A Canadian's Devil ch 1

Rating: M

Genre: Romance/Angst/Humor/Supernatural

Characters: Canada/America, Other/America, Other/Canada

Warning: BoyxBoy, Suggestive scenes, non-con, cannibalism, Lemon, Swearing, death

Both human and nations names are used.

NOTE: /If it's like this, it's a thought/

This is a Fic that Kats With Shamrocks and me made together. Enjoy~

Captain Ian-Scotland

Alfred's true Master/Satan-Germania


Matthew Williams was a young and a smart high school student at Hetalia Private High School. He always smiled and turned his work in on time, but there was one thing about Matthew that was a flaw. No one ever seemed to noticed the tall blond teen. Even Matthew's best friend, a Cuban named Carlos, seemed to forget Matthew existed at times. Matthew was not physically talented or even extremely naturally beautiful, like his class mate Elizabeta. But he seemed happy...at times.

Matthew spent most of his days doing his school work and some days with Carlos when the Cuban actually reconized him. Either than that the Canadian teen just spent his time alone at home. His parents spent most of their time in their work. Leaving the teen to himself.

One night, while upstairs in his room doing homework, a loud ping was heard from his old computer, which startled the working teen.

Looking over to the old computer. Matthew set his pencil down and walked over to the computer. On the computer screen was his email, which seemed to automatically sign him in and showed that there was a new message. The address was from Mr. S. D, who Matthew had no clue on who it could possibly be. It must not have been spam because Matthew sent his e-mail to filter out the trash, but his computer was a piece of crap.

Instead of sending the message to the trash like it was supposed to. Another ping sounded as the e-mail returned to his mail box. Slightly annoyed the teen tried to send the e-mail to the trash again and again but each time it returned to his mail box. Annoyed he decided to just open the message.

The message seemed like a normal one, like one you would receive from a business.

'Dear ,

I would like to offer you a way to make all your dreams and desires real. All you need to is click my name down below and you will never have to worry about being invisible and left out again. People will praise you, fear you, love you, and respect you. No longer will you feel weak, Matthew, you will soon be the top of the chain. Trust me.

-S.D'

The short, but never the less creepy, message read. The name 'S.D' was not even a link to anything. Just typed letters.

But deciding to humor himself. Matthew clicked on the letters. At first nothing happened and the teen was surprised to find he was slightly disappointed.

Soon another E-mail was sent, sent by the same man, and this time there was something different inside. When Matthew saw this he clicked the e-mail, opening it up to a very small note.

'Dear Mr. Williams,

You have decided to make your life perfect, now all you have to do is follow these simple instructions:

Go into your bathroom, fill your sink with hot water, lite at least thirteen candles, and ask for Your Devil.

Thank You, Sincerely S.D'

Matthew looked at the screen blankly for a few minutes. "This has to be a joke." He muttered, yet he got up and started to look for candles around the house.

Once Matthew found the candles, and entered his bathroom, he turned on the hot water to the point where it was steaming like it was boiling. He lit the candles and stood there as the water filled the sink and the flames flickered innocently.

With the hot water and candle parts done. Matthew thought about the last part. /How am I supposed to ask for my devil/ He thought, but shrugged.

"Umm...If your my devil can you come to me. My devil be here. I summon you." Matthew said, among many other statements he thought would complete the last step of the e-mail.

Suddenly the lights exploded and died, leaving Matthew in the dark with the candles. The flames turned a crimson red. Matthew stood in the dim light. Wondering what happened to the light.

"Hello there" a soft voice said.

Spinning around at the voice. Matthew saw a beautiful youth who looked around thirteen with honey blond hair and striking blue eyes that seemed to glow and drag the Canadian into them. To Matthew the boy or atleast he though it was a boy it was hard to tell since he was wearing a lolita outfit. The boy looked normal except he had a pair of wings on his back and a small tail with a heart shaped tip that moved around behind the blue eyed blond. Swinging it's self around like a snake.

"H-hello, who are you?" Matthew asked.

"I'm your devil" the devil said with a sweet smile. The creature licked his lips and wrapped his pale arms around Matthew, who was freaking our about the devil's presence.

"Master told me you needed me," the devil cooed.

"Oh umm c-could you let me go?" Matthew asked, trying to wiggled his way out of the devil's arms.

The devil laughed and let go of Matthew, smiling wickedly and childishly a the teen. "So, Matthew, what do you need help with?" the devil asked as he licked his rosy pink lips.

Matthew didn't say anything. Surprised that the boy knew his name. He was about to say something before his attention was caught up in staring at the devil's lips. He could feel heat starting to rush to his groin and it brought a blush to his face.

"I see..." the devil said before getting close to Matthew, their lips almost touching and the devil's frosty cold breath hit against Matthew's warm skin. "I will make your life amazing... all you have to do is let me," the devil said as he pressed his ice cold lips against Matthews before he moved away with a dark smirk.

Matthew shivered slightly as the Devil's cold breath touched him. Yet he couldn't help from wanting to press himself against the blue eyed devil. Finding that he needed to touch the honey blond as if his life depended on it.

"Will you let me make your life perfect? or will you go back to being invisible?" the devil asked after he moved away from the human teen.

"I don't want to be invisible." Matthew muttered.

The devil smirked and crashed his lips on to Matthew's, sending an intoxicating taste inside of Matthew's mouth. Suddenly Matthew started to feel light headed and soon the candles' soft light died under the darkness of his eye lids. Matthew's frail body fell to the cold bathroom ground and the devil gave a smirk. "As you wish, master" his soft voice said.

Matthew moaned at the kiss, feeling dizzy when the devil pulled away. He could feel his body slid down to the floor. As he passed out. His last thought being /What did I get myself into/ before he slipped into unconsciousness.

The night passed slowly and soon Matthew woke up from the loud voice of his mother, who burst into his room with his clean uniform and his daily medicine. "Matthew! Get up now!" her angry voice yelled.

"Y-yes, mother." Matthew said, quickly getting out of bed and taking the medicine and his uniform from his mother.

"Your father and I are heading to work, remember to do your homework. We won't be home till late, good bye" his mother said before leaving to go to work with his father.

Once his mother was gone. Matthew took his medicine and changed into his uniform. Then it hit him like a ton of bricks. He looked around the room wildly searching for the devil he had summoned last night. He looked into his bathroom and didn't see the candles and the sink was empty of water. /Maybe it was all a dream./ He thought, deciding that last night was a dream. As he brushed his hair and teeth before he headed downstairs.

Matthew skipped breakfast and began to walk towards his school, which was only about a mile away from his home. While he walked there he thought about the devil's icy cold kiss, and how soft the devil's lips were. He was too zoned out to realized that he was already at the school, and ended up bumping into a fellow student who was named Kiku Honda. Kiku was an exchange student from Japan who moved to their town after a horrible natural disaster in his home town.

Kiku turned and faced the taller teen, who stood at least a foot higher higher than him. "Good Morning, Matthew-san" Kiku said with a puzzled and worried look towards Matthew.

Shocking Matthew that Kiku had remembered him, and that had never happened before.

"Good morning, Kiku" Matthew replied, walking with Kiku inside the school before they took their seperate ways. Matthew walked into the classroom, still in shock at being remembered.

When Matthew got inside he saw the normal clicks talking in their groups, which was seen every morning, every lunch break, and almost every gathering. In the front was the smart and elegant kids, which consist of Roderich, Elizabeta, Eduard, Yao, and Vash. In the back sat the trouble makers and punks, which consisted of Arthur, Francis, Gilbert, Antonio, Carlos, Ivan, and Lovino. In the middle were other groups as well, like Ludwig, Kiku, and Feliciano's group; and then there were a few teens from the northern European nations, Tino, Berwald, and Mathias.

As soon as Matthew opened the door and entered the room there was attention given to the tall Canadian. "Morning Matthew! How are you this day?" Elizabeta asked sweetly.

"G-Good, How was yours?" Matthew said, shocked that Elizabeta was talking to him.

"It's great, just making sure you're doing okay!" Elizabeta said with an innocent look and tone. As soon as Matthew was inside the class room someone came inside after him, someone who was in charge. Their first class teacher, Mr. Heracles Karpusi.

"Everyone sit down, we have something important to talk about," the monotone Greek said as he walked over to his desk in the front of the class room.

Some of the students groaned, mainly the troublemakers in the back but, Mr. Karpusi shushed them.

First I want everyone's project, remember it had to be at least two pages about your favorite breed of cat," Mr. Karpusi said as he cleared a place on his desk from his students' papers. "Secondly we have a fire drill today, so be expecting that," their lazy teacher said.

"But we are having a new student coming, I expect you all to be pleasant to who-ever," Mr. Karpusi said, taking a sip of his strongly-scented black coffee. "Papers first," he reminded in his low voice.

The students turned in their papers. As conversations broke out about the new student. The school rarely got new students. Kiku was their last one and he had transferred to their school nearly three years ago.

Mr. Karpusi walked slowly to his classroom door and looked out to see if Principal Vargas was coming by with the new student. Heracles's eyes warmed up as he spotted his boss and the new kid, who looked no older than fourteen. Mr. Vargas passed over the small boy and the boy's file to .

"Here's you new student. Have fun!" Principal Vargas said, waving to the two males as he left. His brown hair bouncing slightly as he walked.

Mr. Karpusi nodded and looked at the boy, admiring the large sapphire-blue eyes. "I will be your homeroom and first class teacher, I am Mr. Karpusi" Heracles said as he started moving back into his classroom, allowing the blond beauty to follow him inside. As soon as the boy entered the room Matthew felt a slightly dark presence surround him, as well as a light cheerful one.

"Class this is your new classmate, please treat him nicely," Mr. Karpusi said as he sat down to scan over the boy's portfolio. The class just stared blankly at the gorgeous, hour-glass shaped, blond. The boy had on the same uniform as all the other boys wore, except he made it look almost kinky; even his silver-blue framed glasses seemed to make look even cuter to the other students.

"Introduce yourself, don't be shy," Mr. Karpusi said, looking over at the boy. The young teen nodded and face his classroom with a giant smile. "I-I'm Alfred F. J-Jones, I just moved here from America," the boy, Alfred, introduced sweetly with a perfect smile to follow.

/It wasn't a dream and what happened last night was real/ Matthew thought, trying not to make eye contact but couldn't help himself from stealing glances at the beautiful devil.

"Excuse me, are you a woman?" Gilbert's accented voice asked Alfred. Alfred's face kept its smile, though it seemed to change into a almost happy look. Alfred shook his head and looked over to Mr. Karpusi, who was reading the file with a confused look. Mr. Karpusi looked at Alfred and exchanged his confused look to a blank look. "Just go have a seat next to Matthew Williams... Matthew raise your hand so he can find you," his teacher said to the Canadian teen.

Matthew raised his hand. While he kept his head down. His eyes burning holes into his desk to keep from engaging Alfred.

Alfred didn't even need to look in Matthew's direction to find the boy, which was kind of creepy to those who notice him do so. Alfred walked over to Matthew and sat next to him with a sweet smile. "Hello Matthew, I hope you and I can be very good friends," Alfred said offering his hand to Matthew.

Matthew nodded and shook Alfred's hand quickly before returning his attention to his desk.

As soon as Matthew made contact with Alfred's hand he felt a sudden rush of chill speed through his body, same as the chills from the kiss last night.

"Don't need to be cruel, I don't bite..." Alfred said before licking his teeth and flashing two small fangs. "Hard..." Alfred whispered softly to Matthew.

Matthew could feel his ears heat up at the blond's hidden meaning. But was saved by Gilbert cutting in.

"So when did they allow little kids in high school?" Gilbert asked, placing his hand on Alfred's shoulder. Alfred turned to the Albino, who was sitting behind Matthew and some blond with large eye brows sat behind Alfred.

"What are you talking about? I'm not a little kid," Alfred said innocently as he cocked his head to the side. The British man's face lit up at the adorable action and as the cute boy over at him with pleading looking to get Gilbert away from him.

"Gilbert leave him alone." Arthur said, pulling the Albino away from Alfred making the albino grumble in annoyance and swear. "What brings you to our school?" He asked, wanting to know more about the young blond.

"Well my family just moved close by, and when I heard about all the sweet and attractive students at this school I decided I just had to attend," Alfred said with a slightly seductive tone and a wink towards Arthur.

Arthur blushed at Alfred's words. "Why don't I show you around the scho-" He was about to say but was cut off.

"Arthur, you know that responsibility for new students falls to the student council president." Roderich said, slightly annoyed that Arthur was going to steal one of his jobs as the president of the student council.

"And who would you be?" Alfred asked sweetly as he reached into his pocket and pulled out some gum, happily offering some to Matthew. "Though I would probably need to be shown the whole school, I do have a habit of getting lost," Alfred said, turning back to Arthur with a smile.

"Roderich Edelstein. I'm the president of the student council and it's my job to show you around the school." Roderich said, watching Alfred give Arthur a smile which made the Austrian born student angry for reasons he didn't know.

Matthew took the gum offered to him as he listened to Roderich talk.

Arthur glared at Roderich before quickly smiling when Alfred turned his attention back to him.

Okay then, Mr. Edelstein, I expect you to show me everything as soon as possible. I would hate to do something wrong and get in trouble my first day," Alfred said, as he slipped his gum into his pocket. "Matthew, you and I should have the same classes and lunch," Alfred quietly said to Matthew. Alfred handed Matthew his printed schedule, which did have the classes as Matthew.

Rodreich smiled in triumph at Arthur. Glad that Alfred wanted him to show him around the school. While Arthur frowned.

Matthew looked at the schedule and sure enough him and Alfred had many of the same classed. He handed the paper back to Alfred who sliped it into his pocket.

Mr. Karpusi, who usually let his class have free days, was already asleep on his desk. This gave Alfred time to talk to his new classmates, more like prey in his eyes. Alfred smiled at Matthew, then it hit Matthew like another ton of bricks. Alfred was here because of him, and something was going to happen. "So Matthew, why don't you tell me who's who's?" Alfred asked, licking his lips again.

Ummm...those kids up there by Roderich are the smartest ones in the class and the good kids. You see that guy right there, that's Carlos he's my best friend. But he along with Arthur and a few others are the punks of the school. Their made up mostly of the bad-tempered, socially akward or inappropriate types. Like Francis, stay away from him." And then you have middle type student who aren't really the best but their not the worst like Ludwig, Kiku, and Feliciano. The theres Tino, Berwald, and Mathias too. Tino pretty nice but Berwald doesn't talk much and Mathias sometimes hangs out with Gilbert." Matthew said quietly, so only Alfred could hear him.

"Mmmm I have to thank you for summoning me, master, these will all be fun to mess with," Alfred whispered softly in Matthew's ear.

Matthew could feel his face heat up. "Please don't" He muttered, but Alfred was already up and talking to some of the other students.

Alfred knew who he should start unwrapping first, some tall man with silver-ash colored hair. Matthew could see how easy Alfred could work his dark charms, which meant all he had to do was make eye contact and the human was hooked. Alfred was able to make the man, who was known as Ivan Braginsky, blush in less than a few seconds. Alfred happily skipped back over to Matthew and sat close to the blond teen. "You don't need to worry Master, I have already changed your day...haven't you noticed something...different" Alfred asked, placing his cold hand on Matthew's.

Matthew's eyes widened in realization. "Y-your the reason why they are actually noticing me." Matthew said.

"It was part of our deal, correct? This was only the first day, master, I will make sure everyone notices you in everything. Trust me," Alfred said as he rested his head on Matthew's shoulder and smiling like an innocent smile.

Matthew nodded, blushing as Alfred put his head on his shoulder. The Canadian teen could feel glares directed at him for once he wished he had was invisible. But the class when on and finally the bell rang, signalling the end of class and Matthew quickly packed his things and got out of the room.

Alfred happily followed Matthew and taking hold of Matthew's warm hand. "You're so warm, that might be one reason I like you so much!" Alfred smiled sweetly. "My last master was so cold...and made me do bad things, you know?, but you seem like a good person Mattie, " Alfred said happily, slightly shivering when he thought of his last master.

"T-Thank you" Matthew said, blushing at the contact and complement.

"We're going to have some fun times, what some things you need to be done, master?" Alfred asked as they entered their second class together.

"I just want to finish today so therr is nothing I want right now." Matthew mumbled, taking his seat as Alfred sat next to him.

Alfred looked around and saw Francis, who was sitting next to Matthew. Alfred waved to Francis, who happily waved back. Once Alfred was sure he could hook Francis as easily as he hooked the others he began to start wooing Francis. "Excuse me, sir, I forgot a pencil and I know I'm new, but could you please let me borrow one?" Alfred asked, pouting sadly at the french pervert.

"Of course." Francis said, leaning close to Alfred and gave him the pencil while he moved his hand onto Alfred's thigh. "I didn't get the chance to talk to you this morning. Why don't you come to my house this afternoon." Francis said, moving his hand up and down Alfred's thigh.

Alfred almost smirked and started laughing like a man demon, but he had to keep his facade up for awhile. "Oh that would be lovely, but I promised Matthew I would come home with him today. He said he was going to show me Mr. Kumajiro" Alfred said, already knowing about Matthew's favorite stuffed polar bear. "But possible for lunch? I would love to get to know you, sir" Alfred said with his innocent voice.

Matthew twisted towards Alfred at the mention of his favorite stuffed animal. A look of shock on his face. /How does he know about Kumajiro!/

Francis felt disappointed his advance was shot down but smiled once Alfred agreed to lunch.

Alfred looked over at Matthew, smiling with an easy victory in hand. "We're going to have lots of fun, Mattie," Alfred said before starting on his work. School was like this, and in gym class it got even more interesting. Coach Sadiq had all the boys lined up out side at the track field to race each other, except for Alfred; who sat down to watch.

"Gilbert! Ivan! Ludwig! Antonio! and Williams! you five are up!" he yelled to the five teens to line up to race.

The five lined up to race. Gilbert was laughing and talking about him winning the race to Ludwig and Antonio. Ivan would glance over to Alfred and wave or smile behind the scarf he insisted on wearing. And Matthew was quiet simply waiting for the couch to begin the race so he could get it done and over with.

Alfred waved back at Ivan and smiled sweetly, though it was for all five of the boys. "Good luck" Alfred said to no one.

"Three...Two...one...GO!" Sadiq yelled loudly and then he blew his whistle. The four faster teens ran ahead as Matthew seemed to slack behind. Alfred smirked and closed his eyes, slowly releasing his powers to help Matthew. Alfred's shadow seemed to almost pick Matthew up and push hi to go faster and faster. Matthew felt his legs soon pulled him passed the the other runners, making their eyes widen in shock.

Matthew reached the finish line faster then the others. He was shocked by the sudden speed but one glance at Alfred and he knew it was his work.

Alfred looked like he had no soul in his eyes, suddenly Ivan fell face first and the other men also fell and got scratched up. Alfred suddenly sprung to life and saw Matthew had won. "Good job, Matthew!" Alfred said happily as he face and hugged Matthew as if Matthew was Alfred's big brother who just won the Olympics.

"T-Thank you." Matthew said, blushing as Alfred hugged him. He could feel glares at his back and heard Gilbert cuss and get scolded by Coach Sadiq.

"You did amazing! I didn't know you were fast and smart!" Alfred said out loud, making people give Matthew the attention he had been lacking all his life.

Matthew smiled at the attention. And despite how clingy Alfred was. Matthew found he liked it.

Lunch came just after gym class, which made Alfred happy to finally eat the satisfying human meal. Matthew grabbed lunch in the lunch line, while Alfred sat in the spot that Matthew told him to at. Alfred happy swung his legs as he waited in the back corner for his master.

Francis and Carlos walked over and sat at the table with Alfred, though Alfred's attention was on Matthew in line. Antonio, Francis's and Gilbert's Spanish friend, was infront of Matthew in the line. Antonio backed up and bumped into the Canadian teen.

"Watch out! " Antonio yelled at Matthew.

Matthew sighed as the Spanish teen bumped into him. He was used to it but still flinched when Antonio yelled at him.

Antonio growled and went to elbow Matthew in his gut, but was suddenly stopped and ended up tripping forwards and spilling his spaghetti all over the person in front of him. Lovino, Antonio's life long crush, soon became covered in the hot lunch. The lunch room grew quiet and everyone looked to see Lovino's eyes watering up and his fist balling up to hurt the Spaniard.

"Fucking Bastard!" Lovino Vargas screamed as he punched Antonio in the tan man's chest. Lovino stormed off and poor Antonio went to grab his beloved Italian, but he ended up slipping on the fallen noddles and falling to the dirty cafeteria floor.

Matthew stood silently as the scene took place. He looked over to Alfred and saw a small smirk on the blond devil's face.

Alfred's eyes looked even brighter than before at the embarrassing scene showed, which he caused. Antonio's face turned redder than a tomato and he scurried off the floor to find his beloved Lovino, leaving the laughter filled lunch room.

Matthew stepped over the fallen food and got his lunch. He walked over to Alfred and sat next to the blond. "Why did you do that?" He demanded, wanting to know why Alfred did it.

"What are you talking about?" Alfred asked sweetly, grabbing the piece of toast off of Matthew's food tray.

"You made Antonio trip and spill his food didn't you?" Matthew asked.

"I didn't do anything," Alfred whispered softly into Matthew's ear. "His wrath got the better of him," Alfred said, smirking wickedly.

Matthew sighed, knowing the devil wasn't going to fess up to his actions. He instead turned his attention back to his lunch which was half gone thanks to Alfred. Who only smiled at his annoyed look.

"You have to feed me, or else," Alfred said with a smirk as he licked his lips clean of the sweet tomato sauce, not realizing Francis and Carlos were watching them whisper.

Francis and Carlos glared at the two. Francis didn't understand why Alfred was acting so intimate with Matthew when he was shot down. Carlos on the other hand was wondered why Matthew was being so friendly with the new kid when he couldn't even hang his arm around the Canadian's shoulders without him freaking out.

"I better go, told me he was going to show me around. Bye , , Matthew," Alfred said as he gathered his shoulder bag and left the lunch room, swaying his hips. Francis and Carlos watched Alfred leave then they turned their looks straight to Matthew, who was finishing his lunch.

"What was that all about?" Carlos asked in his Cuban accent. Francis nodded toward the man's question to Matthew.

"Nothing, he's my cousin." Matthew said, coming up quickly with the excuse as he sensed the bad feelings coming from the two teenagers.

The loud bell rang, signaling it was time for their next class. Matthew saw on his way to class, Alfred talking with Roderich and Elizabeta. Alfred turned to Matthew and skipped over to his happily, glad to see his master. "So master! I was wondering what class do we have next?" Alfred asked, pulling Matthew close to him.

"Was it History? or Math?" Alfred asked happily as he purred in Matthew's ear.

"History and please don't do anything like you did at lunch." Matthew pleaded, before walking into the room with Alfred behind him.

"Only if you're safe, master," Alfred said as the two blond walked towards their class room. When they entered they noticed their History teacher, who was an Asian man.

Matthew nodded at Alfred's words, not used to the idea that someone wanted to protect him and keep him safe.

"Everyone take your seats." Mr. Wang said, making the loud from the class room quiet down in only a few seconds.

Alfred sat down next to Matthew, which was actually Ivan's spot; and he happily took out his book and flipped to a random page. "So Mattie, what are you learning about?" Alfred asked, ignoring Ivan's slightly odd look for his stealing his seat.

"Alfred, your in Ivan's seat." Matthew whispered.

Alfred looked over at Ivan ans smiled sweetly, which did not work on the annoyed teacher that was observing the scene. "Alfred, you're new so I won't yell at you, but there is an empty desk in the front. Come sit here now before you get in trouble," Mr. Wang said to Alfred, who nodded and happily moved to the front of the room. Alfred sat down next to Arthur, who was at the end of the row and the one sitting next to the empty desk.

Arthur smiled when Mr. Wang moved the beautiful blond next to him.

"Now open your books to chapter seven, we are going to talk about 'America's Revolution'" Mr. Wang said, handing Alfred a book that was already open.

Alfred looked at the chapter with a scowl on his face, which was easily noticed by Arthur, Matthew, and Mr. Wang. "Is something the matter, Alfred? " Mr. Wang asked.

Alfred looked at his teacher then the history book. "Nothing ..." Alfred mumbled.

Matthew wondered what had caused the dark look to pass over Alfred's face. He would have to ask the blond later.

Alfred started reading the book, feeling angered by the written words. After class it was time for everyone to go home, which seemed to be the greatest time during school. Alfred instantly found and latched onto Matthew, feeling happy he could be close to his master again. "So where to now?" Alfred asked as he hugged Matthew. People stared at the two blonds, wondering what to think about the scene in front of them.

"Home" Matthew muttered, not bothering to push Alfred way from him as they started to walk home. Halfway into their walk home Matthew asked Alfred about his reaction earlier while in history.

"Oh that? well it's a really long story, but let's just say I remember the revolutionary pretty well," Alfred said as he wiggled his hips, feeling his tail poking his skin.

Matthew nodded. Wondering what he meant but just thought that maybe Alfred was a old devil who had been there.

Once they got to Matthew's house they noticed Matthew's parents were gone, which made Alfred smirk darkly. "Your parents are going to be gone for awhile," Alfred said as they walked to the front door and entered the home.

"They are gone alot. Both of them work in big buisness corporations." Matthew said, putting his key into the door and opening it.

Alfred gave a twisted smirk, knowing that's not what he really meant. Once they were inside Alfred stripped of all his clothes, only leaving his thin black socks on.

Matthew set his backpack down next to the couch. When he turned around he blushed. "W-Why are you naked!" He stuttered, hidding his face behind his hands.

Alfred smiled as his large wings spread out and his tail made a loud cracking noise as it whipped around Alfred's legs, showing Matthew the full length of the tail. "I hate uniforms! My wings felt so scrammed all day!" Alfred said as he flapped his large bat-like wings, making a slight breeze flow over Matthew's body.

"You don't have to wear a uniform but please put on some clothes!" Matthew shouted in his soft voice. While he kept his eyes covered.

Alfred smirked and snapped his fingers, which seemed to do some type of magic. Alfred magically had on tight black shorts, a black tank-top, and a dark leather jacket. "Happy, master?" Alfred asked with a dark chuckle, swinging his long tail back and forth like a happy dog.

Matthew cautiously peaked throught his fingers at the blond devil. Once he saw Alfred clothed he let them fall from his face to his sides before he turned around and walked towards his bedroom to change.

Alfred followed Matthew, not wanting to leave his master's side. "So what's up with that Mr. Wang guy? He seems pretty mean! Last time I saw a chinese man that man, my last master was killing them!" Alfred said with a dark chuckle as he remembered his last master.

"He just very into his job." Matthew replied, but stopped dead in his tracks at the last of Alfred's words. He turned towards Alfred with a shocked look.

"What?" Alfred asked, as he floated above the wooden ground. "Did I say something wrong?" Alfred wondered to his new master.

"Your last master killed someone!" Matthew said, still shocked by the words and Alfred's indifference towards them.

"Yea, a lot of people! Mr. Winter was really moody and had a lot of issues, but he fed me a lot, so it was all good," Alfred said innocently, remembering the food Mr. Winter would bring him after each raid and slaughter.

Matthew whimpered softly and backed away till he reached his room and shut the door behind him.

Alfred winced as Matthew shut his door. He walked over to it and started knocked on Matthew's door, wishing his master wouldn't shun him like this. "Master it's lonely out here! and I'm hungry!" Alfred cried softly, feeling low on power.

Sighing Matthew opened the door. "What are you hungry for?" He asked.

Alfred smiled and got closer to Matthew, grabbing the human teen by his shoulders. Alfred lowered himself and pressed his body against Matthew's, lining his chest against Matthews. "Your emotions would be nice~," Alfred purred as he licked Matthew's neck slowly.

"E-Emotions?" Matthew stuttered, biting back a moan as Alfred licked his neck.

"Of course! Devil can feed off different things that belong to humans. Organs, blood, cum, piss, emotions, feelings, tears, pleasure, pain, and sanity. You will regain your emotions, feelings, cum, piss, blood, and possible your sanity, but the rest will feed me," Alfred said, slightly making weird voices as he remembered the taste of human flesh.

Matthew stared at devil slightly afraid, "Wh-What of my Emotions?" He asked.

"Well I could eat off your happiness, but you would be depressed till it comes back," Alfred said, still not making any sense. "For example, you know how people just suddenly get angry or depressed for no reason? Usually it's a devil stealing their emotions for that time being," Alfred said with an honest smile.

"No I don't want that. Isn't there something else?" Matthew asked, not wanting his happiness to be eaten.

"Didn't you hear my list? I can eat almost anything!" Alfred said as he started licking Matthew's neck again. Alfred loved the taste of Matthew, finding him to be pure and very tasty compared to his other masters.

Matthew moaned softly when Alfred started to lick his neck again. He could feel warmth spreading to his groin.

"So what can I eat? If you don't feed me, than I have to take your soul, and I really don't want too," Alfred said, licking down Matthew's neck to the area above his chest.

Matthew's eyes widened at those words. "My cum then." He said quickly, not realizing what he said till after they left his mouth.

Alfred smirked and nodded, pushing Matthew over to his bed. "Good, I was hoping for something like that," Alfred said as he licked his fangs. "This is your first time, correct?" Alfred asked as his tail began to run up and down Matthew's clothed legs.

Matthew nodded weakly. Feeling his face heat up in embarrassment.

"Mmmm I guess I just got luck on this call," Alfred said as he began to unbutton Matthew's school pants. "I'm not going to take it from you, but please give me a warning," Alfred said as he slowly pulled down Matthew's boxers. Alfred giggled as Matthew's face changed into a painful look as the cold air hit is semi-hard cock. Alfred began to lick the tip of Matthew's cock, slowly taking the organ in and teasing Matthew by lightly scrapping his fangs against the sensitive organ.

Matthew moaned as Alfred engulfed his erection.

Alfred took in the whole organ, groaning in happiness as he tasted the salty pre-cum that he had missed so much. Alfred began to use his longer-than-normal tongue. Alfred's tail began to tease Matthew's hole, seeming to have its own mind.

Matthew moaned at the feeling of Alfred's tongue around his shaft and the devil's tail touched him.

Alfred lifted his head and grabbed his naughty tail, slightly growling at it. Alfred held his tail in one hand and started pumping Matthew's shaft with his other hand. "Does this feel good to you? I haven't done this since... well awhile ago," Alfred asked as he rubbed the base but licked the tip playfully.

"Yes!" Matthew groaned, gripping the sheets of his bed tightly as the pleasure coursed through him.

Alfred smiled happily and kept sucking on the Canadian teen's cock, waiting for Matthew to release. Alfred lifted his head again and looked Matthew with his lust filled blue eyes. "Master, you will feel something coming out of here soon... if you piss in my mouth, I won't care. So don't be scared, sir" Alfred said before going back to sucking on the teen's organ.

Matthew could only nod at what Alfred said. Having not even heard any of it. He moaned again as Alfred continued to suck him and soon he felt something building up and only moments later he came into Alfred's mouth.

Alfred greedily drank it down, missing the hot and strong taste of human cum. Alfred kept sucking n the organ, making sure he was not leaving anything behind. Once Alfred was satisfied he crawled on top of Matthew's licking a few spots of the white liquid off the side of his mouth. "Master, are you okay?" Alfred asked as he began to grind his bottom again Matthew's warm groin.

"Yes" Matthew panted, feeling himself start to harden again as Alfred rubbed himself against him.

"Open your mouth, and keep it open," Alfred said as he lowered himself closer to Matthew. Alfred pressed his lips to Matthew and waited for the boy to open his mouth before he could get some more energy, since the cum wasn't enough.

Matthew nodded and when Alfred pressed his lips to his he opened his mouth.

Matthew could feel Alfred's long tongue touch all around his mouth, which felt good at first; but soon Matthew felt his mouth feeling to dry to be comfortable.

Luckly Alfred pulled back after a few more seconds.

"What did you do?" Matthew asked dryly, trying to wet his mouth but it remained dry.

"I live off of almost anything a human has, saliva is a good and fast snack," Alfred said, kissing Matthew's lips softly. "Blood is one of my favorite, and when you die...I will consume your heart," Alfred said, licking down and tracing one of Matthew's veins with his tongue.

Matthew slid away from Alfred. Not liking what the devil said.

"I won't rip your heart out while your alive, master," Alfred said as he lifted himself in the air with his large wings. "Besides all you humans have to do is drink water and your mouths are back to normal, but I will require blood before the night is over," Alfred purred happily as he just floated out of Matthew's room.

Matthew shivered at the words but once Alfred left the room he quickly changed before going to his bathroom and getting a drink of water.

Alfred sighed and began to float around Matthew's house, looking at the pictures of his family; which all seemed very sad. Alfred picked up one of Matthew alone during one of the Human Winter holidays, and it pulled Alfred's dead heart strings. Alfred traced the sad and innocent looking face of his human master, feeling bad for the boy. Alfred placed the picture down and flew over to Matthew, who was sipping water in the kitchen now.

"You really are alone, aren't you Master?" Alfred asked, sitting on the counter next to his master.

"My parents are hard at work and before you came I was invisible." Matthew said sadly, not even bothering to deny he was alone.

"Well now you never have to worry about that, master! I'll be here for you forever, unless you want me to leave...I know I cause a lot of trouble, but you really can't blame me," Alfred said, happily kicking his legs back and forth.

"I don't want to be alone." Matthew said.

Alfred looked over at Matthew and understood the look on the teen's face, one he use to sport often back in his human days. "When I was human... I was alone because I liked men... my neighbors anf family used to tease me and they would do horrible things to me. Be lucky you don't have to deal with that, Master" Alfred said, placing his head on Matthew's shoulder for support.

"You were human once?" Matthew asked surprised.

Alfred nodded slowly, remembering he once too had parents; but they certainly did not love him.

"How did you become a devil then?" Matthew asked, curious about Alfred how became the way he was now. Looking at Alfred and thinking the young blond didn't seem as demonic as before.

Alfred looked up and sighed, trying to remember the sinful thing his did to place him in this position. "Well...It all happened when I was very young, about thirteen, and the British soldiers were in my home town in Virginia," Alfred started...

~(Flashback)~

Thirteen year old Alfred F. Jones was sitting in his room with his wooden soldiers that his cousin had sent him from Great Britain for his seventh birthday. Alfred was admiring the faces, not noticing his parent watching his son with a group of men in the same uniform as his red coat dolls.

"Alfred?" Alfred's mother called to her son, sadness drenched her voice. Alfred did not turn to face his mother, still admiring his figurines.

"Alfred!" Alfred's father yelled to his son, the boy quickly turned at the voice to see his father. Mr. and Mrs. Jones were both ill tempted and very strict on their only son, who they figured was metal from his lack of interest in having a wife and family.

"Yes, papa?" Alfred asked, placing his figuring in their case and standing up to respect his father. Alfred looked at the guards, both looked British.

"Alfred, these two will be taking you back to London to join the Queen's armies against these rebels" his father said as he motion Alfred to come closer. Alfred walked up to the two guards and smiled sweetly, offering his hand to them. "Hello, it's nice to meet you; but I don't want to join the army," Alfred said innocently as he kept his hand out for them to shake.

"I wasn't asking, you rat," his father said, hitting Alfred on the head.

"Sir, there was really no need to hit him." A fiery red head with dark emerald eyes said.

"No no, he needs to learn respect to his queen. Alfred, you will go with Captain Ian and leave tomorrow morning. Now go back your shit!" Mr. Jones yelled, hitting Alfred on the head again. Mrs. Jones started scowling at Alfred as he began to protest, grabbing the teen by his ears and pulling the boy to the stairs.

"I'm sorry about him, he is... rather brain dead," said, apologizing for his son's behavior.

"No need to be sorry." Ian said, forcing a smile.

"You'll see what I mean soon enough, sir, would you two like some tea?" asked, not even waiting for their answer till he yelled at his slave to start brewing some tea for his guest. Alfred walked down the stairs with a small suitcase filled with his clothes.

"Could you be any slower, boy?" His mother yelled at her son, who was walking down the stairs.

"Sorry mom, I had to make sure Tony was comfortable. The voyage to England is a long time, and I don't want him being mad because it was uncomfortable," Alfred explained, talking about his stuff doll-thing.

"Dammit Boy! Stop being worried about a doll and start being worried if you'll even live to see England!" his angry father yelled. "Captain Ian, you can take him now before I decide to kill him," said, getting a nod from his wife. Alfred looked away with shame, knowing his parents hated him for unknown reasons.

Alfred walked over to Captain Ian and avoided eye contact, which bother his parents caught and punished his with a hard hit on his head. The other soldier began to leave, motioning the Captain and Alfred to come with them. "Bye mama, bye Papa," Alfred said softly, not sure if he was going to ever see them again.

"Stop talking and start walking! Hurry up, shitbag!" his father yelled, making Alfred turn away and start walking with Captain Ian.

They walked for minutes in silence. Ian and Alfred side by side with the other soldier farther up the path. It was quite until Alfred broke it.

"Captain Ian, I don't want to fight," Alfred whispered so that the other soldier wouldn't hear him.

"Your to small to fight. You most likely will be swabbing a deck on one the boats or doing some other similar task on land." Ian replied, taking in the small stature of the boy even for his age and the soft features.

Again Ian walked in silence with the young colonist. Stealing glances at the feminine boy. The other soldier was still some feet ahead. "Why did they act that way towards you?" He asked, after some more minutes of silence.

"What do you mean? All p-parents are like towards me, even other people...Don't know why, just are," Alfred said with a fake smile. His life had always been like this, and he had no clue. It all started when he was five and told a girl he didn't like her and ended up kissing a teenage boy, but that wasn't too bad.

Ian's eyebrows knitted together in confusion. He wondered what would make people act so cruel to such a young boy.

"But why though? There must be a reason?" Ian asked.

"I want to sew, I love knitting for my cousin...but my family thinks I'm...well..." Alfred's voice got even quieter, "they think I'm a homosexual." Alfred's face was a light pink color, which looked cute on his tan face.

"Are you?" Ian asked quietly, honestly not to surprised by the confession.

"I-I don't know..." Alfred said, looking away from his new boss.

"You don't know? Then what happened to make you and them think you were?" The captain asked.

"I-I don't know, I don't want a family, I don't like girls, I just want to...be free," Alfred said, looking away.

"Surely you want a family. You don't want to be alone for the rest of your life do you?" Ian asked, narrowing his eyes slightly. Feeling like the blond was not telling him the thruth.

"I don't like women...I like looking at guys..." Alfred mumbled softly, blushing even deeper.

"Their are alot of people like that out there. It just they normally don't say anything because people are so simple minded." Ian said, giving the golden blond a smile and making a another blush form on the tan cheeks.

"I...I haven't met any other person like that," Alfred said with a deep blush.

"I'm sure you will. A pretty thing like you will be picked up by a guy in no time. It just may be awhile. Some guys might like an older lover but their are some that like younger ones." Ian said, being truth full in words. Being such a man and having met a few of those men himself but never talked about them until now.

"T-thank you, Captain!" Alfred said, looking forward and noticing the setting sun. "We should probably go stay somewhere, it's dangerous to travel at night, captain," Alfred said softly as the walked through the town.

"That would be a good idea. There should be somewhere to stay down the road." Ian said, walking down the road with the young blond along side him. After a few minutes they reached a tavern.

The other soldier, Ian, and Alfred all stayed in a room, but the other soldier went down to the pub to enjoy the sweet whiskey offered. Alfred was sitting in his bed, swinging his legs happily as he hummed an innocent nursery rhythm. Alfred had his hair tied in a pony tail and his eyes closed as he imagined seeing his older cousin in London. He was only wearing a large night shirt, finding the nights to be far to warm for pants of any kind.

Ian came into the room. Having finished talking to the owner about their stay. Walking in he saw Alfred on the bed with only a shirt on, swinging his legs which to Ian looked soft. The British soldier licked his lips.

Alfred looked over and smiled at the man, happy to not be alone any longer. "Hello Captain Ian," Alfred greeted in his sweet voice.

"Hello" Ian said, moving over to the other bed and started to take the layers of his clothes off. Leaving him in only a thin shirt and pants.

"Does it snow in England?" Alfred asked, wishing the heat would leave. Alfred looked at Ian and smiled, glad to know he wasn't the only one who was hot.

"Yes" Ian said, moving over to sit on the bed with Alfred.

"That's good," Alfred smiled as he kept swinging his naturally beautiful legs. "How are you feeling today, Captain?" Alfred asked, creating small conversation.

"Good but I could be better." Ian said, keeping his eyes on the exposed sking of the young blond.

"I'm sorry, is there anything I can get you? I can run to get you some water if you want some, sir," Alfred offered sweetly to the older man.

"There is" Ian said, pushing the small teen down onto the bed and climbing ontop of him.

"C-captain? W-what are you doing?" Alfred stuttered nervously as he was forced down on the bed.

"I like you and you'll like it too. You just need to relax." Ian said, letting his darker side show as he took Alfred's top off. He started to slip his pants off. Letting his harden erection show.

Alfred began to wiggled violently, knowing what that large, red, organ was. "M-Mr. Ian, p-please s-stop," Alfred let out a soft whimper.

"Just relax don't fight it. You'll only make it hurt." Ian said, bringing his fingers to his mouth and wet them before putting them to Alfred's entrance. He started to stretch the blond before he deemed him ready. He coated his shaft in his salvia before he pushed himself into the young blond. Holding his hand over Alfred mouth to keep him from making noise.

Alfred tried to scream for help, wishing the other soldier would enter in and stop Captain Ian. Alfred wiggled violently to get out of Ian's hold, but his resistance was in vain. Alfred cried as he felt the man's organ deep in his small bottom, feeling more violated than ever before. Alfred ended up biting Ian's hand as hard as he could, making the Scotsman pull away and nurture his bleeding hand. Alfred grabbed something he had seen the other soldier had set on to his night stand, which was a small dagger. Alfred swung his weak arms and stabbed Ian's bleeding hand.

"GAH!" Ian yelled out, as he was stabbed. He pulled his bleeding hand to him and got ready to hit the young blond with his other when he felt something that made him stop. He looked down and saw that Alfred had plunged the dagger into him. He coughed up blood before slumping over onto the teen as his vision faded to black.

Alfred smirked as he kept stabbing the Captain, even though the man was dead. Alfred ended up stabbing the man's chest so much that he was able to see the rib cage. Alfred smiled as he broke through the bones and got to the hardly beating organ. Alfred stopped when he saw Ian's heart, shocked to see the beautiful organ. Alfred gripped the heart with in Ian's chest and raised it to his lips, slowly kissing the organ.

"Looks like you have a heart, Captain," Alfred said, licking some of the blood.

"What the hell are you doing?" The soldier said, stepped into the room as the door to it shut behind him. He walked over until he realized exactly what Alfred had done and he started to back away.

Alfred jumped and turned to see the other soldier, which scared the poor teen. Alfred placed the heart down and grabbed the knife from Ian's slowly chilling body. "I-it was an accident! He pinned me down and s-started to..." Alfred went to explain, but had happen to have lost his words. Alfred got closer to the soldier, crying and whimpering as the blood dripped down his body, both from Ian and himself.

The soldier backed away from the teen. But stopped as he hit the back of a wall. He looked around the room for a moment trying to find a weapon. Taking his eyes of the blond which was a mistake for when his gaze settled back on the boy. Alfred was only a few inches from him.

"I-I'm sorry...I can't have anyone finding out..." Alfred said as he stabbed the man, and continued to stab him until the man died and Alfred had also ripped the man's heart out. But instead of keeping it, like Ian's heart, he began to eat the metallic tasting organ. Finding a sudden urge to eat it. Alfred licked his lips of the blood and started crying even more, still unsure why he was doing this, but he soon realized he like the taste of the pink organ.

Alfred walked back to his home with Ian's heart and smiled wickedly, deciding he was going to removed more of them. Alfred slipped on his pants and took Ian's red jacket and he placed the heart into a pillow case, deciding he would keep the heart of the only person who made him feel normal even though said man had raped him. Alfred slipped out of the room and left the inn, heading back to his place of birth, and where the two demons of his life slept.

Both of Alfred's parents sleep. Oblivious to the danger of their son as he got closer to home.

Alfred easily infiltrate the house, none of the servants caught him as he made his way into his Parents' bed room. Alfred placed the pillow case with Ian's heart in the hall as he got to the side of his parents' bed. He stood be side his father and raised the knife over the man's chest, ramming his hands down and stabbing directly into the old man's heart. Alfred quickly took care of his mother, stabbing her a few times before turning back to his father to make sure he was dead as a doornail. Alfred smiled at his work, which was only seen in the bright light of the moon from the window.

Alfred made his way off the bed and back to the pillow case, grabbing it and heading to leave. "I'll be right back," Alfred said as he walked down the stairs and to the back yard. Alfred stopped at a large oak tree and started digging a hole, deciding he would bury the precious item. He wrapped the pillow case with Ian's heart in it with the man's jacket. Placing it in the hole.

Then there was a scream that made the young blond turn around.

Alfred turned to see one of the servants, making his eyes wide in horror. Alfred placed the heart in the hole and pushed the dirty over it before he headed to stab the loud servant woman.

"Dammit! Why did you have to come see!" Alfred cried as he swung his knife into her skin, wishing he did not have to kill her as well. Alfred didn't even bother to make sure she was dead before he ran back into the house and into his parents' bedroom, which drenched of the smell of blood.

Alfred looked out the window to see the servant asking for help with a few other servants. Alfred got between his parents' dead bodies and smiled softly as their blood soaked his clothes.

"What happened!" One of the servants asked, helping the injured women.

"The boy...blood...he...killed..." The women said in between breaths, she clutched her side that was heavily bleeding before passing out.

One servant turned to the other and yelled something, in a language that Alfred did not understand, and soon one servant went to get the towns people. Alfred did not care, he happily removed his mother's heart and chewed on the organ. "Now I...have your...love..." Alfred mumbled softly between his chewing.

By the time Alfred had finished his mother's heart and his Fathers, the bed room door open to reveal a few men with muskets, pitch forks, blowtorches, and rope. The people stared in shock, many of them ready to kill the cannibalizing teenager.

"What are you doing Alfred?" Alfred's uncle asked, horrified at the sight of his youngest nephew and his dead brother and sister-in-law. Alfred did not answer them, instead he licked the rich blood off of his fingers.

"Alfred! Answer me! What are you doing!" Alfred's uncle yelled, horrified and shocked that his normally sweet nephew was doing something so terrible.

"I stole their love..." Alfred mumbled softly as he dipped his hand in his father's open chest and bringing his blood covered hand to his mouth.

"Get the demon child! Throw him in jail! We'll kill him in the morning!" their mayor yelled to his people, who happily did so.

The people seized the young boy. Tying him tightly up in the rope before dragging him down to the prison. Two of the men threw Alfred into the dirty jail cell. With dawn only a few hours away.

Alfred sat in the cell and cried softly to himself, wondering what kind of blinded haze he had been thrown into. He could not remember why or what happened, but he know it felt good and he was in trouble. "P-please... I don't want to die... not yet..." Alfred cried, mindlessly licking his blood stained lips.

The guards ignored the crys of the 'devil child' and went about their business.

Alfred kept crying, begging to not die. "I..I'll give up anything...not to die...yet," Alfred cried, mindlessly licking his lips.

"What a odd child you are." A voice said, although the guards did not hear it. They having left only seconds before having decided to go and play cards somewhere else.

Alfred kept his back turned to the voice. "I-I didn't mean to! I d-don't know w-why...I c-couldn't stop," Alfred cried, into his shoulder.

"Didn't mean to? I Oh no I think you did and you enjoyed every minute of it. But that's okay. It's only natural." The voice said, the owner of it still not revealing themselves.

Alfred turned to the voice with no body, not sure what to think of it. "Only natural? It was ..horrible! I should not have enjoyed it!...I'm going to burn in hell for ever..." Alfred cried.

"What if I make a deal with you. It will save you from burning forever." The voice said.

Alfred's eyes seemed to burst into a brighter color of blue, surprised to hear those words. "What kind of deal! p-please tell me!" Alfred begged the bodiless voice.

"Become a devil. You've shown yourself to be good at it. Even better than most of the young devil's and your still only human." The voice said, before a man with long blond hair and piercings green eyes revealed himself to the young boy.

Alfred's eyes widened, not understanding what he meant. "I-I don't want to hurt people..." Alfred said softly, though hearts did taste amazing.

"Now don't lie to yourself. You liked killing those people and their hearts tasted good didn't they." The devil man said, his green eyes staring down at the boy.

Alfred nodded to the devil, not going to deny how amazing the taste was. "I...I do like their hearts..." Alfred said quietly to the man, still licking his stained lips.

"Then do you agree. If not you'll be killed and then burn." The man said, brushing some of Alfred's hair out of his eyes in an almost intimate manner.

Alfred's eyes were glazed with tears, which added to his cute human features. "Y-yes sir..." Alfred whimpered as he latched on to the demon, which startled him, and began to cry quietly.

The devil grinned and lifted Alfred up bridal style. "I will be your master." The man said, before kissing Alfred and sealing their pact.

Alfred closed his eyes as a wave of pain hit his small body. He opened his eyes to see his new master's staring at him happily. Alfred had not idea what he had gotten himself in to.

(~ End of Flash Back~)

Alfred sighed as he finished his story and then smiled towards Matthew, who was wide eyed. "And I've been a devil ever since then..." Alfred said happily.

"Y-You ate people's hearts." Matthew stuttered, he knew being around the devil was bad but now that he knew he had killed and eaten people as a human made his fear of Alfred grow.

"Yes...and after I became a devil, the hungry grew to an addiction," Alfred said, mindlessly licking his lips. Matthew felt Alfred's cold breath on his neck, which sent so many chills down his body.

Matthew despite his fear couldn't help the blush that formed on his face. "What happened after. I mean to the heart you buried and the man that made you a devil?" He asked, trying to take Alfred's attention off of him.

Alfred sighed sadly, wishing Matthew would stay away from the subject. "I haven't found Ian's heart, and the Demon...you humans know him as Satan? Well he is my Master, he's the one who sent me to you, , and My first master..." Alfred said softly. "He's just sent me on small assignments until I was ready to be a full devil," Alfred said, licking Matthew's neck.

"Oh..." Matthew muttered, not saying anything else and simply let Alfred lick and kiss him.

Alfred purred and kept licking and kissing Matthew's neck, enjoying the sweet taste of his master. "My last masters were so cold to me...I am looking forwards to spending a life time with you," Alfred chuckled darkly.

Matthew nodded weakly. Knowing there was no way he could get away from Alfred now.

"Now about that blood, Master~" Alfred said softly as he opened his mouth and brushed his fangs against Matthew's tender neck skin.

Matthew flinched and tried to move away from Alfred but was caught by him and held still.

Alfred sunk his fang into Matthew's skin, puncturing the soft flesh to get to Matthew's blood filled veins. Alfred let out a pleasurable moan as the warm blood filled his waiting mouth, which had been deprived of the substance for so long. Alfred began to suck and stopped when he was sure he had enough for awhile, though he did use his tongue to lap up the remaining droplets.

Alfred moved away from Matthew and smiled, licking his blood covered lips happily. "You taste Amazing, Master, I want you to know that I think I'll be becoming a glutton for you," Alfred teased as he left a slightly bloody kiss on Matthew's neck, which he licked up.

Matthew nodded, not knowing what to say to that. "I have to take a bath" He said, noticing that some of his blood had gotten onto his shirt.

"Can I come?" Alfred asked happily, remembering how nice baths felt when he was living with General Winter.

"Sure" Matthew said, walking towards his bathroom. His face heated up at thoughts of him and Alfred slone in the bath and naked.

Alfred happily flew to the bathroom, removing his clothes and floating nakedly as Matthew got the water ready. One it was full the two got into the bath, Alfred got in and him and Matthew both enjoyed the warm water as he cuddled up to his master's chest. "Will you wash my back?" Alfred asked, which made Matthew realize that Alfred's wings disappeared as he entered the tub.

Nodding Matthew got a wash cloth and lathered it in soap before bringing it to Alfred's back. He began washing it. Feeling the smooth and soft sking beneath his finger tips. "Where did your wings go?" He asked.

"In my skin, it's uncomfortable when they go in; but I don't want you getting hurt.- Oh will you wash my wings too?" Alfred asked, wagging his tail happily. Matthew felt as if Alfred's tail was far to close to his bottom; but it was just a tail, right?

"Okay" Matthew said, jumping slightly when Alfred's wings came out from the young blond's back. Matthew began washing them. Feeeling the odd texture that looked like leather but felt very soft. All the while still keeping his eyes on Alfred's tail.

Matthew heard Alfred purring like a cat, which sounded cute coming from the small teenage devil. Matthew felt Alfred's tail teasing his hole again, seeming to have its own naughty mind and dirty plans. Alfred kept his eyes shut as Matthew scrubbed his wing clean, which felt so amazing to the devil.

Matthew bit his lip as Alfred's tail rubbed against his enterance and the insides of his legs as he washed Alfred's back and wings.

Matthew felt the tip slowly push itself inside of his bottom, and Alfred didn't seem to notice because he was to busy purring from his back and wings getting cleaned.

"A-Alfred please...your tail" Matthew moaned, halting himself from cleaning Alfred's boy any furthur as the his tail pushed further into him.

Matthew felt the tail being pulled out by Alfred, slightly cutting his soft skin. "Sorry Master, I got excited," Alfred blushed as his tail and wings disappeared in embarrassment. "It won't happen again, master" Alfred said, cuddling up with Matthew.

"It's alright" Matthew said, wincing slightly from the cut the tail made.

Alfred smiled and grabbed the washcloth from Matthew, deciding it was time for his master to get clean. Alfred climbed on top of Matthew and started rubbing the teen's body with the cloth. Alfred was a bit rough, but he got the job done.

Matthew smiled at Alfred weakly. Feeling the rough washing but knew Alfred was trying to please him.

"So tomorrow I was thinking about getting you noticed extremely, like what if you beat up ?" Alfred asked, which made Matthew gulp loudly. Ivan was by far the strongest person in the school, and possibly their town.

"No no, I'm fine with the attention I have now. Beating up Ivan would just give me to much and I don't think I could handle that." Matthew said, not wanting to fight the tall Russian.

"Don't worry, you got the supernatural on your side... I can make it look like you're a hero!" Alfred said, kissing Matthew's neck again. "Trust me, Master," Alfred whispered softly.
Matthew relaxed under the kissing. He wondered why Alfred's cold touch calmed him.

"Now lets go! I'm ready to make you noticed!" Alfred said as he kissed Matthew one more time before jumping out of the tub, in all his naked glory.

Matthew turned beat red at Alfred's naked body as he got out of the bath.

Alfred happily flew to Matthews bed and jumped on it, almost instantly falling asleep on the soft bed. Matthew sighed and got in bed, cuddling up to the cold skinned devil. /Don't worry Master, tomorrow you will be in the spot light/ Alfred thought as he slept in his dreamless world.

Matthew could only worry about what tommorrow would bring.


A/N

New story from me and my Kats.