After Kurt gets over the shock of how being bonded to Sebastian has changed the both of them, now he gets close to an eternity to relish the perks.

I just thought I would check in on these two, seeing as we left them on kind of a bittersweet note. This takes place just a few months or so after the last chapter.

"So, how was the honeymoon?" Kurt asks, weaving an arm through Mercedes's as they rush down the sidewalk together, a late autumn breeze helping them along as they head for the curb to hail a cab.

"Oh my God! Cancún was gorgeous!" Mercedes gushes.

"Was it?" Kurt glances to his right and smiles at a stoic Sebastian standing beside him. His seraph looks stunning in a three piece suit underneath a full length, cashmere coat. He even went so far as to wear a scarf and gloves, even though he's completely unaffected by the October chill. To avoid suspicion, he employs his demon powers to add an appropriate splotch of pink to the cheeks of his human disguise, as well as to the tips of his ears.

"Oh, absolutely!" she says. "You should have seen it."

"I wish I had."

"The moment the two of you can get away, I highly recommend it," Mercedes says, leaning forward to include Sebastian in the conversation. "The water was so clear, we could see straight down to the bottom. And the fish! Oh! I never imagined fish could be so colorful! I had a tropical fish tank growing up, but the fish in it were always grey. Remember that, Kurt? Remember my ridiculous fish tank full of grey fish!?"

"I remember." Kurt nods and smiles politely as Mercedes continues on about the wonder that is Mexico and the Caribbean, biting his tongue because he knows what Cancún looks like. He's been there, several times. And not just to the beaches, but to the ocean floor and back. He knows what Egypt looks like from the top of the pyramids. He's basked naked beneath a full moon on the head of the Great Sphinx of Giza.

Kurt has even seen the planet Neptune, up close and personal.

He has no desire to go back.

Being bonded to a demon does have its perks, like the ability to travel around the world in the blink of an eye, explore places that mere mortals will never have the chance to see – the highest mountain peaks; the deepest, most inaccessible caves; the vacuum of space; the Earth's molten core.

Like Kurt's increased health and physical strength, which offers him the ability to do the type of outlandish, daredevil things he's always wanted to try but was too scared to do – skydiving, rock climbing, bungee jumping, tightrope walking.

But probably Kurt's favorite thing of all about being Sebastian's soulmate is Sebastian's insatiable sexual appetite.

And his ability to stop time in its tracks.

Three blocks away from The Four Seasons, Kurt notices Mercedes's voice begin to slow. The cars around them roll to a stop. The people rushing by stand stone still mid-step. The leaves on the trees, tumbling to the ground, stopping in thin air.

"Sebastian!" Kurt scolds, but with a smile on his face as his soulmate strips off his suit and morphs into his demon form. Normally, Sebastian wouldn't care an inch about the condition of his clothes. He'd let his body tear right through them. He could always glamour up a new suit, make the humans around them believe he was dressed. But the suit he's wearing, Kurt made for him for their nights out on the town. Kurt knows he doesn't have to considering Sebastian's phenomenal and varied powers, but he wants to. He wants to do special things for Sebastian because he loves Sebastian.

So Sebastian treats his suit like gold.

The same way he treats his human soulmate.

"Come on," Sebastian hisses, pulling Kurt from his best friend's side and taking him into his arms. "Just a quickie."

"The last quickie we had lasted three hours!" Kurt giggles as Sebastian starts to palm his ass, careful not to "accidentally" slice the clothes off Kurt's body with his razor-sharp nails.

"Yeah …" Sebastian grins, black lips splitting into a smile that would paralyze most humans where they stood. But it turns Kurt on like crazy "… but it was an awesome three hours, wasn't it?"

"Yeah," Kurt agrees. "It really was."

"We've got all the time in the world," Sebastian reminds him. "We can take a few hours for ourselves and fuck." He looks around Kurt's body at Mercedes stopped at the curb, arm raised to summon a taxi. After fifteen dinners and one weekend spent at her house in Manhattan, Sebastian found he actually likes her. She's a bubbly, energetic, compassionate, Christian woman, but Sebastian doesn't hold any of those things against her. She's Kurt's best friend and Sebastian was determined to make an effort to know her.

That wasn't seraph Sebastian's idea. That was the bit of Kurt embedded inside his soul that sometimes compels him to be a decent being.

But they haven't been completely honest with her. Mercedes knows Kurt's soulmate as human, 6' 2" with lightly tanned skin, brown hair, and green eyes - a recluse living off his trust fund, with no intentions of doing anything else with his life other than to make Kurt a happy man.

Kurt and Sebastian haven't told her that Sebastian's a demon. They haven't told anyone. They don't know how they'd be received by the public if they did. So, for now, it's their little secret.

Besides, it makes sex hotter that way, with no one knowing what Sebastian really looks like, the things he can do, or the changes that being bonded to him has brought about in Kurt - the scales hiding beneath Kurt's clothes, the way his tongue becomes reptilian … or the way his eyes glow red with Sebastian buried inside him.

"Where do you want to do this?" Sebastian asks, knowing that Kurt's not about to say no to him. They can't ever seem to say no to one another. "Right here on the sidewalk?"

Kurt looks down at the ground beneath his feet – hard, cold, and filthy. "Ugh! That would be a no."

"Okay," Sebastian says, rolling his red eyes. "Under the trees in Central Park?"

"Oh, sure. Just us and the muggers. Très romantique."

"Your penthouse then?

"How about …" Kurt rolls his eyes up as if thinking, but Sebastian knows he already has a place in mind "… Cancún?"

"Mmm." Sebastian chuckles, closing in on Kurt's neck – Sebastian's favorite spot to abuse. Kurt is so sensitive there, his skin so delicate. It shows a tremendous amount of trust in Sebastian that Kurt lets him suck and bite there, knowing the damage his tongue and teeth can do. "You're a naughty little minx. You know that, don't you?" Sebastian licks up Kurt's neck. A blistering, red trail forms beneath Sebastian's tongue, that turns to silver as it cools – the shadow of the demon that inhabits Kurt counteracting the burn, cooling his skin. The hot and cold clash in the chasm Sebastian's tongue creates on Kurt's skin, leaving a scar. And Kurt moans – so loudly that it makes the stars above them switch positions for a moment, then pop back in place.

"But you love me that way, don't you?"

"I love you anyway I can get you," Sebastian whispers, slowly slipping open the buttons on Kurt's shirt.

"Ooo, I like the sound of that," Kurt hums, helping Sebastian with the buttons, starting from the bottom up so he doesn't lose too many along the way. Sebastian is pretty good at not shredding Kurt's clothes, but when his hands start trembling with excitement – the way they are now – he can't always be held responsible for his actions. "How about you choose the where, and I'll choose the way."

"Deal," Sebastian says, shooting off into the air with Kurt in his arms. Kurt has long since gotten over his fear of flying, not that he ever had anything to fear in Sebastian's embrace. And the swoops that take over his stomach are only in anticipation of what might happen next.

But Kurt has plans of his own.

"So, I know I get to choose the place, but do you have any preferences?" Sebastian asks. "Hot or cold? Day or night? Wet or dry?"

"I don't care," Kurt says, clinging to Sebastian's body with nails driving into his flanks the way he knows Sebastian loves. "As long as it's a place with handcuffs."

"I was hoping you'd say that," Sebastian growls, especially after Kurt bares his fangs and drives them into Sebastian's neck. "Home it is."