had ever hoped.

Sebastian pulled her back towards him, the music floating around them. Mey-Rin looked up at him and let out a sigh; his red eyes were staring deeply into hers. She sighed and once more let herself float around the fairy tale that had become her reality. Her favorite confectionary cook was watching her, the smallest of movements he matched, and drew her closer to himself as they had walked down the aisle, bound both in body and soul, and on Earth. They had kissed soundly as they had made their way back to the Manor, the Earl and the others either walking or riding in the second carriage, leaving the newly married couple to smile and stare at one another. Mey-Rin had longed to be alone with her Demonic lover and eternal partner, but the wedding feast was for all to enjoy, not just theirs alone. That dining pleasure was for later.

"Tell me what you are thinking," she whispered as the band picked up a bit.

"Nothing you would care to hear in the middle of a crowd," he breathed into her hair. "Unless you wish to show everyone the finest meal we have made yet."

Mey-Rin pulled at his tail coat harder and molded herself to his front, not missing the heavy curve of his cock pushing at his pants. "I don't know if I have the ingredients for such a meal," she said as she kissed his chin. "Perhaps we should check?"

"After this last round," he said, kissing her forehead and then her mouth soundly. "Can't be rushing off quiet yet."

"Perhaps a quick trip to the ladies room?"

Sebastian kissed her as the band finished. "I will find you."

"Please, do," she whispered and kissed him again. She turned and saw her family clapping along with several guests that the Earl and Lady Phantomhive had invited. Mey-Rin blushed and ducked her head, walking swiftly out the hall and into the small corridor that lead to the bathroom on the opposite side of the grand entrance.

The air seemed to grow thicker as Mey-Rin opened the bathroom door and suddenly there was a presence behind her. She gasped and turned and was met with the dark suit of her now husband. She looked up and worked her lips into a small 'o' even as his body pushed her back into the bathroom and closed the door.

"How did… you…"

"I am fast," he merely said, a thickness to his voice. Mey-Rin smiled wider now; that was his tone when they were not alone and he wanted to be. She pulled his jacket off as he leaned down and kissed her roughly. "I don't want to be fast right now though," he added.

Mey-Rin yanked her skirts up, cursing her many layers that made her push further and further before she found the hem and dragged them up, watching and licking her lips as Sebastian simply undid his pants, letting them drop. His hands gathered the skirts up and he pushed her against the wall, slipping his arms around her waist, lifting her up, as he pushed the fabric up. Mey-Rin fought to push them down from her face.

"If this came off…" she muttered as Sebastian rubbed his cock along her weeping sex. His eyes flashed and she had to place her hands on his shoulders and shake her head. "No. We can't repair it if you do that." She leaned into him as he pushed up, and she moaned as his cock slammed into her and her lips slammed into his. "Tonight…"

"Yes, Sponge Cake, tonight."

Mey-Rin shuttered, and it wasn't the orgasm that was building. Sebastian had become more possessive and more attentive to her needs and how her body adjusted to his own needs as well. Their love making, their cooking in their secret bed as lovers, had built to a frenzy, now that they were pregnant. Sebastian nipped at her mark a few times when they made slow love, and would place his hands on her breasts as he slammed into her, forcing her to bury her face in the pillows to scream her desire. Her body was stronger as their child grew day by day, making Mey-Rin able to take him as he sometimes didn't control his Demonic side.

"I love you," he whispered as he kissed her and his cock flew in and out of her sensitive sex. "My human."

"My demon," she moaned as she hooked her legs around his waist and her back ground into the wall. "My lover."

There was no slow and loving moment as they huffed into one another, their bodies demanding and needy. Mey-Rin held the steady gaze of her lover, as they had first done when he had dined on her sex, her Victorian Sponge Cake, and again as she took his Eclair. They had tipped over as they had made love for the first time, Sebastian's careful efforts to keep his true self from her. Mey-Rin's need for her new found lover and sweets maker grew and soon they were sharing nights and then days of passion, laying in each others arms, sometimes naked, sometimes not, always feeling safe, and simply talked, or relaxed in their own minds.

"Fuck," Sebastian whispered as he buried his face into her neck. "We have been discovered to not be at the dance."

"How… oh…" Mey-Rin whispered. She shuttered; finally becoming aware of Sebastian's Demonic side meant he knew things, felt things, and could do things, no human could. She often wondered if she ever would be able to hear better once she gave birth to a Demon's child. But her thoughts were banished as Sebastian pulled her from the wall and held her, thrusting repeatedly into her hungry sex. "How much longer?"

"A few minutes."

"Finish," Mey-Rin whispered as she nipped at his ear, her body floating on the endless roll of ecstasy. "Finish and I will clean you. I don't mind being found on my knees worshiping my husband."

"You will lick my Minced Beef clean of the gravy?"

Mey-Rin clung harder to her lover and giggled into his neck as they both climaxed. "As long as you are drowning my Eggs, I am fine with that arrangement."

"You are truly a fine cook," Sebastian breathed as his cock exploded again and again into his human. "And I will relish dining on anything you set before me." He bit her lip as he kissed her deeply and sighed. "My love, we must truly now finish."

Mey-Rin kissed him slowly as he placed her on her feet and slipped out, leaving them to cling to one another. "Promise me, for the next week, we don't stop," she sighed as he gathered his pants and she smoothed her dress back.

"Never, not even for Hell itself."

She gave him a look and shook her head. "No, for them, we will stop, pound them to small pieces, and continue."

He gave a small laugh and nodded. "If that is what you wish."

A knock on the door was their alert that someone had found them. Mey-Rin walked to the sink and began to wash her hands as Sebastian opened the door, finding a pensive looking Earl.

"Your party is almost over," he said, glancing back and forth between the pair. "Is everything… okay?"

"I just spilled some wine on my dress," Mey-Rin said smoothly. "Sebastian was concerned it would stain and made sure to get me here as soon as possible."

The Earl's face slowly regained colour and he nodded. "All is better?"

Mey-Rin looked at Sebastian and smiled. "Yes, it is much, much better now."

The Earl nodded again and turned. "Ah, the wedding guests…"

"We are done here," Mey-Rin said, slipping her arm around Sebastian and smiling up at him. "Are they ready to retire?"

"Yes, I dare say we all are. A long day," the Earl said as he smoothed his own impressive suit and looked at Sebastian. "And a long week to come without you."

"Of course, my lord."

The men stared at each other and finally the Earl nodded. "Well, I suppose we best get back. And we can retire to our places."

Sebastian guided Mey-Rin out and the three of them stood beside Lady Phantomhive and waved the guests back to their carriages, while Bard and Finny flitted around and cleaned the reception hall, placing cups and plates on the platters and carefully bringing them back down to the kitchen. Mey-Rin and Sebastian thanking them, smiling and happily parting with mostly their employers friends and acquaintances.

As the last pair drifted into the night, the Earl sent his wife to bed before him and he watched as the Lady Phantomhive walked away from them.

"I guess… well, now you too also know," he said at last, turning to Mey-Rin, and nodding knowingly to Sebastian. "You should know you make him very happy. Happier then I have ever seen one such as Sebastian be," he added, glancing at his Butler again.

Mey-Rin frowned. "My lord?"

"Sebastian is a Demon," the Earl said softly, leaning in, despite that they were alone. "You know that now."

"Oh, yes, of course," she said, even so long ago Sebastian had revealed himself to her and had told her what the conditions for their courting were, to hear the words that reminded her that her Butler, lover, baker, was not, in fact, human as she and the Earl were still foreign. He was far from being a Demon - most of the time. "Yes, it seems as if we do both know that. I… simply forget at times."

The Earl cleared his throat. "And even now that you know? You gladly spend a lifetime with him?"

"My lord?" Sebastian asked. "You said if I trusted her, and told her, you would be protecting us. And, pardon me, but should that question not been asked before today?"

"I did and I will," the Earl said. He glanced back at Sebastian and gave a small smile. "I too forget sometimes what exactly is the nature of your business. A Demon with two mortal humans," he shook his head. He looked at Mey-Rin for a moment and added, "I can tell you I paid a price upfront for my Butler, I wonder what you, Mey-Rin, have paid, or will pay for this partnership."

"Actually," Sebastian said, standing a bit straighter. "Mey-Rin is my wife, in every way. She has been sealed, in a different way, to me. As I am faithful to carry out your commands, my lord, so I will be faithful to do her bidding. Her happiness and desires, in Hell and on Earth, will be granted."

"Not in Heaven?" the Earl said smiling a bit.

"No, I gave that up when I let a Demon pursue me to the point of marriage," Mey-Rin said finally. She shrugged and looked at the two men and added as she laid her head on her lovers shoulder, "I have a better angel then any they may offer."

The Earl stilled and slowly smiled, nodding as if he was mulling over the words himself. "Off to bed, and then to figure out how to adjust to our new lives. A Demon Butler and human Maid, no different then any other day. Do I have to worry about…"

"We will continue to conduct ourselves with the utmost decorum and care, my lord," Sebastian swiftly answered. He slid his gaze to his now wife and smiled. "We shall keep our married lives to ourselves."

The Earl smiled and nodded again. "Well, congratulations and I guess Hell got a bit more crowded," he added hugging Mey-Rin again. He pulled back and smiled. "Honestly, you are aware of all the mood swings of the Butler? He can be demanding sometimes."

Mey-Rin smiled at her employer and then turned back to her husband. Smiling wider and with a glint, she took in a breath. "Oh I can be just as moody and demanding if needed. We have learned a lot about each other as we courted, no worries my lord. I know exactly what I fell for."