-Keegan-
I awoke to the phone ringing from the kitchen. Groaning, I sat up and swung my legs around the side of the bed. Exhaustion weighed heavily on my body... it couldn't have been dusk yet. Kicking myself for forgetting to turn off the ringer, I walked into the kitchen with zombie-like strides and answered the phone.
"Hello?" I growled, my sleep-laced voice reflecting my irritation.
"It's 2:15 pm, Keegan! You can't be a vampire! Vampires sleep through the day!" My mother's desperate voice squeaked into the receiver.
"Mom, I was asleep and I am a vampire," I said, exasperated. Blood from last night's hunt was gritty on my face. It's funny how when you change, little things like cleaning up after a meal fall by the wayside. Vampires would bathe in blood if we had the opportunity.
"Well, I don't believe you," she said curtly.
"Unfortunately, I'm too tired to prove it to you at the moment. I'll call you in about seven hours," I said, rubbing my eyes. I hung up the phone, careful to silence the ringer, and placed it back on the charger. I love my mom, but she had a way of being invasive at times.
I stumbled back to bed and wrapped my arms around Raven's deathly still, cool frame and welcomed the heavy sleep that drifted over me.
-Raven-
I opened my eyes and sat up in bed. Keegan was still asleep, so I took the perfect opportunity to run a very important errand. In seconds, I was out of bed and getting dressed, determined to complete my task before he woke up.
After throwing my hair in a ponytail, I exited the apartment. It was almost too early for me to be out, a red outline streaked the Western horizon, signaling the retirement of every vampire's enemy.
It did not take me long to make it to the fancy brick building. I opened the door and let myself in.
"Hello. Welcome to Hampton Jewelers! My name is Sharisse. Is there anything I can help you find?" A short, full-figured black lady asked me as I walked in.
"Men's wedding bands," I replied, taking in the vast amount of glass cases.
"Tell me about your guy," Sharisse said with a warm smile.
"Well, he's tall with grey eyes and shoulder-length black hair, thick, black tribal tattoos, pale skin, and wears a lot of black and gray," I said, giving her the basics.
"Alright," she said, nodding, "It sounds like silver, platinum, or white gold is the way to go. Would you agree?" She asked me, raising a immaculately arched eyebrow.
"Yes, I would. Platinum, please," I replied, nodding.
"This way," she said, gesturing to the display cases to her right, "Feel free to look around, but I believe I have exactly what you're looking for."
I looked around for a few seconds before Sharisse emerged from the back room with a ring that was Keegan all over. My eyes grew wide as I took in the ring: it was platinum with a wide, black stripe around the center, with a platinum and diamond cross on it.
After telling her how perfect the ring was, thanking her, and paying, I hurried home, wanting to be back in bed before Keegan woke.
~*~*~*~
-Keegan-
I opened my eyes and looked around, something didn't seem quite right. I heard nothing and Raven wasn't in bed. My brain flooded with worry. What if something else happened to her? I had to find her. I had to know that she was okay. I was almost out the door before I saw the home phone light up on the charger. I checked the caller ID, it was a private number. Heart sinking, I picked up the phone.
"Raven?" I questioned, nervously.
"No, it's your mother," Mom said matter-of-factly.
"Mom, this really isn't a good time-," I began, only to be cut off.
"When is it a good time, Keegan?!" she yelled, "I find out last week that my baby boy is either out of his mind entirely or he's a monster! You tell me when it's convenient to speak with you."
My shoulders slumped in defeat. It was hard to believe that a week had passed since I spoke with my mother, but it was mainly because she goes to sleep early. This had to be a hard pill to swallow for her... it was easier for me to accept because I, at least, knew vampires existed beforehand.
"I'm sorry, Mom. I didn't mean to blow you off... I know you stayed up late just for this conversation," I said, apologetically.
At that moment, the door opened and Raven came inside. Seeing that I was on the phone, she mouthed 'I am sorry'. Waving her off, I threw her a glare that demanded an explanation when I got off the phone and she disappeared into the bedroom.
"Yes, Keegan. You know that I love you unconditionally, but I need to know: are you really a vampire or do you just think you are?" she asked, her voice sounding almost fearful of my response.
"Mom, I'm really a vampire. I have the fangs to prove it," I joked, trying to lighten the mood.
"So you...kill people?" she asked slowly, completely ignoring my jest.
"Only bad people and only to stay alive. Raven doesn't believe in feeding on women, children, or the innocent. That's the good thing about staying in the city: there's a lot of bad men here. Call it population control," I explained to the best of my ability.
"Keegan, I didn't raise you to be a murderer," she said softly.
"You also didn't raise me to be a vampire. I'm sorry, Mom, but it comes with the territory. Any other questions? I really need to grab a bite." I said, again trying to make light of the situation.
"Whatever, Keegan," she huffed, hanging up the phone.
After staring at the phone in disbelief for a few moments, I opened the bedroom door. Raven was in bed, cross-legged, staring intently at me.
"Don't worry, Dear... it'll get better," she said in an almost maternal voice.
"Ah," I said, waving her comment away. "Where the hell were you, Raven?"
"I was just getting something for a wedding," she said with a smile.
My annoyance evaporated and was replaced with curiosity. "Whose wedding?" I asked, playing dumb.
"Oh, just a couple of vampires I know pretty well," she said, examining her nails.
I crawled in bed next to her, lying on my stomach. "When does this said wedding take place?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Well," she began with a huff, "the thing is: neither of them decided on a date. I guess the vampiress figured that the date would fall into place... in time, but she did not anticipate wanting to be his wife so badly. She wants to be his, fully and completely and the wedding could not happen fast enough for her."
Hearing this come from Raven, my Raven shook me to the core. Just when I thought I couldn't possibly love her more, she says this. My heart felt like it swelled two sizes and was making my throat ache. I sat up, pushed her on her back, and crawled into my rightful place between her legs. I brought my face down to her, never breaking eye contact with her and allowing my lips to graze her's.
"I love you so much," I whispered, grinding my cock into her hot crevice.
"So what do you say?" She asked, biting her bottom lip, seductively. She reached her soft hand between us and massaged my balls, eliciting a groan from me.
"Yesss," I hissed as my fangs extended.
~*~*~*~
-Keegan
'What the fuck? Am I really doing this?,' I asked myself, nearly panicking. I was certain that if I were still human, I would have been a nervous wreck, heart pounding and sweating. I looked at myself in the mirror. My tux gave the air that I was in so much better control than I actually fucking was and my hair, to Raven's request, was pulled back in a ponytail. My eyes, however, were wild as if I were a wild animal looking at its cage for the first time.
Was I really about to get married?