Chapter 17: Parting?

Katherine sighed and rolled into Michaelis' open arms as he brought his heart and breathing rate down. The night had slipped into day, and Michaelis had wordlessly slipped in and out of her, in and out of the room, and all around the Manor, attending to the various needs, before racing back to relieve their own, once more. Now the two of them felt the heat of their lovers bodies, and Katherine placed her hand on his chest, snuggling into his rock hard body. He twisted and wrapped both arms around her naked back, slowly letting his nails trace patterns into her lower back.

"Don't leave," he said, kissing the top of her head.

"I heard of some new marks opening in the area," Katherine said, turning to look at him through long lashes. "I know London has them all the time. But I didn't know if it was too close. Questioning can get old."

He was silent for a moment and sighed, knowing that delivering marked hearts would be considerably more difficult near him. Both sides knew what their marks meant.

"If we could share a bed every night," he replied, his right hand coming and cupping her chin. "I want you to stay."

"The Earl," she pointed out.

"He is so young and absent minded at times, I could have a whole wing of cats and he not know."

She giggled and kissed his chest, rolling to lay on top of him. Her breasts glided over his chest and his breath caught for a second.

"And you are telling me that there isn't a room already full of the fluffy balls of cuteness?"

A wicked smile came over Michaelis' lips as he pulled her face back towards his and kissed her deeply. Their tongues danced and his hands roamed, as hers wrapped around his neck and pulled his head off the pillow and into space. She shifted and sat, naked, across his lower stomach, his cock growing excited by the visual and her body scraping over his. He had always been a sexual creature - demons could always be counted as having a high libido - but Katherine's body was one of the most tantalizing ones he had seen, and then enjoyed. Long ago he admitted to being the one who gave her the more revealing dresses she received from Howard when she was human, always spending the night wishing to be with her and slip it off, slip into her, and enjoy the body his cruel master had always criticized. Now, as he slipped back into her depths, he smiled, knowing that the ripped soul of her once, long ago, fiancee, would never take the joys of her flesh.

"Stop thinking," Katherine said, leaning into his neck as she rocked on his cock. "Just be with me now."

He turned and looked into the grey eyes of his half angel, half demon lover.

"Yes, my Queen."

*waves to all* ok, my dears... I think this is a good end for this little run. I may do another story with these two crazy kids - Seb/Kat, or maybe even Grell/Will... But if you like more of the "original cast" - I suggest "Maybe, In Time" - dude, that one, has a spin off already in my computer ready to go.

Thank you, really, for reading this little part of my brain. :)