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You and Sebastian lay side-by-side, huddled together in a warm embrace. Your clothes were strewn about the room, and so for cover you lay beneath the duvet of your bed. Your bedroom curtains were open and you could see clearly the bright white moon hanging like a lantern in the night sky. You snuggled into Sebastian"s warm body as he wrapped his arm around you, holding you close. It had been several months since your fight with Dominic, and you had gone against your father"s hinted warnings about being intimate with Sebastian several times. Of course, your parents did not know about it, and it was not a bad thing. It was just...naughty.
Neither of you needed to say anything to make yourselves understood. You loved each other, and each other"s company, and there was nobody you preferred spending time with. Sebastian often sneaked away from the Phantomhive Estate in order to be with you, disobeying Ciel on every level even when the boy was asleep. Sebastian wouldn"t leave the house if he thought that Ciel would be in any danger, so of course his presence in your home, in your room and in your bed was evidence of Ciel"s safety.
You nuzzled your head against Sebastian"s strong chest and he pulled you closer, using his other hand to tug the covers up to your chest--he cared more about keeping you warm, but of course he enjoyed the sight of your naked body pressed against his. In fact, he had enjoyed it even more this particular evening because you"d been the one in charge while on top of him...
He smiled to himself and kissed the top of your head. You giggled and wriggled closer to him.
"You are positively adorable..." he murmured, sliding down the bed to bring his face level to yours. He kissed your nose and grinned as you blushed. "See? Adorable,"
You growled with embarrassment and rolled over, making sure to take some of the bedclothes with you to keep you warm now that you weren"t huddled up against your lover. "I am not adorable..." you protested weakly. It wasn"t just Sebastian"s insistent nature--insistent in that he really seemed to enjoy complimenting you. It was the fact that you were experiencing the aftermath of orgasm that he was so good at making you achieve. It had a habit of making you incredibly sleepy...
He chuckled and put a hand on your waist, using it to roll you back over to face him again. "Why are you hiding, my love? Am I making you blush?"
"N-no...Don"t be ridiculous," you grumbled. You could not resist smiling though--he could catch you out with that any time he felt like it.
"I find that difficult to believe," he murmured into your ear, just before kissing your cheek and forcibly dragging you back to look at him. "But if you continue to sway me with your impossible charm I shall have to do to you something unspeakably naughty..."
You smiled sweetly up at him, knowing that you had tired him out as well. That wasn"t to say that he wasn"t capable of ravaging you again, it just meant that it was more likely that he was content to simply lie there and relax with you. Besides, only a demon could tire another demon out. "Are you sure that you"re not too tired...?" you teased.
"If it means giving you a pleasure greater than Heaven I will never be too tired..." he whispered, stroking your cheek with a cool, gentle finger.
"Likewise," you replied lovingly, knowing that you would assuredly find the energy somewhere in order to go another round with him.
He chuckled. "I can see that you are very tired now, though..." he purred, kissing your forehead. "So I will let you sleep now,"
You whined a little in protest, showing him that you were still more than willing. However, he simply shuffled closer to you and rested his chin on your head, embracing you in his arms so that he could offer you that feeling of complete safety. And of course, you were in complete safety.
"Go to sleep, my angel..." he whispered. You smiled at the irony of his sweet words, but he"d told you on many occasions why he liked to call you that. You were a demon but you still had a good heart and a pure soul. You were as much the day as you were the night, and you were forever able to love wholly and unconditionally. The only person that applied to for Sebastian was you.
In his warm embrace you found yourself drifting off into a deep, peaceful sleep. You did not worry about what would happen come morning, because morning had arrived many times after a night spent with Sebastian and you had never been caught before. He would handle it as he always did. Knowing this, you had nothing to worry about and you fell into slumber.
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The sun was just beginning to rise when you slowly woke up of your own accord. You blinked several times in rapid succession, ridding yourself of the fuzzy sleep-vision that always plagued you in the mornings. You wondered when Sebastian had stopped holding you, but when you looked down at him you found yourself surprised that he was still with you--and asleep.
You didn"t think that he ever slept, but apparently this particular night had been an exception. You gazed down at his sleeping visage, so innocent and vulnerable for such a powerful demon, and smiled. He was the adorable one, now. You reached out and ever so gently stroked his hair, feeling the silky, obsidian strands slipping through your fingers. He stirred in his sleep and you retracted your hand quickly, cautious of waking him up. He did not wake, however, and instead snuggled up to you like a child cuddling up to a comfort toy or blanket. You were all-too happy to serve this purpose for the sake of watching your beloved snoozing happily beside you.
"(F/N)..." he murmured, still unconscious. You didn"t know the last time he"d been able to sleep, so perhaps the sleep he was getting now was so deep and the dreams so vivid that they felt real to him.
"Yes, darling...?" you whispered back to him, making a concerted effort to make sure that your voice was soft enough to be considered dreamlike. You didn"t want to wake him, after all.
He didn"t reply, but his hold on you tightened and he pulled you closer as if he knew that the object that he was cuddling was you. You waited a few minutes, patiently awaiting his next utterance.
"I...love..." he mumbled, clearly wandering the misty halls of dreamland without seeing the exit. "...you..."
Your heart melted to listen to him and you began to stroke his hair again to soothe him. You knew that he liked it--it was one of his cute little quirks. "I love you too..."
"Can I...?"
"Can you what?" you asked gently, wondering what was on his sleepy mind. "What is it, my love?"
He stirred and moaned a little in his sleep. A blush appeared on his cheeks, like he was speaking to you as if you were in the dream with him. Again his hold tightened on you, but this time only slightly. "I want to..."
You lay there quietly and waited for him to carry on. You continued to smile at his soppy, sleeping form all the while.
"...give you a f--,"
Your heart felt as though it was almost in your throat, anticipating his entire sentence. He was so deeply asleep that he could not, of course, form an entire sentence in one go. You desperately wanted to know what he was dreaming about, what was making him say these things. You continued to gently stroke his hair.
"--family..."
You felt a blush creep into your own face as he finally completed his sentence and continued to sleep on you. The happiness that consumed your being was almost overwhelming, and all you wanted to do was ask him if he really meant that or if it was just a dream. You didn"t have long to wait, for he woke up suddenly and sat straight up in bed, letting go of you in the process.
"...Are you alright, my love?" you asked kindly, softly rubbing his shoulder. He turned around and smiled sleepily at you.
"Yes, my sweet. I am alright..." he replied, blinking in a dazed fashion. "I...cannot remember the last time that I was able to sleep. That must be the magic you work on me..."
You smiled brightly at him and came forwards on your knees, hugging him from behind. You both looked out of the window and watched the sun as it continued to rise into the morning sky. "I am glad to be of service..." you murmured in his ear, just before kissing his neck. You so wanted to ask him about his dream, but you couldn"t muster the courage just yet...
"...Was I talking in my sleep?" he muttered, clearly slightly alarmed by the prospect.
"A little..." you giggled, pressing your cheek up against his.
He groaned with embarrassment and glanced at you out of the corner of his eye. "What was I saying...? I hope that it was nothing...incriminating,"
"No, nothing like that..." you whispered, savouring the feeling of skin against skin as you hugged him.
"Then may I ask what it was...?"
You sighed and contemplated skirting around the truth a little, but then you realised that he would work out that you were lying at some point anyway. "You said that you...wanted to give me a family..." you said gently, hoping that he wouldn"t take the news badly. He seemed to be more than just a little embarrassed at this point, after all.
"Oh...I see..." he said, pondering what you had said. "...What did you make of that?"
"I thought that it was very sweet..." you told him honestly. "I suppose it was only a dream, though, so there is nothing to be embarrassed about, darling,"
He let loose one small chuckle and turned to face you. "I wanted it to be real..." he admitted in a quiet voice.
"You really meant it...?" you whispered in surprise. Your heart was on its way to beating a million times a minute.
"Of course I did..." he said, just as the same blush as when he was sleeping began to appear on his face again. You smiled delightedly at him and hugged him even tighter.
"Well...We are lifelong mates, after all..." you whispered to him, already hinting to him what you were about to say. "...I think we can make it happen one day..."
He turned to you properly and smiled, pink dusting his cheeks in the most adorable fashion. He cupped your face with his hands and brought you in for a beautiful, tender kiss. "If you would allow me to be the father of your children, you would make me the happiest man alive..." he whispered, pressing his forehead gently against yours.
You could not help but smile back. "Nothing would make me happier..." you replied, so quietly that if he had been any further away he wouldn"t have heard you.
You sealed your unspoken promise with a soft yet passionate kiss, treasuring the impossibly sweet, tender moment with your beloved.