Author's Notes: I couldn't resist adding another chapter for the cliché morning after. This chapter is based off the BTVS episode Wrecked which follows Smashed. Again, it is not necessary for readers to have seen the episode to understand this story. Enjoy!

Some dialogue is directly from Wrecked. Credit goes to Marti Noxon.

For the first time in months, Ciel woke up warm. Since becoming a demon Ciel had become physically and emotionally numb, forcing Sebastian to participate in a pretense of his role as Ciel's butler simply to have some sense of normalcy. For months all Ciel had done was existed, exhausted with life long ago.

As he opened his eyes to the warm sunlight, he realized something even warmer was underneath him, limbs cradling him in an equal parts tender and possessive grip. Seeing his still asleep naked butler, panic and confusion suddenly seized him as he flung his also naked self out of Sebastian's arms with a gasp.

Sebastian awoke with a smug smirk that Ciel hadn't seen since he had become a demon, muddy brown eyes glowing at his young master-turned-lover.

Ciel looked around in awed horror at the destruction of the once grand mansion. Debris surrounded the pair, the floor covered suspiciously with black and blue feathers. The sun shined brightly through a large crater where a ceiling and several floors used to be.

"When," Ciel swallowed voice hoarse from screaming in pleasure, "when did the building fall down?"

"I don't know," Sebastian responded in an amused tone, "It must have been sometime between the first time and the…" Sebastian trailed off with a wicked chuckle as Ciel blushed, both unable to recall just how many times they had coupled last night.

"Oh my God!" Ciel whined in embarrassment as he tried not to stare at Sebastian's bruised and lacerated body.

"I have been called many names in my time, but you give me far too much credit, my love," Sebastian stated teasingly.

"Shut up and don't call me that," Ciel hissed.

"You didn't seem to take any issue with it last night, or with any of the other little naughty words we whispered, my sweet little lord," Sebastian purred.

Ciel became even redder at the mention of last night.

After the initial coupling, the two demons' bodies had been like magnets, unable and unwilling to separate even for a moment. Despite it being Ciel's first time of having any kind of sexual relations, he proved to be a passionate lover.

Sebastian, however, was downright sinful in his lovemaking for there was no other word for what they had both actively participated in beneath a blood moon that seemed to glow with an amethyst tinge. Sebastian had alternatively cooed and hissed to Ciel in between thrusts just how beautiful, perfect, and special his young master clearly still was to him despite being a spawn from hell.

"Gorgeous, every single, perfect inch of you is exquisite, my perfect little fiend. Do you have any idea how long I've desired to spoil this glorious, perfect little body of yours? That's right my little one, call out to me. Say my name; tell the world who you belong to. Mine, you're mine, my delectable love, every last inch of you belongs to me. My beautiful little soul."

Ciel had responded to Sebastian's ministrations and filthy words with just as passionate ones of his own.

"Yes, yes Sebastian please! Harder! Faster, you evil bastard! God I hate you, you wicked, malevolent, ngh magnificent devil. Want you, need you, please. Is that the best you've got, AH! come on you damn demon, touch me, touch me please. Yes, there, God there! Spend with, fill me up, yes. God want you, always want you. Mine, my butler, my devil for all eternity. Stay with me please. Don't ever leave."

"Getting shy on me now, my wanton little fledgling," Sebastian murmured teasingly, curling a leg around Ciel and pulling him down into his arms, jolting Ciel from the memories of their various couplings last night.

"Now, no need for that, not after last night, especially when there are so much better things we can do this fine morning," Sebastian slid his hand teasingly up Ciel's bare thigh, slowly making its way towards Ciel's hardening cock.

Embarrassed of his own arousal, Ciel squirmed trying to escape his lover's possessive embrace.

"Stop it, you bastard!"

"Make me," Sebastian responded with a sultry grin, silencing Ciel's protest with passionate kisses.

"Oh God!" Ciel moaned as Sebastian flipped him over onto his back, marking his neck with wet kisses. Sliding a thigh smoothly between his dear master's legs, Sebastian gently grinded against Ciel's now fully erect member.

"I knew it; I knew the only thing better than devouring your precious soul would be to claim you as my lover."

Ciel blushed, a pleasant tingle dancing up his spine at the word "lover."

"Sebastian, please," Ciel pleaded.

"Such pretty begging. Tell me what is it you want, my fickle little master," Sebastian questioned as we rubbed his wet, lubricated cock against Ciel's entrance.

"Oh for God's sakes, just fuck me, Sebastian please," Ciel demanded as he canted his hips upward towards Sebastian's warm body.

"My, such harsh language! Tell me, is that an order, my lord?" Sebastian asked mischievously, slamming his thick cock into an impatient Ciel.

"Ah! Oh God, yes Sebastian, please just fuck me, ngh fuck me," Ciel whined as the burning pleasure began to spread like wildfire throughout his body, head twisting back and forth as Sebastian pounded his most sensitive spot.

"That's it, my sweet. By Lucifer, you were meant for this, taking my cock so well into your flawless body. Wanted you from the moment I smelled your pure, indomitable soul. It's okay, you can release. Please spend for me, with me, my sweet, sweet master. Yes, that's it, that's it my perfect thing. Te amo, te amo tantum, Ciel!"

Ciel screamed out his release as Sebastian marked inside him with thick, pearly ropes of semen. Spent, Sebastian collapsed onto his young lover's equally sated body, both demons panting from their mutual spending.

"You bastard," Ciel murmured contently, caressing Sebastian's back as if in search for the soft black feathered wings his lover had sported last night.

"'Ana 'uhabbuk jiddaan ya alkamal alttaghiat qalilanaan maghriatan," Sebastian cooed in Arabic as if neither English nor Latin were sufficient enough languages to express his adoration for Ciel.

"Shut up," Ciel responded, but with an affectionate tone. Sebastian nuzzled his lover with cat-like affection.

"So, is my lord ready to act like a proper little demon rather than the spoiled little earl that he no longer is."

"I'm still your earl, butler, and don't you ever forget it."

"Of course my little demon earl.

"Good, now go fetch me some clothes worthy of an earl and then afterwards we'll see if what's left of this mansion is salvageable."

"Yes, my lord," Sebastian responded with his amused grin. After all, if he couldn't clothe and shelter his demon lover, what kind of butler would he be.

Author's Notes Cont.: "Te amo, te amo tantum," roughly translates as "I love you, I love you so much,"

"'Ana 'uhabbuk jiddaan ya alkamal alttaghiat qalilanaan maghriatan," roughly translates as "I love you too, my perfect alluring little tyrant."

Any and all mistakes are blamed on Google translate (and my lack of having a sexy demon butler to murmur pretty Latin and Arabic words into my ear before I go to sleep.)