Let me give you a hint: feeding on blood. Yes, you’re correct. But this is not your classic Twilight romantic fantasy. This more of a “what happens when the person who changes your life is a different species and the two of you create a tiny colony of hybrids”. I- I will just continue before this gets weird and you lose interest, sorry.

That is a home of an unusual pair. One so lovable, with skin utterly white and smooth, other fierce and ruthless. The first young and lovely male was, weirdly enough, named Satan. With those beautiful, violet eyes, and pleasantly clean white hair he never failed to impress anyone. Running from his sharp fangs seemed pointless. He seemed to melt away into the shadows as soundlessly as he arrived. Then there is Alpha with long and silky fur, blinding like white snow storm, annoyed by everyone and everything.

As if out of the shadows, a not-so-tall figure emerged. His skin and facial features were flawless. He walks over to Alpha, his soft feet barely touching the ground. “I wonder if you know how special you are.” His voice was smoother than butter and made Alpha’s heart stop momentarily.

“How can someone be this beautiful?”

“My heart was a desert until you came and watered it with your love. I don’t want anyone else to have your heart, kiss your lips, be in your arms, be the one you love. I want to be with you forever.” Satan took a deep breath as he got down on one knee. “Be mine!”

“Yes! I thought you’d never ask.” Alpha smiled.

Satan threw himself into Alpha’s arms, hugging and pressing kisses against pretty much every part of his body he could reach. His jaw, his neck, his cheeks; very obviously avoiding his lips. With shaky hands from excitement, he put the ring on Alpha’s left-hand ring finger.

Simple, elegant, stunning. These are just a few adjectives that I choose to use to describe this ring. A .73 Ct diamond. The full bezel on the ring protects the diamond, but also gives the impression that the diamond is much larger than it truly is.

“I flipped through a handful of catalogs for the ring band.” Satan said, holing his hand and looking at the ring. “I found a diamond to go with it. It is wonderful and it fits your hand very nicely.”

“Your generosity overwhelms me.” Alpha blushed. “What would I do without you?”

“I’m sure you’ve been looking forward to the day that you get to show off a sparkling ring on your finger. How do we go about telling all of our friends?”

“Before you run straight to Insta to publicly show off your fiancé can we go to b-“

“You don’t know how tempting it is to snap a pic and throw it up on Instagrammm” Satan excitedly looked in Alpha’s eyes.

“Or how about we plan our wedding first?”

“… With a priest and all that holy stuff?!” He continued to stare at him wild-eyed. “It’s like you forgot who I am.”

“Ah- right... Sorry.”

Satan’s stare made him uncomfortable. There was no life behind those eyes.

“But I’m in for a private, intimate wedding, if you know what I mean.”

Alpha flinched.

“Light a couple of candles, listen to music…” Satan winked and nudged his arm as he turned toward the bedroom, suppressing a giggle.

“Of course. That sexy bastard.”

Satan turned his phone on silent as he didn't want to be disturbed. He took his shirt off, tossed it over a lamp and lit some scented candles. They smelled like flowers on a summer day, pleasant and sweet.

After everything was set, Alpha showed up at the door. Just seeing Satan shirtless and smelling the scent of candles made him feel tingles in places he'd never felt them. He was simultaneously overwhelmed and excited. In addition to that, fantasies were running wild through his head, and he felt more stress. He's a bubbling cauldron of new feelings and emotions. "Why is this happening to me?" His genitals literally swelled with excitement of the thirst for that hottie.

Satan strutted towards him and placed hands on his cheeks. He used his thumbs to gently stroke Alpha's brows and placed gentle kisses on his lids, which made Alpha feel calm. Satan used this chance to leave a love bite on his neck. At this point Alpha felt even more embarrassed. "Marking your territory?"

"Is it good?"

"As good as a shark trying to bite off my neck."

"And I thought I had a very low pain tolerance."

"At least you wouldn't notice yours in the mirror." Alpha giggled and closed his partner’s eyes, taking his hands, and slowly guiding them to brush his face with his fingertips, down over his neck, shoulders, chest... He used them to show him exactly how he likes to be touched. Satan got on toes and playfully landed a soft kiss on his lips and pulled back. If nothing, Alpha had his lip-locking skills down pat. He puckered his lips and make a kissing gesture at him. “I love you.”

Satan leaned in for a quick smooch, but Alpha was in the mood for something more, and surprised him by turning his peck into a long, deep, sensual kiss. He got his message loud and clear. The sharp contrast of this new sensation invigorated him. He felt the fluttering sensation in his heart. Like he’s been sent to the moon. With his arms around his neck, he saw stars. Alpha slowly moved his lips over to his partner’s ear and gently nibbled his earlobe. While breathing through his nose he exhaled softly into his ear. The waft of warm air made Satan’s whole body tingle. Once things were getting hot and heavy, Alpha moved his kisses to his partner’s neck by gently sucking on one area. Satan did the same to him and nearly forgot how to breathe. “Can’t wait to get you naked.” Alpha whispered.

“I can’t wait to have you inside me, ramming me so hard and making my legs shake.” Satan whispered back, nearly whining.

“I want you to be gasping for air while begging for more.” replied Alpha and spanked him. He took his tee shirt off and used it as a blindfold. He laid his partner down and took some time to explore his body by slowly running his fingers all over it.

“You look great…”

“I can't believe I found someone like you…” Satan moaned a little, and was beginning to feel dizzy.

There was nothing so sexy as seeing a solid young male with his legs spread. Alpha got on top of him. He’d never done it before. He couldn’t really believe it; he was doing this. Fear hooked Satan’s stomach and he turned his head.

“You’re not worried, are you?” Alpha asked. He pulled down Satan’s and his own pants and underwear. Satan felt nauseous. The skin on his face and throat was hot. He thought he might faint or vomit, but he didn’t. Now fuck me like a dog, he tells him. He grips the sheets in his fists. His skin is innocent and warm.

Alpha puts it in. It got wild. Bed began creaking. Satan’s breath became short. Alpha hooked his knees outside Satan’s legs and pushed himself deeper.

“Aah~ I like that” he shivered as he ran nails down Alpha’s back. Gradually he relaxed. His eyes were closed and his lips stretched in a smile. His toes curled; hips lifted.

Alpha's hands were gripping him forcefully by the hips. His hair was hanging forward, hiding his face. He lightly bit his shoulder. Satan was whining with pleasure. Alpha kept on, slowing himself. He pushed his knees up higher. He was almost there and so was Satan. "I'm going to c- ah-!" He shouted as he came. Then he was trying to say something else. He was telling him to stop, his fingers pulling back his hair. They disengaged, shaking.

"Hush," Alpha said, "hush..." And he kissed his eyelids again, then his lips. Then, slowly, he pulled away. Satan groped for him, as though he was blind.

"Alphi, please, please—’ His lips touched his. And he was kissing him again, and slipped blindfold off.

"Shhh," Alpha whispered. "Shhh, it’s all right, don’t worry, just relax and listen to your body." No more pain. His eyelids fluttered. Alpha laid his head on his chest and stroked his hair. It smelled like fruit. His head turned slightly away. He looked like somebody having a dirty dream. Alpha switched on the bedside lamp. At some point Satan opened his eyes and saw Alpha watching him. "Would you like to take a shower?"

"Feel free to use my shampoo, but go easy on it because that bottle cost me $20.", Satan mumbled sleepily and closed his eyes again.

"I meant with you, silly."

"You know how my hair always looks like it's being hit with the beams from a thousand shining suns?", Satan continued, "That's because my shampoo is top-notch and might have actual flecks of gold in it, so please mind your squeeze."

'How convenient.'

"... But if you don't carry me under that hot stream of water right this instant, I might freeze to death because this room is the arctic tundra."

Alpha giggled as he picked him up and carried him to the bathroom. As he stepped in the shower, he instantly pressed Satan's back against the wall.

"OH MY GOD, IT'S FREEZING!", he yelled and jumped back into his arms. "There's no way I'm going to let my skin touch it for even a second!"

"Aw, c'mon, this is the most ideal time for me to go down on you."

"I'm not skipping any part of my regular shower routine just because you're in here", Satan said just as he started washing his hair.

"Oh, he's already massaging his scalp with what looks to be an entire shampoo bottle... And why does he have nine different shampoos?"

He also left conditioner in for a full five minutes. "This is how I stay soft and huggable."

Meanwhile Alpha was rubbing rest of his body with soap. His skin felt heavenly.

"I can finally feel like I've cleaned my whole body without having to dislocate my shoulder." After rinsing the soap off, Satan began shaving his legs.

"Watch your step, sir. If you so much as brush against me I might accidentally punch you in the face."

"I'm definitely hardcore judging your hygiene habits right now."

Showering with his partner winded up being 10 seconds of admiring him naked ... and 10 minutes of awkwardly maneuvering around him in the shower. Showering together was always fun for them, but logistically, it was like going into a phone booth with your partner and taking off all your clothes: it just was not practical. Unless they have sex. In which case they're going to take an extra minute ... or an extra minute and 30 seconds, if you know what I mean.

After what seemed like three hours in the bathroom, they finally got out and threw clothes on over their still-wet bodies. Satan was wearing Alpha's button-down shirt, while Alpha had on his hoodie as usually. It was the time they enjoy some spooky drinks. By that I mean cranberry juice and vodka, because who wants to go hunt humans for some fresh blood and flesh after sex and shower?

Well, speaking of vodka, vampires as we know them (e.g. Dracula, - NOT Edward, please) shouldn't be affected by alcohol, since they are dead and therefore don't really have a working bloodstream to transport ethanol around their bodies to get them intoxicated. So I can't imagine alcohol theoretically having much, if any, effect on Satan either. However, he is still fully affected by the effects of alcoholic drinks, just like he would be if he was mortal. So, maybe he is different in the sense that alcohol does have an effect on him. Could it be that such substances do not act physiologically, but rather magically? If so, I would assume that he gets intoxicated for a few minutes. On the other hand, werewolves can get drunk as anyone else, but they can drink more since they won't get alcohol poisoning, and they won't suffer long term damage like liver failure. Under the influence of alcohol, Alpha seemed even more attractive in Satan's eyes. "Can III kissy-kissy you?" His words sounded slurred. Alpha replied, "Very well, you may kiss me." He held his left hand. They kissed, and it was in this moment that he felt his arms tense, and suddenly, in one move, Alpha had pulled and sat him on his lap. He was without any other desire but to please him. He loved Satan, and all his thoughts were on helping him have what he so dearly wanted and to make him love him all the more. Satan laughed. He began to kiss him, gently, then with increasing pressure, and with his tongue as he hadn’t kissed him in so long. His mouth moved down. Alpha couldn’t stop looking at the side of his face, his eyes closed, his thin pale lips. His hands were opening the button-down shirt to show his chest. His husband smiled at him. Sweat was dripping down his body. Alpha turned his head so his cheek was flat against Satan's. They sat still. They stayed quiet, though. “Are we going to make love today again?” Satan pleaded.

"This is making love, Satan,” he said. “I’m having a wonderful time, aren’t you?”

“Yes, but you know what I mean."

And just looking at Satan's fine bare chest, damp with sweat and happiness, made his big thing all hard again. And soon Satan was grinding his bottom against it, and strands of his white hair came slipping down between their lips as they kissed. Alpha touched his chest and Satan bit lightly on his lip. He made something like a sigh. "Satan", he said. "Satan." He touched him on the forehead between his eyes and ran his finger down the line of his nose. “I’ll make love to you 100 times a day if you wish." He had those clear violet gloomy eyes and such sweet crease marks around them. "Don’t worry. I’ll keep my word."

Satan let him undress him and caress his body. He began to kiss him, to kiss his chest, to nuzzle his face. “You sure?”, Alpha asked quietly.

“Mmm.”

“Got it.”

“I’m crazy,” Satan said.

Alpha goes right into him in one long, delicious move. They begin slowly. When he was close to coming, he pulled it out and let it cool. Then he started again. Satan began to roll his hips, to cry out. Finally, he took it out again. They began once more and this time did not stop until he cried out and he felt himself come, trembling. “You're the best,” Satan said finally.

Gently, as the day neared its end, a wave of tiredness washed over them as they sealed their eyes shut...