After the ice cream, we walked a couple more blocks until we reached the Civil Registry office. It was in the same huge building where the mayor's office was in another sector. I was still a bit nervous, but it was enough that Sirius was wearing that shirt with those sensors for them to let us pass without asking anything. 

A lady welcomed us with a wide smile. Hardly anyone used this nowadays, so she must have gotten a little excited.

"Hey, sweethearts... How can I help you?" she asked.

"We want to sign for..."

"Yes," she interrupted happily. "Very good. I'll be right back." She left the office. 

I looked at Sirius. The woman would not take long to ask why he didn't take off his sunglasses despite being inside a closed environment. The lady returned with some papers.

"Uh, he had an eye surgery and..."

"Oh no, baby, you're fine, don't worry. Here... Read and sign, and I'll need your IDs." She gave us the papers and took the IDs to put them in the system.

The lady came out again while we signed the document. It said the basic things, listed the spouses' rights, and so on. After returning, the lady began to fill out a virtual copy with our information. She looked at us from time to time and smiled.

"You look so cute together," she said when she saw us read shoulder to shoulder some of the paragraphs. "Well," she said enthusiastically, "that's it. Here is your marriage certificate."

She handed us the paper, kept the copies, and smiled at us. We smiled too, although Sirius only smiled slightly so as not to show his teeth.

"Thank you."

I put the paper in my bag, and we stood up.

"I hope your eyesight gets better, young man," said the woman with the same enthusiasm.

"Thank you," he replied in that pretty, manly voice.

The woman seemed delighted. 

We left. I had already committed the second youthful madness of my life, but I was smiling at it. We walked the streets.

"That was quick," he commented. "She was a nice lady."

"I know, right?"

"Are there more humans who speak like this in that sweet way to others?"

I chuckled, already knowing that this would surprise him too since they talked to each other in a formal way among evolved people, even with their parents, from what I had seen.

"Not many, but yes, some do. For example, Rosy's mother."

"Interesting."

I took his arm since I couldn't take his hand hidden in his pants pocket.

"Do humans do something special after getting married?"

"Uhm, yes."

"Because Max asked if we had a honeymoon or something after we got together, and the truth is I don't know what it is."

"Well, usually, the couple travels to a new place to meet. They usually stay in a hotel, and also..." I blushed, looking at the ground. "... They make love..." I muttered.

"Make love?" he asked. "Interesting way of calling things. It's what we do, right? I mean, I feel like it's like that. Every time I touch or kiss you, it's magical."

I chuckled.

"Yes. There are several ways to make love."

"In any case, taking you to my city counts as something new too."

I looked at him, offering my sweet smile.

"As long as I am with you, I am the happiest girl in the world."

"I feel the same."

I didn't need flashy trips or ceremonies. He was with me. We had been through a lot. He had scared me, making me think he was dead, so having him by my side, safe and sound, was the greatest gift.

"So, where would you like to go?" I asked excitedly.

He smiled at me.

"Wherever you like. We'll do whatever you want. I want to pamper you. Besides, no one notices me with these things on my face," he assured, pointing to the glasses he had on and making me laugh a little.

"The sun hasn't set yet. How about watching a movie? So that you don't have to use them."

He shrugged, still showing me his half-smile.

"Yes, I would like it. Where do you watch movies? Is no one there who can see me?"

"It's just that it's a dark place, and everyone is looking at a giant screen."

"Oh wow, yeah, I want to see!" he exclaimed, making me laugh. 

We went to the cinema, and I watched the billboard for a long time. God, was there nothing good to see anymore?

There was a romantic comedy also action, but those usually had adult scenes, and I didn't want to start a conversation in the middle of the movie. I kept looking and thought maybe some action suitable for all audiences, like those of superheroes. Yes, that was a good option.

"We'll see that one. Do you think it's okay?"

"Whichever you like, just remember that I invite." He arched an eyebrow.

I laughed and nodded. I bought the tickets, and then I remembered something.

"Oh no!" I lament, covering my mouth.

"What?"

"Your ears... The volume is too high." I regret it. "I'm sorry," I said, hugging him tightly.

"Hey, it's okay. I can handle it."

"Oh! I got it!" I exclaimed, pulling away. "We still have twenty minutes; We can go buy earplugs."

"Huh?"

"Let's go." I took his hand, happy to have found the solution.

How bad I felt for having forgotten something so basic of his nature, but with those noise-reducing earplugs, he could normally hear—what a relief.

After that, we went back through the food and candy area.

"Don't you want anything to eat?" he asked.

"Oh yes, yes! You must try the popcorn!" I took his hand back to lead him, making him laugh softly.

When we entered the auditorium, we took the seats for couples, with nothing in the middle to get in the way, like armrests and stuff, and he took off his sunglasses. The movie had already started.

"It's a relief," he whispered. "They keep showing me figurines."

"What?"

I took them to put them on, and small images appeared on the lens glass to the right of my vision. It gave options for finding nearby places: restaurants, discos, hotels, etc. I giggled and took them off.

"Sorry, I hadn't noticed which model I bought. These are the ones that connect to the satellite when you're in town."

"Yes, I supposed it. I see you live full of signals of all kinds in the environment."

I pursed my lips and nodded.

"Yes. Many believe that is why people get sick, but it's not known for sure."

He put his arm around me, and I settled better, leaning on his shoulder. He brushed his lips across my forehead.

"Don't worry. The signals don't go well between the mountains in our territories." 

I looked at him.

"I know."

I brushed my lips with his and gave him a sweet, short kiss, just like the first time I dared to do it. I gave him another one again, he tilted his face, blocking the light from the screen, and we kissed gently. Something told me that I would not pay much attention to the film.

I felt like a teenager madly in love and enchanted by the man holding her in the dark. Although, this was different because he was not a regular man. I lightly felt his fangs from time to time. We were kissing more and more passionately, and there were children around, so I stopped. I loved giving him kisses. It felt so intimate to me, so mine. The only thing that consoled me was the idea that I would do it again.

"Later, I'll kiss you more, okay?" I whispered.

"A lot?" he asked hopefully, making me laugh silently.

"A lot..."

"All night long?"

His voice had not changed, but he sounded more seductive to me. Of course, I remembered telling him that I would be able to kiss him all night one day, but I doubted it was possible. Anyway, those things were said in outbursts of love and passion. If stuff like sleeping didn't exist, I would. 

I kissed him on the tip of his nose. "We'll see," I answered, sounding unintentionally tempting.

He smiled happily, like a child who had just been offered a treat as a reward if he behaved well. It also seemed incredible to me how now he could look so sweet and kind when he was one of the strongest and most terrifying beings there was at other times.

***

When we left, it was getting dark, and it was a good time to go back, but I didn't want to. I wasn't ready to go back there. I wanted this day to last forever.

"That was fun," he commented. "It's incredible how you have managed to film things that are not there, simply creating them on the computer. And I also find it funny how they put us in their movies and show us all hyper wild and animalized." He laughed. "Oh, and when the guy flew up shooting those lasers! That was awesome!"

I looked at him tenderly, realizing he was behaving like the twenty-year-old boy he should have been if he didn't spend all his childhood and adolescence learning about his father's trade and training intensely to be a warrior.

"I used to love those movies too."

"Then what happened?"

"Uh... Well, the older I got, the busier I got, and I just forgot to do the things I loved to do..."

He wrapped me by the shoulders and kissed my forehead.

"Let's go and do all the things you love then."

I chuckled.

"Well, we did some today, but let's have another date because I love being with you."

I slowed down again when passing a Chinese restaurant. Oh, my goodness, that smell! Then I realized it had a hotel on the top, which looked exotic. It gave me that feeling of adventure, and it also made me remember when we stayed in a hotel in that other city, when I fell more and more in love with Sirius, without being able to help it when I dreamed of having him by my side.

"I got an idea!" I exclaimed. "Let's have something here to eat. Then we go for the car to park it in the basement, and let's spend the night here, please?"

"Of course. As you say, miss."

I bit my lower lip and took his hand to pick up my pace, making him laugh softly again.

We entered the room, leaving our shoes on the door. I got distracted looking at the huge fish tanks with Chinese fish swimming in them while Sirius paid and left the girl somewhat confused but excited to see his pointed nails. 

To my relief, she wasn't scared, as many Asians admired evolved people. Perhaps she had thought he was one of those guys who did things to his body, even though it was forbidden. I felt guilty for being distracted, but at least nothing bad had happened.

There was a huge bed, carpeted floor, a mirror wall beyond, a bathroom with a Jacuzzi, and the unmistakable hotel aroma. Smiling, I approached the tray of strawberries on a table. I looked in the freezer and smiled more.

"You have to try this," I said, pulling out the can of condensed milk. "With strawberries, it tastes like ice cream."

"Is it milk?" he wanted to know, grabbing it and reading the label after taking off his dark glasses and leaving them on the table.

I asked him to open it. I took a strawberry, dipped it, and bit into it.

"Uhm." I grabbed another and did the same to give him to try.

"Oh, this is good!"

I pushed him gently and made him sit on the bed. I put the can on the table next to the strawberries to straddle him.

"I liked hanging out with you, my young husband."

He pressed his forehead to mine. "I'm glad you liked it, my beautiful wife."

His beautiful voice calling me like that made me shudder in a good way. So, now he also knew how to call me. I guessed because we read the paper in that registry office. I took a bit of condensed milk with the tip of my finger and brought it to my lips, leaving a trace on them, and then I touched the end of his nose, staining it too, and he chuckled. 

I kissed him gently, letting the taste of the milk fade. I kissed the end of his nose to wipe away what I had left and returned to those manly lips. Its aroma, its warmth, all of that was even more delicious.

My hands ran through his hair. I went down, caressing his neck, and moved my fingers a little under the collar of his shirt, caressing his clavicle. He gently bit my lower lip, and I began to undo the buttons as he kissed my cheek and moved down to my chin, biting there and letting me feel his fangs gently sinking. 

My hands ran over his warm chest and slid his shirt off his shoulders. Finally, I had him just for myself. I pushed him a little, and he lay down on the mattress, taking me with him. I kissed him more intensely as I caressed his chest. His hands slipped around my waist, and I began to lose myself being completely lucid. I kissed his cheek and bit his chin, making him let out a seductive sigh. I started to go down, kissing his neck, and I went lower, kissing his chest.

He let out sighs and stifled a few short moans when I bit him softly. The scent of his wet skin from my kisses was like a drug to me. I went straight to his lips, and he received me with intensity. He sat back as he kissed me and stroked my waist. His hands climbed a little further under my blouse, toward my ribs, causing a nervous impulse to shudder.

"Can I kiss...?" he asked.

"Yes, do it," I blurted out before he finished his question and I finished analyzing it. "Kiss me all you want."

He grabbed me by the waist and nimbly laid me flat on the mattress to do so. The heat of his naked torso and the weight of his body enveloped me. I was at his mercy, caressing his back while he started to go down, eating me with kisses. He had started unbuttoning my blouse without me noticing it. Although, it seemed more like he was pulling them open as he came down. He kept going, kissing my abdomen.

He moved towards my belly and then to my waist, tilting his face and opening his lips, digging his fangs into my skin with a soft, passionate bite, making me gasp. 

He returned to my lips, and the burning skin of his torso joined mine. My fingers ran through and entwined in his hair. He smiled against my lips as he stroked my waist.

"You help me?" I whispered as I unbuttoned my pants.

He looked when he felt my hands brush against his lower belly as I unzipped my pants, then looked at me for a few seconds, and rose to help me. He was a bit confused, but he didn't stop to ask me questions this time. Very clever. He slipped his fingers under my pants, careful not to scratch me with the tips of his nails. His piercing eyes landed on mine for a couple of seconds before sliding the garment down. I lift my hips for a moment to help.

My heart was racing, and it was beating in my chest. I felt anxious. The adrenaline was rushing. I slid my blouse off my shoulders and threw it. He tossed my pants aside as well and stared at me. I was in underwear before his eyes, blushing and short of breath. He reached over, kissed my knee, and continued to go lower, kissing the inside of my thigh. I accidentally let out another gasp at the soft brush of his fangs.

Closing his eyes, he ran his cheek against my skin, rising to my knee and letting out a low, deep purr like a big cat. That disarmed me, as always. He returned his penetrating gaze to me and returned to my mouth with the elegance of a predator.

He was also short of breath, circled my waist, and pressed his forehead to mine. The heat of his body washed over me. We burned with love, passion, and desire. It burned seriously. I noticed that he had a slight blush on his cheeks too.

"You are very beautiful," he murmured in his low, seductive voice.

It made me vibrate and melt. I kissed him; his heat intoxicated me. I gave him a gentle push, making us turn so I was on top, but then I got out of bed, bringing him with me.

"You must also take this off," I muttered, grinning at him mischievously and unbuttoning his pants.

He also put on a mischievous smile without looking away. I lowered the garment slightly, which ended up falling by itself, and gently pushed him into bed to straddle him, gasping as I got all that contact with his warm body again.

We kissed with passion. I couldn't stop. He was mine. His body was mine, his kisses, love, intense passion, and desire. All mine.

I asked him to undress me, and there was a whole crossing of thoughts in his eyes. Never in my life had I believed I would ask a man for something like that, but he was not technically a human man. He kissed me again, making me forget what I was thinking with his warmth, and it was no problem for him to tear the few clothes that were left.

I went crazy, feeling all his burning skin next to mine. He jabbed into his fangs in me almost mercilessly, but they only managed to make me moan against his lips, wanting more. He kissed me as he gasped with pleasure, just like me.

It was easy to guide him by the position we were in. When the moment came, I couldn't help but open my lips and complain at the intense sensation. He drew his eyebrows together and let out a low moan of pleasure as if it were the sweetest of tortures while he tightened his grip on my waist. He barely opened his eyes to make eye contact, his warm breath filling my mouth. I burned with passion and kissed him again.

I felt that I belonged to him, body and soul. I became vulnerable. The electricity ran through me, propelling me. While kissing my body in passion, his fangs brushed my skin, and I felt in heaven with his hands roaming on my body.

I nipped softly on his shoulder in another rush of passion and desire. I kissed his neck and chest and caressed his hair, wrapping it around my fingers. I kissed and touched every part of his skin that I managed to reach. I silenced with my mouth the soft moans that he emitted from time to time and vice versa. He was delicious, he had given himself one hundred percent to me, and he was touching and kissing my body, making every inch his. 

***

I was panting as he tried to catch his breath as well. I bit my lower lip in amusement and leaned into him to kiss those lips that were soft from so many kisses. He surrounded me with his arms, holding me tight, purring, and I chuckled against his lips.

I was delighted with my feat.

He smiled, turned, and I ended on his side. He took a deep breath through my ear, a soft gasp, and caressed my face looking deeply at me.

"Wow," he whispered.

"I know," I whispered back, getting closer to kiss his lips; they were so soft. 

He brought his forehead to mine and smiled. "Well, I think now I understand the reason for a couple of things that happened with my body, for which I couldn't find an explanation... I think it was not tension, not at all." I laughed a little and gave him another kiss. He smiled again. "Can I ask something?"

"Yes, but if it's about a baby, no."

"Uhm, okay." He kissed me again.

When I realized that he had not asked anything else, I laughed.

"So, you were going to ask about that?"

He smiled guiltily.

"Well, we are without clothes."

I laughed again and kissed him. My body started to react. I began to feel sore. My lips also hurt a bit; With the tip of my tongue, I discovered a few minor wounds caused by his fangs. My skin also came with its list of tiny scratches starting to burn on my neck, breasts, and waist.

"Are you okay?" he asked, concerned.

I nodded, smiling sweetly at him.

"All good, just a little sore..."

He drew his eyebrows together, looking not only concerned but sad as well.

"Oh no. Forgive me..."

"No, calm down. It's normal," I insisted with a smile.

But soon, his keen vision detected the problem. He moved away a bit as his eyes lowered, staring in horror at the scratches.

"I have hurt you," he regretted it. "I knew it. I knew I was not going to be able to control myself."

"Hey, no, I'm fine, really," I soothed him with a sweet smile bringing him back to me to enjoy the warmth of his skin. "I love it. It's your mark. It's superficial. Nothing's wrong with me, seriously."

He relaxed and sighed, closing his eyes. Then, he hugged me tighter, and I adjusted my face to his neck.

"Hey," I said again, pulling away. "You better not start saying that you no longer want to make love to me just because of this."

He smiled.

"No, but it won't happen again. I'll be more careful, I promise." He reacted. "Wait. Does that mean we can do it again?" His smile turned mischievous, making me chuckle.

"Of course," I whispered.

He thought about something for a couple of seconds and spoke, "Why now? Why not before? Were you afraid?"

I smiled, embarrassed.

"No, of course not, it's just... it's a big step, and... it's also the first time I've done it."

I was completely flushed. Then I realized that I had confused him more.

"Is it not normal for it to be like this?" 

I sighed and caressed his cheek.

"Not in my world. It's not like that. I'm actually a weirdo, you know?" I smiled again in embarrassment. "I spent high school studying as a psychopath to finish it sooner and enter university much younger, with scholarships and honors. And then, well, medicine is a tough career. Nobody was going to notice a nerd like me. And actually, I didn't have time for anything either. It can be said that, as well as you, I didn't live my adolescence."

He kept a slight frown, tensed his lips for a few seconds, and smiled slightly. He seemed relieved by something.

"I'm glad. I'm glad you waited for me." He kissed me, making me smile with relief as well.

Maybe he would still have accepted me if I were not a virgin, but probably after thinking for a long time. We were from different cultures anyways, but he seemed to accept mine.

"I couldn't have asked for better. You are the love of my life, and I also want to give you all of me," I assured.

He hugged me tight, sighed again, and began stroking my hair, relaxing me with the gentle brushing of his nail tips. I fell asleep almost without realizing it.

*******

Author note: Do you want the explicit version? Just go to my discord channel, tap the tiger to go to the English section, and download it ;) (you will have to be 18 and older :3) I will add it in the external link and also in the comments...