A/N: Hello all! There are three bits of sexual content in this chapter! There is a line where it starts and where it ends!

Chapter Twenty: The Fifth Dose

The days continued to pass. Once again it was near the end of the month. Frances awoke in Malphas' arms. A smile spread upon her face as she wrapped her nightgowned arms around his waist. His hand that went through her hair wrapped around her waist, returning her hug. She snuggled into his black clothed chest, placing a gentle kiss upon it.

"Mmm. Good morning, Malphas." She greeted, lifting her head to look into his eyes.

His hand trailed down her back to her buttocks.

"Good morning, Frances."

He lifted her by her buttocks and kissed her deeply. She mewled quietly as his tongue explored every part of her mouth. Her hands trailed to his neck, her nails lightly scratching his chest and neck causing him to growl into the kiss. His nails traveled from her back, tracing four scars to her shoulder, neck, then grabbed her chin, tilting her face to devour her lips more forcefully. She moaned into the bruising kiss as her body squirmed with desire.

*Mine.* He growled.

She whimpered in response as she kissed him back, her arms tightened even further around his neck, her body arching closer to him.

*Yes.* She answered, her hands tightening in his hair, *I am yours as you are mine.*

He groaned. He rolled her over and straddled her, his other hand going to her hair, his fingers tightened in the strands on the back of her head. Their song grew louder as the warmth in their beings grew. She could feel his excitement, pleasure, and love. She shivered. Her hands tightened in his hair. Just as she was about to call his name in her mind, did he release her. He relished the gasp that escaped her lips. His lips pressed tenderly against the corner of her lips. His nose skimmed her cheek.

"My precious mate." He purred.

"Mal-ph-as." She breathed.

His hands moved down her body. She hummed as she arched. He chuckled lightly.

"Too tempting. (He kissed her cheek.) Come (He rolled them off the bed, placing her on her feet as she continued getting her breath under control.). We must get ready for the day."

He twirled her around. She laughed lightly, her breathing under control. She placed her other hand that he wasn't holding on his chest, looking into his happy eyes.

"My dancing demon." She sighed.

His hand gently caressed her cheek.

"My perfect dance partner."

He paused a moment. Frances' eyes widened. She could feel his arousal and excitement. He pressed her against the side table causing her to slightly sit on it as her back was pressed against the wall.

"Mal—"

"I need you, my Frances." He growled.

His sharp teeth grazed her ear. She shivered. Her hands flew to his shoulders and gripped them tightly. His darkness flooded the room, however, he remained in his human form.

He ripped her nightgown and undergarments off her. Her pelvis thrusted towards him. She could feel his smile.

"Talk to me, my Frances." He purred, his sharp teeth gliding down her ear to her neck.

"I-I need you, Malphas, please." She begged.

His smile grew into a smirk.

"Beautiful." He murmured.

He thrusted into her. She gasped, tears filled her eyes, and clutched his shoulders tightly.

"Malphas!"

He began to nibble her neck as he quickly moved in and out of her. She panted, moaned, and gasped. He too panted slightly as he moved in and out of her, his hands caressed her breasts, lightly pinching her nipples. They neared the peak quickly as they felt the need for one another. She let out a scream at the same time as he let out a roar. Her bottom lightly hit the side table. She breathed heavily, held in place by Malphas' hands on her breasts.

He slowly lifted his head, concern filled him. He hadn't meant to be so rough, however, he couldn't help himself. She was closer. It was almost complete and she had done so well. Frances lifted her head, feeling his concern as she still came down from their love-making. She shakily trailed her hands up to his cheeks. Her right hand brushed the long bang out of his eyes.

"I love you, Malphas." She breathed.

He smiled fondly at her. He nuzzled her nose. He looked into her eyes through his lashes.

"I love you, my Frances."

His lips pressed to hers. She kissed him back. Their song exploded loudly in their minds. They pulled away after a few seconds with her gasping for breath once again. He leaned against her forehead. His hand trailed up and down her sides. She shivered against him. A small whimper escaped as she felt the pain between her thighs.

"Mmm, irresistible." He murmured, "However, we must wait until later, my sweet."

She nodded.

"Yes, Malphas."

He smiled. He waved his hand, cleaning up their mess. He assisted her up from the side table. She nearly collapsed from the pain in between her legs. Malphas scooped her into his arms.

"I'm fine, Malphas." She said, sending him calmness.

"A bath will help. I ravished you rather roughly."

She curled closer to his warmth, nuzzling into his chest. He chuckled lightly. He carried her to the bathroom. His darkness dissipated after entering the room, returning to him. Frances smiled as she watched. Her hand reached up his shoulder, feeling the darkness caress her fingers and hand. Malphas gave a smirk, watching her from the corner of his eye. He filled the tub with warm water. Once it was filled, he slowly lowered her in. She slightly winced when the warm water hit her private anatomy. Malphas straightened to his full height. He bowed slightly.

"Excuse me, Frances. I must make the preparations for breakfast. Please stay in here until I return with your breakfast."

She nodded.

"Very well."

He straightened. He turned and walked out the door, leaving Frances to her bath. She let out a content sigh. Her mind wandered to the dances they shared last night. So many dips and spins and laughter and kisses. A smile spread upon her lips as she sang their song. She washed herself and did her hair. After she finished rinsing herself off, she relaxed in the tub, lightly running her fingers over the top of the water, pretending to play the piano as she sang.

Twenty minutes passed by when she felt him. Her smile widened. She opened her eyes as she finished 'The Jewel Song' from "Faust". Malphas' red eyes were calm as he smiled at her. He lifted her from the tub. The pain between her legs was gone. He dried her off with a towel. He quickly dressed her in a dark purple day dress with matching heels, her hair was placed in a messy yet elegant bun. He led her by the hand to her bed. She sat down. He released her hand. He rolled over the trolley with food.

"Today's breakfast is poached salmon with roasted vegetables and freshly baked bread. For your drink accompaniment, it's orange juice." Malphas announced as he removed the silver lid.

Frances smiled up at him.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

He moved beside her, wrapped his arms loosely around her waist, leaning his chin on her shoulder watching her eat. Once she was finished, they walked out of the room together. He with the trolley of dishes and her holding his arm. They arrived on the first landing of the stairs. Frances swung her body and left leg to and fro, swinging her body slightly in front of him. She leaned up as her body pressed against his and kissed his lips. He returned the kiss. Both of them feeling the tingles within. They released after a few minutes. She spun around elegantly on the tips of her toes. She glanced back at the demon with a bright, loving smile. The demon's eyes flashed their true nature for a moment. A warble escaped him. They both made their way to their respective destinations.

Frances had been in her Office for a few hours, going over reports for her oils and potions as well as the Funtom Company. A smile formed on her face as she felt him. She stood slowly from her chair. Her hand trailed from the top of her leg to her hip as she stepped sideways from her chair. She glanced sideways at the demon who had his arm stretched out towards her. A look of surprise was on his face. Slowly, a smirk spread upon his lips and lust filled his eyes replacing his look of surprise. He growled low as he advanced on her. She once again danced out of his reach. She looked over her shoulder with a playful smile. The demon's eyes flashed fuchsia. He was beside her in the next second. She grabbed his wrist that went to her waist. She grabbed the other wrist that went to her other side of her waist. He smirked. He spun her around into his arms, her back to his front. He slowly grinded his lower half into her, moving her body with it. She whimpered. He smirked.

"Mine." He growled into her ear.

Frances looked up into his eyes with a loving smile.

"Yes, I am yours as you are mine." She said, reaching up with her right hand to caress his cheek.

He warbled in pleasure, leaning into her touch. He picked her up, setting her in the crook of his arm. In the next second, they were in her room. He placed her on her feet as his feather darkness filled the room. Smokey tendrils and feathers fell from his form as he transformed. Frances watched him enamored. When he finished, his dark form reached out to her as she reached out to him. His clawed hand intertwined their fingers as his other clawed hand brought her closer.

His private anatomy poking her belly causing her to whimper. She leaned closer to his bare chest. Her tongue trailed from his sculpted abs to the top of his chest, shivering in absolute delight at the thick, warm, smokey chocolate tasting skin. The demon growled. He tossed her faced down on the bed. Her hips were lifted. She felt him slowly enter her causing a long moan to emit from her. Malphas looked at her blissful face in the mirror. Her eyes closed, back dipped, lips parted, her hands clutched the sheets tightly. He smirked, lowering his head. His tongue began to lick her scars. Frances twitched the second she felt his tongue tracing her scars. He growled as her twitch helped him ease his way inside her.

"Mal-ph-as!" She gasped.

He growled in response. One of his clawed hands reached up and played with her nipple while the other ran up and down the side of her luscious body. Her hand reached up and gripped his shoulder, her nails digging in. When he was almost all the way inside, they both thrusted. They let out harmonized, sinful moans. Without waiting for him to adjust inside her, she began to move off his length about halfway before pushing herself back on it. Malphas gave a sharp gasp. His deep moan echoed through the darkness. A smile spread upon her face when she heard the deeps moans and felt his pleasure mirroring her own.

"Malphas." She purred.

His tongue left trails of his saliva over her scars which caused her to shiver. She moved faster against him. He growled. He pulled out of her and spun her on her back. He entered her quickly. A cry escaped her lips at the demon speed action. His mouth covered her own, his tongue entered her mouth. Frances' hands wrapped around his neck as her legs wrapped around his waist. He swallowed every delicious whimper, moan, breath, and call. His clawed hand caressed and pinch her nipples. Their passion continued to grow as loud as their song, lifting them higher. His marked hand ran over her mark. He swallowed her gasp as they both twitched and came undone with their combined pleasure. The song held the last note high and long. Malphas released her lips, allowing her head to fall onto the pillow. She purred quietly as she tried to get her breathing under control. Malphas nudged her nose as his warble/purr grew louder.

"Frances." He purred.

His clawed hands trailed down her body. She shuddered against him. They both groaned as they were still entwined. Unable to help himself, he moved in and out of her as he held her hips. Her hand trailed to his shoulders then up his neck where he shuddered lightly as she brushed against a sensitive spot. He moved using his demon speed. Her back arched as she clutched his neck and the edge of his chin.

"Malphas!" She gasped as she went over the edge again.

The demon let out a snarl of pleasure as her pleasure brought out his.

He collapsed into his body first, leaning his head against her neck, listening to the fast rate of her heart. He pressed a kiss to the fast throbbing pulse. She arched her neck, giving him more access as she purred. Her hands wrapped around his neck once again, her hand running through his hair. She leaned up and kissed his cheek.

"I love you, Malphas." She murmured against his skin, her tongue darting out for a moment.

A louder purr escaped her lips.

Malphas smirked. He leaned back to look into her flushed face, eyelids that struggled to stay open, a smile upon her open lips that let out purrs and pants. His right hand reached up and gently caressed her cheek.

Malphas: I love~~~~~ you, Frances.

Her smile widened as her eyes closed, her breaths evened out, and her purrs became louder.

Malphas stared at his beloved creature. She was nearly his for all eternity. Today, tonight, and next month were the last of the transformation cycle. He would never let her go. His hand went to her chin and repeatedly rubbed it.

"Mine. Completely mine."

She purred louder in response, snuggling closer to him. They both groaned as they were still entwined. He found it adorable that her purrs were becoming more constant than they were before.

"Precious kitten." He murmured, kissing her lips.

She sighed into his kiss. Malphas pulled away after a moment. He stayed in her warmth, gently caressing her chin, cheek, and occasionally her hair until it was nearly time to feed her his blood. He reluctantly pulled out of her. With a wave of his hand, their evidence of pleasure was cleaned up. He cradled her into his long arms, settling her into his lap without waking her. She curled closer to him. He smiled fondly at her. She was so tiny when he was in this form. Though… all humans were. He moved a piece of hair from her face. She leaned into his touch. He looked at his pocket watch. It was time. He bit into his wrist, tilted her head up slightly, and parted her lips. He held his bloody wrist to her mouth. She swallowed his blood, greedily.

"Yes, my mate. Muta corpus, muta sanguinem, perfundat animam tuam tenebrae.*"

Once the eleven drops were administered, he took his wrist from her mouth. He smirked in amusement when her tongue darted out as if to receive more. As his wound healed, he lightly nuzzled her nose, feeling her tongue lick his lips. A low growl escaped him. His eyes snapped open. His fuchsia eyes shimmered with the thinnest slits.

"Mine." He growled.

She started convulsing, stretching, and contorting. Gasps and whimpers escaped her throat.

"The pain will dissipate soon, my strong Frances. Yes, you are my strong Frances." He whispered soothingly as he ran his hand through her hair as he held her changing body against him.

After a minute had passed, her body relaxed into the dark beings' arms with an exhausted groan. He tenderly kissed her forehead.

"Such a strong human." He cooed.

He gently ran his hand through her hair, all the way down her soft body. He allowed her to rest for an hour. He reluctantly left about half an hour into her rest to ensure Baldroy was taking care of lunch as was his duty, but not before placing his blanket of feathers on her. She curled into a ball like a cat might. He couldn't help the blush on his face. He made his way to the door, transforming and calling his darkness back. He gave one last look at his sleeping kitten before closing the door behind him to take care of his duties.

"…ances. Frances, my love. Come, my darling, it is time to wake up."

Frances yawned and stretched her body out, wincing slightly at the pleasantly sore area between her legs. Her eyes fluttered open to see Malphas' human face in front of her, his red eyes looking at her fondly. She blushed slightly, averting her gaze. He chuckled softly. He leaned down and kissed the corner of her lips. She tilted her face up towards him. He pulled away after a second.

"Precious." He cooed.

She looked up at him with a loving smile. Her hand reached up and gently caressed his smooth cheek. He leaned into her touch, warbling/purring.

"I love you with all my heart, with all my soul, with all my being."

Malphas' warble/purr grew louder. He pulled her into his arms and kissed her long and deep. Her arms wrapped around his neck, kissing him back just as feverishly. They pulled away after a few minutes with her gasping for breath. He nuzzled her cheek.

"So tempting." He murmured, "If I don't have you eat now and allow you to return to your work, you will be behind schedule. We cannot have that."

He pulled away from her to see her pout slightly, however, he felt her resignation, knowing he was right. He placed her on the edge of the bed. He swallowed the flood of need as he turned to the trolley he left by her side table. He rolled it over to her.

"Today's lunch consists of pot roast with creamy mashed potatoes and fried rice. For tea it is Ceylon from Her Majesty's blend." Sebastian announced, removing the lid to reveal the plate of food.

Frances smiled.

"Thank you, Malphas."

"You're welcome, Frances."

He stepped back, watching her eat everything. Once she was finished, he dressed her in the purple dress that she wore earlier. They walked out of her room and separated with him spinning her on the tips of her toes. She giggled. When she stopped, she kissed him lightly on the lips. He kissed her back. He pulled away. He made his was down the stairs. On the third step, he turned back and winked at her. A blush filled her cheeks. He smirked. She finally turned and went back to her Office to return to her work.

Frances was cleaning up her oils and potions when she felt some unsavory sorts were coming to the manor.

*Not to worry, my darling, I shall attend to them.*

She smiled and nodded.

*Very well. I'll bring the Young Master to dinner. No need to escort us.*

He smiled and bowed with his hand on his chest.

*Thank you, my lady.*

She smiled.

*You're welcome.*

Frances finished cleaning up and hung her apron. She made her way down the hall to the Young Master's Office. She knocked on the door.

"Come in." The Young Master called.

She opened the door. She entered the room to see the Young Master with his head on the table. Piles of paperwork on his left.

"I hate paperwork." He muttered.

Frances smiled softly.

"It's not all bad." Frances said.

Ciel lifted his head and gave a small smile. She walked further into the room.

"After all, I help with the paperwork too."

"True. Thank you, by the way."

She smiled as she stood next to his chair.

"You're welcome."

He nodded. He stood from his chair. He walked around his desk and went to her. She turned with him to walk side by side to the door. Once they were through the doorway, she closed the door behind them. They made their way to the dining room. Frances smiled as she felt Malphas return right as they made it to the dining room door. It opened revealing Sebastian's smiling face.

"Good evening, my lord, my Lady. Dinner tonight is chicken with fried potatoes."

They walked to their respective chairs. Frances smiled at him, thanking him as her fingers brushed against his. He smirked at her.

Dinner was a silent affair as it usually was. When they were finished, Ciel invited her to play chess with him. She accepted. As they made their way to the door, he ordered Sebastian to distribute the paperwork to where and whom it needed to go to. The butler accepted the order with a bow. When Frances reached to door, she turned back to give him a smile. His eyes met hers. A smile grew on his lips.

*Until later, my Lady.*

Her smile widened. She gave him a nod.

*Until later, my crow.*

He smirked.

Frances and Ciel made their way to the game room. She helped him set up the pieces. The game began with Ciel moving his piece first.

Several rounds passed by with Ciel winning most of them, however, Frances did win twice out of the five rounds they played. After he check-mated her, the door was knocked upon. It opened revealing Sebastian.

"Pardon me, my lord, my Lady. It is time to prepare for bed."

Ciel ignored him for a moment. He stood from his seat.

"Good night, Frances."

"Good night, Ciel."

Ciel began to walk towards the butler. Once he walked past him, Sebastian sent her a seductive smirk. A shiver of anticipation coursed through her soul. His smirk widened. He sent her a wink with a finger on his lips. Another shiver coursed through her.

*Malphas.* She sighed, mentally.

Malphas' smirk widened even further.

*My mate.* He purred.

He closed the door behind him. Frances smiled in anticipation. She cleaned up the chess pieces, placing them back in their appropriate places. Her hand paused over the two black knights. Her fingers lightly trailed over them. A smile formed upon her lips. She placed them in the box. She put the box back on the shelf. She walked out the room, closing the door behind her. She made her way to her room. She went through her nightly routine—freeing her hair from its hairdo, placing the rubber bands into her bathroom drawer, brushing her teeth, and stripping herself completely naked. She laid down on the covers, awaiting Malphas' arrival. She didn't have to wait long.

Darkness swirled around the room from every shadow. His black feathers fell around the room. Her heart pounded in her chest, a whimper of yearning escaped her lips, her lower region became wet. She went to turn her body as she lifted her leg when she felt his tendril of darkness wrap around her shoulder, pushing her flat on her back. She opened her eyes to see his glowing fuchsia eyes filled with lust, desire, and love. Her hands went to his bare chest and ran up the smooth, thick skin of his abs. The demon's eyes closed as a low pleased rumble coursed through him. She smiled. She turned him over so she was on top of him. He blinked in surprise for a moment, then his eyes closed, a moan fell from his lips. She followed the trail of her hands with her tongue from his stomach to his neck. Her arms wrapped around his neck as she buried her head into it, inhaling deeply. She shivered at his smell. He smelled just as he tasted, of melting smokey chocolate.

"My Malphas." She purred happily, softly biting his neck.

The demon groaned, tilting his head to the side to give her more access. His clawed hands reached around to her back. One hand rested against her buttocks as the other traced her scars, a quiet purr began emitting from her.

"Precious kitten." He murmured, his breath fanning her head.

A blush filled her cheeks causing her to nuzzle her face into his neck. Malphas gently reached up and pulled her arms away from his neck. He leaned back looking at her face. A chuckle escaped him. Her face turned darker as she averted her gaze and head. Malphas spun them around as he grabbed her chin and pulled it back towards him.

"Frances." He whispered, gently.

Her eyelashes fluttered as she turned her gaze to him. His fuchsia eyes bore into her with gentle love. Her heart skipped a beat at the look. He leaned his face closer to hers.

"You are my precious kitten, my strong human, my accepting, protective, loving, intuitive, loyal mate."

Her heart soared at the words; tears filled her eyes. She moved her hands from his grip and cupped his cheeks, her pinky moving his strand of hair from between his eyes.

"My breath-taking, kind, beautiful, protective, obsessed demon of darkness. I love you."

Malphas' black heart skipped a beat. He knew now, when she learned of what has been happening to her, she would accept it. His smile widened into an open mouth grin.

"I love you, Frances."

He lowered his head as she raised hers. Their lips met and their song exploded loudly through their souls. His hands gripped her waist as her arms slipped around his neck, one hand went to his hair while the other went to his wings. He slowly filled her, swallowing her short gasp. She tried to break the kiss, but he refused, pushing his lips against hers as her head hit her pillow, preventing her from pulling away. Her hands ran through his silky hair as he swallowed a come-hither gasp. Her hands made their way up his head. She felt the curve of his horns. Malphas groaned into her mouth. The both of them thrusted then moaned, yet he swallowed that as well. Frances' fingers wrapped around his horns and pulled. Malphas growled loudly, releasing her lips. Frances gasped loudly, inhaling gulps of air. Her hands slightly loosened their grip as she continued to even her breathing. Malphas nuzzled her cheek. He gave it a soft lick. His tongue trailed down her cheek to her neck. She shivered. They both groaned again. He began moving in and out of her. She let out a pleased sigh, her breath mostly back.

"Malphas." She breathed.

"My Frances." He rumbled against her throat.

His tongue continued to trail her neck until he got to her sensitive spot. She gasped when he reached it. Her hands tightened on his horns and her hips would have missed his thrust, however, he knew her body well and thrusted at the right time causing her to moan. He bit, licked, kissed, and sucked on her spot as her hands trailed up and down his horns. He warbled in pleasure. His hands roamed across her body, tracing her scars from the whip, loving touching each of her marks that he revamped with his own, touching her breasts, making her body sing. Her hands went lower still to his hair, pushing it back as far as it would go to his horns. Malphas enjoyed her touch, warbling loudly. His nose nuzzled her skin. His warble/purr and her purrs grew louder as their feelings continue to rise until they both went over the edge with a roar and a cry of their names from the other.

Malphas fell into his body first, leaning into Frances' hair, inhaling the rosy scent, greedily. He felt her twitching against him as her head leaned back, her hands ran up and then down his horns. He lifted his head to look into her pleasure induce eyes. Her left hand moved the bangs from his face as her right hand trailed down his forehead to the feathers above his right eye. She gently stroked them as she got her breath back. Malphas' warble/purr stopped for a moment as his breath hitched. She continued to lightly caress the feathers above his eye. His warble/purr began again, louder than before. He nuzzled her palm with his nose.

"Frances." He warbled/purred.

Her other hand trailed to his cheek, caressing it lovingly. Her breath was even. She slowly opened her eyes to look at the demon nuzzling her hand. She smiled warmly. Her hand caressing his feathers slid down to the ones under his eye. He reopened his eyes and looked at her with such fondness and love. She leaned up and kissed him deeply. Malphas' arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her even closer. They both moaned softly into the kiss as more of his length slid inside her. She bit his lower lip slightly for a few minutes before releasing it from her teeth. His right hand gently reached up and cupped her cheek. Their thumbs traced each other's cheek bone.

Frances: I love~~~~~ you, Malphas.

Malphas: I love~~~~~ you, Frances.

They sang at the same time. They shared a smile and right after Frances went to sleep. Her hands slipped from his face. He gently caught them. He brought them to his lips and placed a gentle kiss on both of them. He lowered them to her sides. Malphas stared at his mate. She continued to amaze him time and time again. He wondered what changes would occur after her transformation was complete. He would remind her who she is when it came down to it as after all, her human traits are the reason why he fell in love with her in the first place. He knew the change would be difficult, however, he would help her, even if she should try to push him away. He would never let her go.

"Mine." He growled, his fuchsia eyes glowing brightly, "You are mine."

He waited slightly impatiently for midnight to appear. Once it neared, he pulled himself out of her. She slightly stirred for a moment before she settled down. He cleaned the both of them up with a wave of his hand. He gathered her into his arms once again. Once it was eleven fifty-nine, Malphas fed his mate the eleven drops of blood. She swallowed each and every one.

"That's it, my mate. Drink it all." He praised, "Muta corpus, muta sanguinem, perfundat animam tuam tenebrae."

He took his hand away and waited. It didn't take long. Once the clock struck midnight, the full moon glowed directly above the manor in time with the glowing purple symbol under her bed. Her body started convulsing, stretching, snapping, and contorting. Gasps and whimpers escaped her lips. Malphas held his jerking mate close to him. He pressed a kiss to her forehead.

"Such a strong creature." He purred against her skin.

After sixty seconds passed, the glowing stopped and her body relaxed against him with an exhausted sigh. He tenderly kissed her once again. He laid down, straightening her body against him. Her right arm wrapped around his waist while her left rested on his chest with her head. Malphas wrapped his arm around her while the other went through her hair. He squeezed her tightly.

"Mine. Soon for all eternity." He growled, his fuchsia eyes glowing hellishly.

The following morning, Frances awoke listening to the warble/purr that emitted from the demon. A smile spread upon her lips as she wrapped her left arm around his waist, squeezing slightly. Malphas stopped his ministration though her hair and returned the hug, warbling louder as she rubbed her nose against his chest. She pressed a lingering kiss upon his chest. She sighed, happily. She lifted her head, meeting the demon's piercing fuchsia eyes. Her left hand drew random designs on his chest as her right hand ran up his chest. His eyes closed as his warble/purr grew even louder. Her smile widened. Her hand caressed his neck, making him shiver. Her hand cupped his cheek. Her hand gently stroked his cheek. Malphas' hands roamed up and down her back. She purred happily. Malphas' eyes reopened to look at her lovingly.

"Good morning, Malphas."

"Good morning, Frances."

They greeted at the same time. They leaned in towards one another, sharing a loving good morning kiss. They pulled away after a few minutes with her gasping for breath. Malphas relished his love's gasp, continuing running his hands up and down her back. He nuzzled her nose, placing a gentle kiss upon it. She opened her eyes with a bright happy hum of their song. She slid off his body, slid out of bed, grabbed his clawed hand, and dragged him out of bed. The covers settled back onto the bed.

"Come." She commanded, "Another day is waiting for us."

She spun around, holding his hand high above her. She giggled when she stopped herself. She turned to walk to her closet. Malphas' smile widened at his energetic mate. He wrapped his arms around her waist. She tilted her head up with her adorable, confused look. That bright smile that rivaled even Heaven's grace spread upon her lips. She leaned up as he leaned down. The two of their lips embraced one another's. Malphas swung his hips into her. She whimpered into the kiss. Her hands wrapped around his neck from behind her, pulling him closer, deepening the kiss. They pulled away with her sighing for air, leaning against Malphas' strong form. Malphas nuzzled his nose into her neck.

"Mine."

"You are mine as I am yours." She agreed, turning in his arms, her arms once again wrapped around his neck, her body pressed flush against him.

Malphas opened his mouth, letting out his warble of pleasure. He lowered his head, nuzzling her nose. The two shared another kiss. They pulled away with her gasping for breath. Malphas' warble grew louder. She lowered her hand to his cheek.

"Will you dress me, please? I would like to help prepare breakfast this morning."

He leaned his forehead against hers.

"As you wish."

In the next second, she was dressed in a light purple day dress with a dark purple fabric in the center of the dress where it flared out at her waist. Her hair was done up in two buns both with purple roses in the center. Upon her feet were dark purple heels to match the dark purple fabric of her dress. She smiled prettily at Malphas. He returned her smile, showing off his fangs. She watched as he transformed back into his human form. Once he was done, he was in his butler uniform once again. He tightened his gloves. He held out his left hand for her.

"Shall we, my Lady?" He asked, looking at her from the corner of his eyes.

She accepted his hand.

"Let's." She agreed.

He lifted her hand to his lips and pressed a gentle kiss. He lowered her hand into the crook of his arm and led her to out the door to begin their day.

*Muta corpus, muta sanguinem, perfundat animam tuam tenebrae means change the body, change the blood, let the darkness flood your soul.