Fruit Spread

Sebastian and Mey-Rin spent their honeymoon near the coast, a few hours trains journey away. Sebastian had packed their cases, efficiently and effortlessly, knowing they would not need much, and if they did, he would gladly buy anything Mey-Rin requested.

Mey-Rin lay in the bed, their baby making her a bit miserable and demanded she simply rest, sleep, and not do much eating, a light blanket around her waist and looked at the open window, smelling the ocean air drifting in, mingling with the bright early afternoon sun. She shifted and laid her left hand over her stomach. Her repaired womb, once mindlessly butchered by a "doctor" who was more then eager to help rid men of the unnecessarily burdensome side effects of reproducing, was fully repaired and now was working to make a wanted baby healthy and strong. She looked down at her hand, at the small bump on her perfectly fit body, and smiled.

"You will be a joy to the Phantomhive family as much as Baby Phantomhive is to his parents," she whispered to her unborn - first of many she silently added to herself. She heard the door to their suite open and looked beyond to the slightly open door and waited with bated breath to watch her lover, husband, and Demon come back to her. And Sebastian did not disappoint. He pushed the door open and stuck his head in, his eyes lingering over her half naked body before dragging them up, and meeting her gaze.

"My sweet loves," he said, smiling and presenting a tray of fruits and dips. "Some food?"

Mey-Rin's stomach growled and she sat up a bit. "I will not say no. Especially if I get a handsome man to feed it to me." She smiled and sat up a bit more, moving the pillows as she glancing at the tray. "Oh my, sir, what kind of food is this? I am not sure what all this is," she replied, fluttering her eyelashes and giggling as Sebastian sat the tray on the night stand and sat next to her.

"Oh, good thing I am an expert in food."

"Mm… yes, good thing," she muttered as their lips met. "I do love how you take care of me. Mostly I love how you know how to love me."

Sebastian blushed a bit and picked up a strawberry and dipped it into the creame and turned and presented it to her. "I am simply one hell of a lover."

She bit down on the juicy fruit and nodded. "Yes, yes you are."

"Oh, dear, a small spill," he whispered as he pulled the non-edible part away from her mouth. His tongue snaked out as he licked her chin, and ended with a small kiss on her lips. "Strawberries are very nice tasting."

Mey-Rin glanced at the tray and smiled. "And those other fruits? Are they also nice tasting?"

He picked up a grape and popped it in his mouth. He chewed it thoughtfully and looked at her. "I think it may be good as well." He put another one in his mouth but did not chew it, instead he leaned into her and pushed it into her mouth, his hands now on either side of her hips, her own hands on his shoulders as they kissed deeper.

"Delicious," she moaned.

Sebastian smiled and leaned back, bringing a melon square up to her shoulder and tracing her collar bone, and licking the juices left behind as he trailed the fruit further down toward her breasts.

"Oh… gods!" Mey-Rin gasped as he circled her breast and pressed it into her right nipple. "Eclair!"

"Mmm... I forgot to bring one on this tray."

"Love… just keep sucking the fruit away, I know where I can find the most satisfying Eclair I have ever had," she moaned as he moved down her body with a new piece of fruit. She bucked up as his fingers pushed the piece into her mouth and his other hand pushed into her sex. She moaned around his lips and closed her eyes. Sex was exquisitely like torture as he slowed down. She reached for his pants and bit her lip as he moved to lay her down and he moved to straddle her hips.

He continued with another strawberry and a few grapes, pushing them around her body and into her mouth, both arousing her and feeding her. Sebastian smiled as they freed his cock, and he stood and watched with equally hungry eyes as he stripped to be as naked as she was.

"I get to cook for you for eternity," he whispered, once more moving to straddle her. His cock laid on her stomach and he smiled as his hands came up and brushed her breasts. "Anything I want, I can feed it to you."

"I'll gladly take it all."

He smiled and leaned down into her face and kissed her nose, ending with a small nip. "As I will gladly take anything you offer me. Every inch of your body will soon be able to walk through the fires of Hell, fully protected by me." He stroked his mark on her inner thigh and watched as she shuddered in pleasure. He placed a hand on their growing child. "My love, and my child, all for eternity."

Mey-Rin sighed happily at that statement. She slide her hands down his thighs and looked at her lover. "Sebastian?"

His eyes met hers. "Yes?"

"Will I be… different once our child is born?"

"Ah… well the Undertaker said that you would be more… solid." He smiled a bit and then slide down a bit more, his hard cock drifting toward her slowly weeping sex. "You would be unharmed by a Demon's cock and even maybe able to have another child if we wished."

She sighed as his cock teased her again. "You wouldn't have to hold back?"

He slipped his cock head in and smiled down, as he leaned over her. "I haven't held anything of myself back since I told you what I was. I simply have no desire to bring the Demon out when I am laying in you." He slowly pushed into her and her eyes fluttered closed at the familiar and delicious feeling. "But should sometimes I need you badly and if my nature comes out, like when I wish to make complicated and multi-course meals, your body would meet me, much easier than it does now." He kissed her on the lips soundly and smiled as she looked at him. "A few changes will also happen, like your mark will be seen by any Demon who comes for us, as they see the one on our Master. Your body will not be in pain when you have your monthlies. Or, if you desire, we can rid the monthlies all together, as you once suggested."

Mey-Rin gasped as he slid deeper and clung to his arms as they wrapped around her. Her legs locked behind him and she met his eager thrusts, the building of their lust and love soon consuming them to the point where she was silently gasping for air, her body rolling on the tides of orgasms, and Sebastian's cock releasing his seed.

Mey-Rin moaned into his shoulder as she rolled over to her side, stilling. Sebastian could give her a large family. Many children. Her body would be able to show their love in outward ways. She looked up at him as his eyes closed and they parted, his cock slipping out slowly of her sex.

"Our children - they will be Demon offspring I know. But…" she searched for a good question and bit her lip. "What will they be?"

Sebastian opened his eyes and pulled her closer. "A special kind of fallen. Demon lovers birth half-demons, who live long lives, take on multiple lovers through their lifetimes, and produce children. They will be strong like I am, but gentle and human like you."

She stared into the beautiful face of her lover and the father of her child - and all the other children they would wish to produce. "Half and half?"

"Mostly," he shrugged. "Pass as human, but have a few things only Demons can do. Like take souls, just not as strongly as I. They may even make men and woman fall for them, perhaps not hurt them as I have. Or maybe they too will find a human and make a deal, convert them into their lifetime partners."

"They will die?"

Sebastian gathered her into his arms and sighed. "Yes, our children will die - one day. I marked you in my Demonic state as mine, making you an immortal human, claiming you as my mate - for eternity. It's one of the ways for my abilities to be transferred to you, connecting us. I can feel you… stronger then before. As you knew when I was around even when you wore your glasses all the time, so I can know where you are. I knew where you were."

"Sebastian Michaelis, are you saying you sometimes purposefully were waiting for me to fall and catch me?" His blush told her yes. Mey-Rin brushed his chest lightly with her fingers and turned back to the almost empty tray of fruits. She sat up and took the bowl of dipping creame and dug her finger into it, licking it off her finger and sliding her eyes up and down her lovers body. "A punishment for that times we could have begun our baking sooner."

It was Sebastian's turn to moan as she again dipped her finger into the bowl and spread it around his nipples. His fingers dug into the sheets as she leaned down and swirled her tongue around them as he had done to her. Mey-Rin smiled as she pushed a grape in her mouth and pressed it into his, repeating the acts from earlier. Now the sun had faded and the breeze had picked up. She reached over her lover and her breasts ticked his bare chest, making her shiver as she turned on the side lamp on low.

"I think the rest of the creame should not go to waste…" she whispered as she scooped up the rest from the bowl and pretended to really consider where to put it. She looked at Sebastian, his eyes turning deeper shades of red and flecking into pink. She licked her lips and squirmed; that look was pure lust and utter Demonic need. She snorted and trailed her sticky hand down to his cock, wrapping her fingers and the creame around his hard member. "Ah, perfect fit."

"Mey-Rin," he whispered, his voice laced and heavy with the need to thrust into her warm body. "Sponge Cake…"

"Oh, dear, my Eclair is rather messy," she simply said and held his gaze as she turned her head and licked up the underside of his hard cock. "I don't have gloves to wear, so I better clean it first."

"Fuck," he hissed.

"Yes, my love, fuck."

Their hot gazes never left the other, and Mey-Rin hummed down on his cock as she did so. She smiled; if she was not already nearly four months along, this one night of passionate sex would have sealed her pregnancy for sure. They had spent most of their honeymoon in the bed, lustily taking their meals on each other's bodies. Of course they had to dine on real food, Sebastian insisted, and they did venture out a few times. But Mey-Rin would pull him into the shadows, or Sebastian would pull her into his arms, and they soon were flying back to the room, the bed, barely containing their naked lust and love.

"I'm cumming."

Mey-Rin clamped her hand on the base of the cock and looked up sharply. "No."

His eyes flashed and he let out a breath and bucked into her hand. "Love…"

"No," she said again. "This is for us, for our eternity."

"And so there will be many times still to come," he breathed. She glanced down at his hands, balled into the sheets. "Please, my Sponge Cake, finish me."

"I'm not very hungry to take you in my mouth." She kissed him and smiled a bit into his neck. "The wrong place to put your ingredients."

She sat up and unwrapped her hands, licking them off of all the sticky creame, saliva, and the globs of pre-cum that had spilled from his hardened cock. She rocked up to her knees and swung her left leg over his hips and smiled as his hands came to rest, digging into her flesh, on her hips. He slammed up as she slammed down and they both let out small screams of utter satisfaction.

She looked down and shook out her hair, letting it ripple down her neck and over her shoulders a bit. "Fuck me. Hard."

"Yes… Mistress."

And he wrapped his arms around her, his dark wings flying from his body, his cock expanding, as they dragged her body fast over his cock, her folds open and wet, sucking him in, every inch, deep and fast, securing their need to slam into the other, as Sebastian let his cum fly into the body of his eternal Human, his eternal mate, into the womb he had knitted back together with care, only to place a child in it, and would do so as many times as was asked.

The black feathers spread around them as she bounced on his cock, her breasts taunt and hard, dragged up and down the equally taunt and hard chest of her Demon lover, husband, and confection maker. They stared into each others eyes, wide with lust, need, love, and complete openness, as they often were. Their slams rocked the bed, making it splinter slowly as they worked to press down Sebastian's unholy need to cum deep inside his lover, while drawing out Mey-Rin's orgasms, longer, faster, deeper, and more satisfying then before.

Sebastian's form went black as he came, erupting deep into her occupied womb, coating their child, making it stronger. Mey-Rin's own body tipped back as she blacked out with pleasure, nothing passing in her mind but the intensity of the man below her, around her, and always with her.

Long after they made love again, the newly wed couple lay simply kissing lazily and talking in hushed tones about their new, open life. Suddenly, Mey-Rin sat up and looked down at Sebastian and smiled wider.

"Oh, I am in trouble," Sebastian laughed. "What is it my love?"

"When we arrive home tomorrow, we should get up and make the family a large meal. A thank you for everything."

Sebastian's hands glided up her bare arms and he nuzzled into her neck. "Am I to understand you want to make real food?"

She shot him a glance and turned to face him. "Of course! I'm not sharing my secret cooking passion with anyone else."

"You better not. You are mine."

"As you are mine," she said, kissing him deeply. "I was thinking of making something so the Master doesn't feel as if our duties are different, maybe even as a reward if Bard didn't burn the kitchen while were away for a week? I am sure they have been worried about keeping the Manor running. Imagine only having Bard and Finny to care for the place! And I am sure the Earl and Lady Elizabeth may wish to try to expand their family again soon - peace of mind that we are back and secure may add to that."

"They have their own recipes," Sebastian replied, sliding his tongue over her neck and kissing her. "I dare say it has worked for them. Lady Elizabeth was expecting two months after their wedding."

"And we wed while pregnant," she whispered as she laid back down on the bed, in his arms. "Are you ready to go back home?"

"I am ready to be able to walk to the same room proudly and have everyone know that you belong to me."

"Possessive."

"Very," he breathed as he curled her into him. "Now, sleep my sweet love. We will not be able to relax and do nothing but enjoy baking for a while. We return to our duties as Phantomhive servants."

Mey-Rin picked up one of his hands and settled it over her stomach. "As long as you are baking with me, and you don't mind my messing it up, I don't care how long we have to wait until another week of simple ecstasy happens."

"I'll gladly bake with you anytime," he said, kissing her and sliding his hands around her body, pulling the blankets back around her and listening to her steady breathing and the fluttering heartbeat of his unborn child.

A Demon-Human child.

His and his lovers best creation from their extensively sweet collection.

Sebastian kissed his now wife, his eternal mate, and the maid he loved. He spread his hand over the very objects he never thought he wanted, both the woman and the child. He closed his eyes and sighed, a small prick of something beyond and old feeling crept into his being as he held his human. He pulled the blankets around them as if he could hide, and looked past the now closed window into the dark sky.

"My sweet collection of emotions and desires will never be taken," he muttered in his Demonic tongue. "No matter who comes, we will continue to be there for one another. My humans and my family."

A wind slapped against the window and Sebastian turned to pull his lover closer. "I will be hers as she is mine - for eternity."

Awww... my sweet (haha!) pair. Don't worry... I am cooking up a few other chapters where we have baby and some more yummies...