A/N: There is two bits of sexual content in this chapter. There is a line where it starts and where it ends.

Chapter Five: Ciel's Reawakening

The next morning, Sebastian entered his lord's room. He went over to the curtains and pulled them apart. He looked back at the sleeping Earl.

"My lord, it is time to wake up."

The boy squeezed his eyes closed before slowly opening them. He stared at Sebastian, tiredly and confusedly. Suddenly, everything came back to him, including when Sebastian lowered his head to eat his soul. But, if that were true then… He gasped and sat up.

"What's going on, Sebastian?! Why am I home?! (He got up from the bed to grip the demon's shoulders.) Why didn't you eat my soul?!"

Sebastian gave him a closed eye smile.

"I shall explain everything, my lord. But first, please have some chamomile tea from Twinings. It will help calm you." He said holding out a blue tea cup with white designs on it.

Ciel took it uncertainly, sitting back down on the bed. He took a few sips. After doing so, he set it to the side. He glared at the demon before him who was still smiling.

"Explain." He ordered.

"Certainly, my lord. When you gave your ring to that man, part of your soul had embedded itself into it and a demon in the area was able to snatch it up. I want to consume your entire soul, not just most of it and because that part of your soul was a part of your revenge…" Sebastian explained, his eyes glowing with a smirk on his face.

Ciel frowned.

"Well, why haven't you gone after this demon?"

Sebastian frowned.

"I'm afraid he has hidden your soul. Because it is such a small part and I had you with me, I admit it is a touch difficult for me to find it."

Ciel thought that over. A smirk grew over his own face.

"So, you're saying that a demon gave you the slip." Ciel said, amused.

Sebastian scowled. Ciel chuckled.

"I suppose that's your gluttony calling." Ciel remarked. Sebastian's scowl grew deeper, "How long?"

"A month, my lord." Sebastian answered.

Ciel's eyes widened.

"A month? I've been out a month?!"

"It was a part of the partial soul taking." Sebastian explained.

Ciel nodded.

"I see. So, what does this mean for us?"

Sebastian sighed.

"I will still serve you as your butler until we get your partial soul. Then I will consume your soul as per our contract." He explained.

Ciel sighed. After a few minutes, he nodded.

"Very well." He said, moving to get up.

Once he stood up, he faltered slightly as his legs were indeed weakened. Sebastian steadied him. He pulled out of the demon's hold.

"I'm fine." He muttered.

Sebastian pulled away. He went to start the Young Master's bath. After bathing the boy, he gathered the clothes he would wear. As he dressed the boy, he told him the other bit of news.

"By the way, my lord, Frances has been running the household and your company while we were gone."

Ciel's head snapped up as shock filled him.

"How?! She gave you her soul! Or did a demon also take her, yet you were able to get her back?"

Sebastian gave him a hard fake smile.

"On the contrary, she did give me her soul and was able to follow me on our path to the Isle of Death. I was able to send her back though."

"…I see." Ciel said.

He was relieved that she was alive though, he would never admit it out loud.

"I want to review everything. And I'll take my breakfast in here." He ordered.

"Very well."

Sebastian bowed with a hand on his chest. He held the golden band Hope diamond ring that Lady Elizabeth had given him. Young Master stared at him in surprise for a moment. After a few moments of tense silence, he nodded. Sebastian slipped the ring onto his thumb. He straightened. He began to make his way out with the trolley when Ciel's voice stopped him.

"You must treat her as you would I. (He turned to look at him.) She is… was the head of the household, she deserves the title Mistress."

"Yes, my lord." Sebastian said with another bow.

After he closed the door, he began making his way down the hall, a smirk on his face. He had a feeling she wouldn't like being treated as a Mistress.

That same morning, Frances awoke with a blissful sigh. She stretched her body out. As she did so, she realized Malphas was not beside her. She furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. Suddenly, a knock on the door caught her attention. She felt it was Malphas.

"Mistress, may I come in?" He asked her.

She blanched.

*This again?!*

"Yes, come in." She called.

Malphas came in with a stoic expression bringing in a trolley of tea.

"Good morning, Mistress."

She shuddered.

"Um… good morning, Malphas. Can you please not call me or treat me as a Mistress? I don't even let the other servants call me that unless we have guests or are in public."

An amused smirk came across his lips as he poured her tea.

"My apologies, my darling. The Young Master ordered me to treat you as I do him."

She visibly relaxed at the endearing word as she took the offered cup.

"It's all right. How is he?" She asked, taking a sip of the tea.

"He is well, considering." He said.

She nodded. She could feel through him that Ciel was confused until Malphas explained everything since she wasn't awake. As she continued drinking her tea, Malphas informed her what she would be doing today as he went to her closet to pull her clothes out for today.

"Today, you shall have breakfast in the dining room. You have quite a bit of paperwork to catch up on (She could hear the smugness in his voice.). You have no visitor's today."

He walked back over to her with a dark blue day dress, matching blue heels, white stockings, and a white chemise. He placed the clothing neatly on the bed and the heels on the floor. She finished her tea, placing her cup onto the trolley. She stood and stretched, wincing just a bit. She felt his arms around her waist and a gentle kiss upon her neck. She sighed, leaning into his chest.

"Would you like me to draw you a bath?" He asked against her skin.

"No, thank you. I'll be all right. Thank you though and thank you for the tea."

"You're welcome, Frances." He said, placing another kiss.

"Go get breakfast for the Young Master. I'm sure he's waiting."

He pulled away with a smirk on his face. They could both feel his hunger. He gave her a kiss on the forehead.

"I shall return to escort you to breakfast." Malphas said as he pulled away.

She smiled brightly.

"All right." She said.

He nodded to her before taking the tea trolley and walking out the door.

Once he was gone, she got dressed, placed her hair in two elegant buns, did her morning routine, and just as she slipped into her heels, she felt his presence right before hearing his knock.

"Come in." She called, fixing her sleeves.

The door opened. She looked up to see Sebastian waiting for her.

"My Lady." He said with a small bow.

She smiled and walked towards him. She exited out of her room with Sebastian closing the door behind her. He offered his arm to her which she took. Before they started walking however, she used his arm to go on tiptoes to give his cheek a kiss. When she pulled away, she found him smiling fondly at her. They began their walk to the dining room. Once they entered, she saw breakfast was already set up at the head of the table. She turned to give Sebastian a curious look. He smiled back at her.

"Per the Young Master's order, unless he dines with you, you shall remain seated at the head of the table."

"Oh." She said, smiling and nodding, "All right."

He returned her smile. He moved to the chair and pulled it out for her before she could do so herself.

"Thank you." She said, sitting down.

"You're welcome." He said, pushing her in.

He moved to the tray and explained what was to be eaten for breakfast that morning.

"Today is French toast with bacon and scrambled eggs with a side of toast and orange juice."

He removed the cover of the tray. The smell was enough to make her stomach growl. She looked up at Sebastian with a smile.

"Thank you, Sebastian." She said.

He nodded before excusing himself, leaving her to eat alone. She ate in silence. The second she was finished, she made to gather her dishes to take them to the kitchen when she felt his gloved hands on hers. She frowned up at him. He smiled widely, chiding,

"You go on and take care of your work. I'll see to this."

She huffed. The demon raised an eyebrow at her. He could feel her irritation and yet thankfulness. She giggled.

"Very well." She said, kissing his cheek.

The demon smiled at her as she pulled away, slightly surprised she didn't fight.

"Thank you." She said.

"You're welcome."

She made her way to her Office. Once inside, she let out a large sigh at the paperwork on her desk.

"This is gonna take all day." She sighed.

She put on her determined face, getting to work.

After doing the dishes, Sebastian led the old steward to the Young Master's Office as per his order. Sebastian knocked on the door.

"Enter." His voice called.

Sebastian opened the door for Little Man Tanaka. Once the two walked in, Sebastian closed the door behind them. He walked to the Master's right side and stood behind him. The young Earl looked at Tanaka with a stern expression. He had looked everything over and had to admit, she did fairly well just as he knew she would. However, he wanted to hear about it as well.

"Tanaka, how was she?"

Tanaka popped into his fully grown size. He pulled a vial out from his suit pocket. He drank the contents. Once he finished, he put the bottle back inside his pocket. He looked up at the Young Master with a kind smile.

"She did an absolute amazing job while the two of you were away. She was shocked, of course, but then got to work. The profits for the company plummeted for the first week due to the fire as well as her generous donations to a few orphanages as well as helping rebuild several structures, however, in doing so, she nearly tripled our sales in the following week and the numbers remained strong with light fluctuations here and there.

She received a few business proposals some good which she took, others not so much and they were dealt with accordingly by her hand."

Ciel smirked.

"Yes, I want to speak to her about that. It looks like she sent her message loud and clear." He said, looking at the paper of the front page with the picture of Benekey's with the two men lying dead on the ground.

Tanaka smiled even more.

"Indeed. Anyway, she used her own money from the oils and potions business you left her to rebuild the manor and got them to finish it in a week and a half. (The Young Master looked surprise as did Sebastian before his surprise morphed into a look of pride.) Also, because of her heroism, she was given Damehood to the Order of the Garter as well as the title The Queen's Guard Dog (Ciel's eye widened in surprise for a second before returning to neutral.).

She ran the household rather well as well as handled your fiancée whom she's invited to spend the day with on Sundays. There have only been a few mishaps, usually when we have guests until she became preoccupied with someone."

Tanaka sent a pointed look at Sebastian whose smirk grew into a wide grin.

"My apologies." He said, hand upon his chest as he bowed.

Tanaka shook his head, an amused smile upon his lips.

"Not to worry, Sebastian. I know the two of you have missed each other immensely."

Ciel let out an annoyed sigh. He did not miss the talk of these love birds. Tanaka sent him an apologetic smile.

"My apologies, Young Master. She has also recently added a few lessons to her schedule."

Ciel raised an eyebrow.

"Lessons such as?"

"French, Latin, ballet. Even with her lessons, she makes a fine Young Mistress and a fine company head."

Ciel nodded his head.

"Thank you, Tanaka."

"You're welcome. And welcome home, Young Master." Tanaka said, bowing.

"Thank you."

Tanaka bowed once more then left the room. Sebastian and the Young Master shared an approving look.

Mid-morning tea or rather water and lunch (which Frances took in her Office courtesy of Mey-rin.) had passed by. It was nearing two in the afternoon. Frances was a bit more than halfway done with the paperwork for the company. She felt his presence and heard a knock on the door.

"Come in." She called, putting aside another signed document of the profits and loss of the company in France.

Sebastian entered the room and bowed. He straightened.

"My Lady, the Young Master wishes to see you now."

Frances smiled and nodded.

"All right." She said, standing up, stretching.

She walked past him. He closed the door behind her then began following her. They approached the door. Upon knocking and receiving permission to enter, Sebastian opened the door to which she gave her thanks and they walked in. Sebastian closing the door behind them.

Frances looked over Ciel as he sat in his chair. A calculating look in his eye as he looked her over as well. He wore his green suit with a white shirt, black vest, and black shorts with his eye patch covering his right eye. To her surprise, he was wearing the Hope diamond ring with the gold band on his right thumb along with his family ring on his pointer finger. He looked the same, though she could feel once again that something was different. And now, she knew, part of his soul was indeed missing.

"Hello, Frances. Please, have a seat." He greeted her.

She smiled. Despite missing part of his soul, he still seemed to be the same.

"Thank you." She said, taking a seat, "It's good to see you awake, Ciel."

"Hmmm, yes. It is good to see you alive as well." He said.

There was a pause.

"I take it you know what has transpired with my soul?" He asked.

She nodded, "Yes, I do."

Ciel gave a curt nod.

"Good. We would like your help to find it."

"Of course, Young Master. I already told Sebastian I would help find it."

He smirked.

"Good. As it seems, his senses have dulled a touch."

Sebastian's anger rose to a terrifying level at that. Frances sent him calmness as she addressed Ciel.

"Now Ciel, don't be so hard on him. You were the one to give your ring away thus (She said the word hard as he opened his mouth to speak.), making it easy for another demon to snatch it. While the circumstances may have caused you to do so, there is no need to taunt the demon. No one could have seen this coming. Who knows, maybe if Sebastian's arm was cut off, this other demon could have taken your entire soul and not just a piece."

Both of them stared at her bewildered. Sebastian placed a hand under his chin in thought, looking away.

"That is quite true." He muttered. He looked back up at her, "Thank you, my darling." He said.

She smiled feeling and seeing his thankfulness.

"You're welcome, my love." She said, her eyes soft.

Sebastian smiled back at her.

Ciel rolled his eyes, nearly blanching at the show of affection.

"Moving on from that." He said, lacing his fingers together, "How have things been here?"

She knew he knew the answer to that, but smiled and answered anyway.

"Things have been busy, but good. Thank you for making me head of the company and allowing me to run it in your… absence." She said.

"You're welcome. Now," He said, placing his head on his interlaced hands, "tell me about the company's progress and what all has transpired since we've been gone."

She smirked.

"You already know the answer to that, but I suppose I will comply. (The boy smirked further. Frances sat up straighter in her seat.) After waking up and changing into something more appropriate, I went into town where I found Agni and Prince Soma who took me to see the servants. Tanaka, however, was at the manor where I ventured to next. He gave me the papers and told me he was resigning as the head of the company. Thank you for keeping my oils and potions going, I greatly appreciate it."

"Of course." He said.

"After we went to the Townhouse, Tanaka showed me all of the businesses you are involved in. I had a few… unsavory men who were none too pleased that a woman took over for you, but I was able to show them that I could handle it by providing the numbers to them which instantly made them want to make deals with me. Some I took and some I didn't. (A smirk crossed her features.) There was one man, however, that did not like the fact that a woman could not only handle a business, but could also stand up for herself as well as have knowledge for the businesses. So much so, that he sent only two people to the mansion to try to… put me in my place."

Sebastian and Ciel looked at her with looks of amusement. Ciel covered the laughter that threatened to come out with a cough which he covered with his fist. He leaned forward in his chair.

"So I saw."

He tossed the newspaper onto the desk showing a picture of the two men lying on their back, slightly perpendicular to one another. One of the men had bent knees. Both their knives were bloody from the wounds they gave one another. Ciel lifted his head to show off his smirk.

"I want to hear about it." He stated.

She shrugged her shoulders and leaned back in the chair.

"There's nothing much to tell. As your bodyguard, I protected you with everything I had. I did the same for this manor, its occupants, and myself."

Both Ciel and Sebastian's smirks widened. She could feel their pride as she downplayed her actions.

"Very well. Are there any deals that you are working on at the moment?" He asked her, leaning into his chair and closing his eye.

She felt the nerves hit her, but held a small smile to hide her emotions as she sat up. Sebastian tilted his head at her feelings, wondering what was causing her nerves to arise.

"Yes, there is one. I told the Young Earl no at first, however, he challenged me to a game of chess. If he won, I had to think on it some more, if I won, I could say no. He won, but I'm still going to decline his offer.

"Why and with whom?" Ciel asked, leaning forward, once again placing his head on his interlaced hands.

Her eyes darted to Sebastian's for a brief second. The demon raised an eyebrow. Her eyes returned to Ciel's.

"He works in the cleaning industry. His name is Earl Alois Trancy."

Ciel furrowed his eyebrows. Frances could feel the recognition from him.

"You've heard of him?"

"I've heard his name here and there at a few balls, but have never met him."

She nodded, "I see. Anyway, I am going to decline his offer in person. I'll have Bard send a note to see if he's available on Tuesday."

"Very well." Ciel said.

He leaned forward even more and looked at her with an air of nonchalance.

"Since I have returned, I will resume as President of the Funtom Company. You shall be my Vice President yet President over your oils and potions."

Frances smiled.

"Thank you, Ciel." She said, inclining her head.

She was slightly nervous about this discussion, but was happy with the result. After a few seconds of silence, she asked an important question.

"Um… so how are we announcing your return to everyone?"

Ciel let out a tired sigh.

"Well, since you told everyone that I was checking on the Queen, I suppose we could say I was injured and fell into a coma that I finally awoke from. The public doesn't need to be made aware of anything. It is not that unusual for me to not make a public appearance for a month or so. The public can be addressed in two Saturdays at the River front for the repairs to the dams."

Frances nodded.

"What about the new Queen? She was most concerned when I told her that I hadn't seen you since we parted."

Ciel was surprised slightly by that. He thought it over for a few moments. Frances and Sebastian could feel the conflict within. Finally, resignation coursed through him. He sighed.

"I suppose I will have to assure her I can do the job as her Guard Dog, seeing as the former Queen was responsible for my family's demise. (He looked up at her.) Congratulations on receiving Damehood and being the Queen's Guard Dog."

"Thank you." She said, inclining her head.

There was another small pause.

"And what about family and friends?" Frances asked.

Ciel sighed, slightly annoyed and disgruntled about having to explain all this to everyone when all he wanted was peace.

"I understand your reluctance, Ciel. You have never really been a people person, however, Lady Elizabeth has missed you terribly. You've put her through two disappearances that aren't in any way, shape, or form (She said quickly as the boy opened his mouth to defend himself.) your fault, but she deserves at least a little cordial attitude from you. Her family and your friends as well. You can be kind to those who love you and still maintain your harsh attitude towards those that deserve it." She explained.

He sighed.

"We'll see." He muttered, waving his hand dismissively.

She smiled as she felt his resignation and reluctant agreement. She stood and curtsied.

"I'll see you later, Ciel." She said.

She turned and made her way out. Just before she left, she heard Sebastian speak.

"I shall escort her back to her Office."

"Do as you please." The boy said, dismissively.

Sebastian bowed and left the room after her.

Frances heard the door close and then his footsteps as he quickly caught up to her. Though, he remained just behind her. Once they got to her Office, he quickly walked past her and opened the door for her.

"Thank you." She said, stepping inside.

Once the door closed behind them, she turned to meet his red gaze.

"What is it that you only want to tell me and not Young Master?" He inquired.

"Because it doesn't pertain to the Young Master and is more… to do with us. (Malphas raised an eyebrow.) Alois Trancy has a butler… a spider demon butler."

Malphas' eyes widened, he gritted his teeth as they elongated, and his eyes glowed fuchsia with thin cat eye slits. In the next second, he grabbed her by the wrists and shoved her against the wall hard causing her to gasp.

"What happened?! Where did he touch you?!"

She whimpered and shivered as he tightened his hold on her wrists.

"He could see the little thing inside me. They tried to slip some sleeping tea into the Earl Grey tea they served me, but when they realized I was only fake drinking it… Claude, the spider demon, attacked me while he walked me to the servants' quarters to pick up Bard. We both got in a couple of strikes before he managed to pin me to the wall with me facing it. He complimented my soul as he did so, he made the mistake of releasing my wrist which I used to elbow him in the face. (Malphas grew a smirk at that and she could feel his pleasure and pride.) I made it to Bard and no other incident occurred until two nights before you arrived with the Young Master. I met with Claude outside. He demanded to know what I was. When I started to tell him I had no idea what he was talking about, he struck me with his spider webs, pinning my wrist and legs to the wall. He was soon upon me, pressing his body onto mine and intertwining his hand with mine which I broke out of repeatedly until he used his spider web to keep our hands connected. (Malphas' eyes slitted further and his grip tightened considerably. She closed her eyes, breathing through the pain. He loosened his grip just a bit. She opened her eyes and continued.) He asked again what I was, calling me dear. When I told him not to call me dear and to release me at once, he slid his hand down my body. I tried to break away from the web, but it was too tight. He said there was another way to get what he wanted. I could see and hear his tongue go across his lips as his head lowered to my neck (Malphas' hands tightened once more.) He was nearly there when Bard fired his gun. It startled him enough that he leaned away from me for a moment. He then gritted his teeth, his eyes glowed for a second, and then he told me he would be back. But, he has yet to return. I had Bard set flames to the spider's webs to make sure no little spider was in it. There wasn't."

It was silent for a moment. The demon's eyes were cast in shadow. He leaned his head towards her lips.

"Thank you for telling me. I will be delivering your punishment now." He murmured, darkly.

He kissed her lips in a bruising kiss causing a gasp to escape from the back of her throat. Her hands clenched and unclenched as his other hand trailed up and down her body as she shook.

She tried to close the ache between her legs, but the demon stepped between them and lifted her body, causing her to instinctively wrap her legs around his waist. He released her from the spine-tingling kiss. Enjoying her gasp for air and the lovely moans and come-hither whimpers that escaped her as he slowly rocked his hips against her so she could feel his private anatomy. He moved away from her lips down her jawline to her neck covering every inch with kisses, licks, bites, and sucks.

"Why didn't you tell me right away?" The demon asked, biting her neck.

She whimpered and gasped. Her body arching closer.

"B-B-Because (She gasped as he licked her neck.) we-we were (A sigh followed by a moan as he rocked into her again.) entangled and en-en (She gasped as he sucked her neck.) -enamored with ea-each other."

"Hmmm." The demon hummed as his fangs appeared and he bit into her flesh.

She arched closer with a gasp. Her hands wanting to hold him, but he refused. When her undergarment was nice and soaked did the demon finally, yet reluctantly pull away.

He looked down at her beautiful, flushed, red face. He warbled as his nose skimmed her nose. She whimpered quietly as she returned the gesture.

"My mate." He growled.

"Malphas."

He kissed her lips. She kissed him back. He released her wrists which instantly, greedily wrapped around his neck with a small noise of excitement. She played with the ends of his hair as their lips connected over and over. He pulled away, relishing her gasp. He caressed her cheek as she recovered. Her glazed over, lust filled eyes looked at him beautifully. Once she had recovered, he placed a kiss upon her forehead, tenderly.

"I'll let you get back to work."

She smiled gently.

"I love you, Malphas."

She leaned up and kissed his cheek. She smiled as she pulled away. He smiled back at her, slowly placing her back on her feet.

"I love you, Frances."

Once he was sure she was steady, he gave her one last smile before heading to the door and leaving the room.

Frances stood there relishing the feelings of desire he gave her. Once she recovered, she summoned a new pair of undergarments, went to one of the guest room's bathroom, and changed. She sent her soiled garment to the laundry basket in her room. She made her way back to her Office and get back to work.

As Sebastian walked down the hallway, he couldn't help the scowl on his face.

*That stupid demon, touching what is mine! Not just my Young Master, but her as well! I shall have to thank Bard and the others for stopping him from going further.*

That thought made the demon pause. She was changing him. He never would have thanked a human for anything… well… genuinely anyway, and yet… here he was having to thank three. But, if they hadn't… The demon struggled to maintain his human form. He felt the calmness from his love. He closed his eyes.

*Shh. I'm safe, my love. I'm all right.* He heard her thought she sent to him.

*Mate.* He sighed, calming down.

He took another cleansing breath.

*M-Malphas?* She questioned, surprised.

He chuckled, amused.

*Hello, sweet darling, miss me already?*

*H-How? (He could feel her recognition.) … Mark. (He could feel her confusion.) But, then how were you able to send me your thoughts before?*

He smirked, pausing in the hallway.

*We were connected before I placed my mark on you, though I could only hear them that one time when you missed me greatly. Now that I have my mark upon you, I will hear your thoughts and you will hear the thoughts I send you.* He sent her.

*…All of my thoughts?* She asked, a little shyly.

He chuckled, amused, picturing her blushing face.

*Just to communicate, my darling.*

*…Wow.* She sent him, amazed.

He chuckled once again.

*Back to work, little one.*

*Yes, Malphas.*

He smiled as he could feel her concentration as the conversation ended. He continued his way to the kitchen where he found Bard, Mey-rin, Finny, and Tanaka. They stopped conversing as soon as he entered. He stared at them in silence. It obviously unnerved them as their faces turned nervous. It amused him slightly, however, there was no need for them to worry.

"I want to thank you for protecting my Frances the other night and for your continued service in protecting her as well as the Young Master." He said.

The four of them smiled and nodded. Finny made a noise of happiness. Sebastian gave a smug smile and nodded. He left the kitchen to take care of his chores.

Night had fallen on Phantomhive Manor. Frances was still working away on the last little bit of paperwork when she felt his presence and then knock upon the door.

"Come in." She called.

He opened the door and bowed in the doorway.

"My Lady, dinner is ready." He said, rising from his bow.

"I am almost done. Just give me fifteen minutes and I'll head down." She answered.

"I shall wait for you, my Lady." He said.

She nodded without looking at him.

"Very well."

She finished as she said, fifteen minutes later, placing the last signed paper to the side with sigh. She stood from her seat, stretching her arms above her head and bending backwards slightly with a groan. A pop sounded as she cracked her back. She straightened back up and flexed her right hand a few times as she walked towards him.

"Thank you for waiting." She said, leaning up and kissing his cheek.

When she pulled back, she saw him smiling at her.

"You're welcome, my Lady."

She walked past him. He closed the door softly behind them. He walked beside her, leading her to the dining room. He held the door open. She gave her thanks. She walked in and spotted Ciel sitting at the head of the table. She went to his right side.

"Good evening, Ciel. I'm sorry for running late." She said, sincerely.

"No harm. Sebastian informed me of the amount of paperwork you had today." He said, dismissively.

She smiled and nodded before sitting down. Sebastian placed a tray in front of her and Ciel.

"Tonight's dinner consists of Parisian style flat meat with mashed potatoes and white rice with Assam tea."

"Smells delicious. Thank you, Sebastian." Frances said, placing her napkin in her lap.

"You're welcome, my Lady."

After a few bites of food, Ciel began to speak.

"What time does Lady… Lizzie usually show up?"

"Usually after breakfast and she stays until after dinner, about two hours before bedtime. Why?"

Ciel raised an eyebrow at her.

"We need to prepare for her visit tomorrow."

Frances' eyes widened.

"Tomorrow is Sunday." She breathed.

She turned and glared sharply at the butler in black. He blinked innocently at her.

"What ever is the matter, my Lady?"

"You made me forget what day it was." She said, still glaring.

The demon butler chuckled and gave a bow.

"My apologies, my Lady." He said, straightening from his bow.

*I can make you forget more than the days passing by.* He sent her, his eyes turning fuchsia as he looked at her lustfully.

She shook her head, blushing, ignoring his chuckle. She turned back to Ciel.

"We usually stay in the parlor or the library or the kitchen or the gardens or the music room. It depends on Lizzie." She explained, "And she stays until about eight. Are you and Sebastian going to be all right for that long?"

He gave a curt nod.

"We'll just stay in my Office." He stated.

She nodded.

"All right. I'll have Bard bring up your lunch and dinner. Breakfast we can share together, unless you'd like to have that in your room?" She asked, not wanting to push her boundaries too much.

The Young Earl smiled.

"Yes, we shall have breakfast together." He said, before continuing to eat his meal.

She smiled and nodded.

"All right." She said, before she too continued eating.

Once dinner was completed, Frances excused herself to work on her oils and potions.

About two hours later, she was finished for the night. She made her way into her room. She went to her dresser. As she made to reach for the drawer with her nightgown, she felt his presence behind her. She watched as his hand grabbed her wrist stopping her. She looked over her shoulder to meet his red eyes, seeing the hunger and passion within. A shiver coursed through her. A smirk spread across his lips. He leaned towards her ear.

"Another being touched you. I shall take off his scent as only my essence and scent shall be on you… and in you."

She shivered at the demon's voice. His other hand trailed down her backside causing another shiver and a pleased moan. The demon growled. He quickly shredded her clothing, picked her up and tossed her on the bed. She looked up into his glowing fuchsia eyes. He licked his lips with his demon tongue. She tried to reach for him, but he caught her right wrist while her other wrist was restrained. She looked up to see a tendril of darkness around her wrist, gently caressing her, but effectively restraining her. The same for her ankles, spreading her, showing her sweet place between her legs.

He lowered his head, covering her body with his naked own. He kissed her shoulder trailing down her arm with kisses, bites, licks, and sucks causing her to squirm, moan, pant, and whimper, calling out his name. The demon smirked and continued his sweet torture. His darkness released her wrist, his hand taking hers. Her fingers entwined with his. His tongue slid slowly and sensually around her wrist causing her breath to hitch, close her eyes, and let out a long moan. The demon hummed before he bit her wrist hard enough to draw blood. She yelped at the sharp pain. He instantly soothed it with a lick. A pleased warble/purr escaped him causing her to arch her back with a,

"Nngh!"

He chuckled darkly.

"You are mine (He kissed the top of her hand.) and mine alone (He kissed each of her knuckles.). No one (He kissed her thumb and pointer finger.) will touch you (He kissed her middle and ring finger.), but me (He kissed her pinky.)." He said.

"Malphas." She gasped, her hand clutching his.

He gently opened her hand and licked her entire hand. She squirmed under him, moaning loudly. He chuckled in delight.

"My mate." He murmured against her skin.

He bit, licked, kissed, and sucked under her arm. When he got to her torso, he placed a searing kiss on her side causing her to gasp and thrust her pelvis, making contact with his groin. He groaned loudly and thrusted back causing her to gasp and moan. She moved her arm to reach for him, however, he pinned that arm to the bed as well causing her to whine.

"Malphas!"

She gasped and arched as his teeth dragged across her skin. He chuckled darkly.

"That's right, my little mate."

He moved his lower body to her right side as her pelvis thrusted again. She whimpered when it didn't make contact with him. He licked a small scar she had on her side causing her to jerk and sigh.

"Only I (He kissed her hip with a small little lick.) will give you pleasure. Only I (He bit the top of her leg causing her to jerk as a moan slipped out.) will be permitted to touch you."

"Ye-Yes, M-Malphas!" She gasped.

He continued to bite, lick, kiss, and suck down her leg. When he got to her ankle, the tendril of darkness disappeared, only for him to grasp her heel with his clawed hand, and slowly lifted it to his lips where he slowly and sensually licked her ankle making her gasp then moan, pulling against her restraints again. He frowned slightly.

"You'll hurt yourself if you keep pulling, my darling." He said, kissing her foot.

"I-I can't help it. (She gasped as he bit the back of her ankle.) I want… need to touch… you."

He smirked against the skin of her thigh. He could feel it. Her need for him. But he loved the pleasurable torture he was submitting her to and feeling her feelings, her desire just for him, was doing wonders for his self-control. He wanted to take her and pound viciously into her, but he also wanted to get rid of his scent, even if it was no longer there. She would only be marked by him and only he would taint her in his essence.

"My Frances." He growled as he grazed her skin with his teeth.

She shivered and arched.

"N-Nngh!" She cried out.

He slowly bit, licked, kiss, and sucked up to her private anatomy where he paused. He took a deep breath, inhaling her arousal causing her to move her pelvis closer. The demon's tongue slid out, barely touching her entrance before moving to her inner thigh to place a kiss. He returned the tendril of darkness to her ankle. She gave a groan.

"Malphas! Plea—"

Her begging cut off with a sharp gasp followed by a moan as his clawed hands slid up and down her leg that he finished torturing at the same time he bit her thigh.

"Soon, my Frances." He growled against her skin, licking up her delicious blood.

Another moan escaped her lips as he trailed down her other leg. When he got to the bottom of the other leg, he allowed the tendril of darkness to disappear and lifted her leg. Her body trembled as he slowly licked around it, biting the top of it before trailing up her leg. At the same time, his other hand that had been going up and down her leg, slowly slid closer to her private anatomy. The tendril of darkness wrapped around her ankle once again. As he kissed the top of her leg where it connected with her hip, he slid two clawed fingers inside her. She gasped then moaned as he began moving them in and out of her. Her hips instantly thrusting in time with his hand. He smirked against her hip, softly biting it causing her to gasp then pant and moan as he continued his thrusts, adding a third finger into her dripping hole.

He continued to bite, lick, suck, and kiss all the way to her hand, where once again the tendril of darkness disappeared. Her hand reached for him, but he quickly grabbed it and licked all around her wrist before placing searing kisses all around it. She thrusted, not matching his thrust for a moment, but got back as he kissed and licked her fingers and hand. Once he was finished, he kissed, licked, sucked, and bit all the way to her spot on her neck, thrusting faster with her matching his pace. Her breaths coming faster, moans louder, and her body trembled fiercely, her hand clutching his tightly. The demon pulled away after placing one last searing kiss upon her spot. He watched her beautiful closed eyes fluttering, her mouth opened with pants and moans, the sweat of desire upon her forehead. A smile crossed his lips as he thrusted faster. She was close.

Malphas: I love~~~~~~~~ you.

In the next second, he watched as she arched her back, a scream of ecstasy escaped her lips, her juices flowing from her private anatomy covering his hand in so much of her essence. He continued pumping, though at a much slower pace as she continued to come undone. Once her juices stopped flowing, he slowly took his hand from her and brought it to his lips. A low moan escaped him as he tasted her. She tasted so sweet.

Frances heard the demon moan. Her body still trembled, feeling the incredible pleasure that he gave her. Her eyes slowly opened. Her vision was blurry. She blinked a few times. Once it cleared, her eyes met Malphas' glowing ones. All breath escaped her body as she stared at him as his eyes held her. It felt so… intimate. The way he was staring at her, clearly enjoying her juices. He continued licking her juices from his hand. Once he finished, he side-eyed her before slowly crawling over her.

"Frances." He growled, sensually.

"Malphas." She sighed, reaching for him.

Her wrists nor legs were bounded any longer. Her arms wrapped around his neck. She gasped as he slowly entered her. The two of them moaned as he pushed further inside her warmth.

"I love you, Malphas." She sighed.

He was all the way inside her now. She looked into his glowing eyes and pulled his neck down, lifting her own and kissed him deeply. Malphas growled deeply into the kiss, pulling to her entrance before slamming into her. He swallowed her moan of pleasure. One hand went to the back of her head, entangling his hand within her strands and held her tightly as he deepened the kiss. The other braced himself on the mattress. He savagely thrusted in and out of her as he attacked her lips. When he pulled away, her lips were bloody as were his. He relished her gasp. He licked the blood off his lips and gave another moan.

"You are mine. No one will ever touch you, but me! You will only be covered in my essence! Only mine! Do you understand, Frances?!"

"Malphas. Malphas. Yes, Malphas! Yes! I am yours as you are mine!"

"That is right, my Frances. I am yours as you are mine!" He growled at her as he ran a hand over her mark.

She jerked then arched her back.

"MALPHASSSSS!" She screamed.

"FRANCESSSSSS!" He roared.

They came undone at the same time, both of the moaning and purring.

Frances fell into the bed with a sigh. Malphas fell beside her, gathering her into his arms, stroking her back as he breathed heavily and purred happily. She wrapped her arms around his waist, snuggling into his chest, her heavy breath brushing his chest. She gave him a kiss upon it.

"I love you, my Malphas." She sighed heavily, laying her head down on his arm.

"MY Frances, I love you." He purred, placing a kiss upon her head.

Frances closed her eyes with a happy hum and a brilliant smile.