I’ll make you mine

A simple hum left his lips as Gerard said he didnt have any plans. So really, Eden could just return to his meeting and tell them to come back some other time. But the seraph suggested in a couple of hours and Eden sighed deeply though he wasnt disappointed. “Will you be hungry at that time?” He asked, looking at one of his colleagues as they passed by, sending them a polite smile. “I could get us a table somewhere if you’d like or tell my servants to make something for you?” He thought out loud, letting Gerard decide. Either way he agreed on meeting at Cicada Café and told the seraph that he was looking forward to spending time with him. He had to return to his meeting but it was like he just wanted time to pass by quickly. He made them all leave his office before he sat down and made a deep sigh. It was as if he was counting every minute till he could go. When it seemed reasonable, he got up and got ready to leave. The car was parked outside, for once he had decided to drive himself though it wasnt often. He drove to Central and parked the car before he went towards the café. He saw him standing there and he swore he could feel his dead heart beat. A gentle smile spread on his lips as he reached him. “Mr. Castell,” he greeted him politely with a nod. “So what do you want to do first? Eat?” He asked, letting the seraph decide what they should do rather than Eden dictating the course of the day.

There was just something about how he said his name with that french accent that made Eden feel like he would hear him just say it over and over. The question made him shake his head, smiling softly as he looked at him. “Why would I be bored?” He asked before he narrowed his eyes a little at the seraph. “I’m interested in knowing everything about you that you’d like to tell me. Now, taking you out to eat sounds like the perfect opportunity to do that, yes?” He explained, chuckling softly as he made a deep sigh. “Dont feel pressured to tell me anything at all. I want to show you that you can trust me,” he added, looking a little serious for a moment. Then he took off his gloves to grab his phone. “I’ve made a reservation at this really nice place. I think you’d like it,” he said, looking at Gerard with a warm smile. Then he nodded for them to go, leading the way as he somehow doubted that the seraph would know. It was a small homely café and Eden knew it only because Loralei had taken him there. The place was nothing but a bad memory, but the food was good for those who ate actual food.

He noted how the seraph held the door for him, but he didnt think of it as anything bad, quite contrary, it made hin feel good. Surely his other clients felt differently, but Eden should have proved at this point to be rather different than the other men. He didnt want to treat Gerard as if he was inferior or simply entertainment, he wanted to treat him as if they were just two equal men seeing each other. It probably wasnt that special, but Eden liked to think that.
He sat down and watched as it was so clear to see that the young seraph was amazed by the view. He folded his hands and shrugged as Gerard thought he looked stupid. “No no no. Not at all,” he chuckled and shook his head. “I find it rather endearing actually,” he explained with a soft smile. The notion that this was everyday life for him made him sigh. If only. He looked at his hands for a moment. “Actually this is the first time for me. I dont usually take someone that I barely know out to eat at cozy small places I know” he said, looking up as he chuckled, thinking it was him who was the silly one now. “I usually reserve that for people I want to impress. But I guess I do want to impress you,” he pondered, sighing before he shrugged. The waiter arrived and Eden just asked for a glass of wine with a bit of blood mixed in, which they served here for the blooddrinkers. The waiter then looked at Gerard, wanting to know his order. “Order anything you’d like. Look at the descriptions and not the price,” Eden urged him, smiling gently.

He know it sounded weird but he couldnt really explain it. “I have this feeling about you... that no one has really tried to look at what’s under the surface,” he said, narrowing his eyes a little like he wanted to add a And I’d like to be that person but he kept quiet and sighed. “But yeah, never before have I done something like this,” he admitted just to clarify that he wasnt lying.
He was a little surprised to notice how his words made Gerard blush as he asked him to order whatever he’d like. He leaned back as Gerard admitted that it felt weird, his expression turning a little curious as he wondered what he meant. Hearing that his clients usually ordered for him made Eden frown a little. “What do they pick for you? Something light? Or cheap?” He asked, scoffing if it was the latter, though he wasnt really surprised if that was so. “I really dont get why they wouldnt just let you be yourself. What is it that they want when you’re with them?” He asked, unable to hide his curiousity as he couldnt figure out what usually went on when some rich guy hired an escort.

The notion that he hadnt gone further than a kiss made Eden smile a little as he simply nodded. Now he felt like he might have been too forward when he was talking about taking him home the other day. Hopefully the seraph hadnt taken offense to his words. He nodded a little in agreement to the fact that he believed most of these rich men were feeling the need to feel important. And it wasnt just enough to be rich and successful.
“You’re forgetting to leave out the fact that they’re mostly closeted homosexuals or somewhat curious,” he added with a small raise of his eyebrow. He didnt think that most women liked to have eacorts because some of them didnt really need long to find company all for free.
“You are free to talk about whatever you want when you’re with me,” he said with a shrug, hoping it would keep the notion that he was in a safe space and not to be judged by whatever he wanted to say. “So go on. Say something you’ve never said before, because you worried the client would get mad” he dared him with a soft chuckle to let him know he wasnt actually serious. Well only if he wanted to follow the dare.

“Painful yes. But do not pity them. They could use their frustration to do good, but instead they stomp on those who are beneath them? They dont deserve pity, they deserve exactly what they get,” he said with a shrug. Eden wasnt really shy to show his attraction to whoever he felt it towards no matter where he was, but he hadnt ever had to clarify whether he was into one thing or the other. He just didnt find it necessary, especially as a vampyre where the act of drinking blood wasnt just percieved as a food source but more so also a sort of intimacy to share with another person... probably only something that came with age when things were getting too repetitive.
He was quite interested in hearing what Gerard had to say, especially if it was something that would anger most of the clients he saw. He tilted his head as the seraph spoke, chuckling a little as his gaze wandered away for a moment. He should have known that would be his reply. But then he elaborated and that really caught Eden’s attention as he looked at him. He couldnt say he was disagreeing but he had just sort of accepted that it was how the world worked. It was better to just know where you were standing and stick to what you could do. “Well for people to be kinder, you’d have to take away their greed. And that would most probably not be likely, because without greed and hunger, what are we really?” He pondered, looking a little thoughtful before he sighed. “I dont really know what life is like for you, I was born into a rich family and never needed anything. My job was almost handed to me on a silver platter, same with my education,” he said with a shrug. Even if it was rather vague, it was still giving away some information about himself. Though Eden never really got into depth with the kind of childhood or person he was. Their waiter arrived with their orders and Eden thanked him with a polite smile. Instead of taking a sip right away, he placed his index on the top of the glas and felt the thin edge. He could feel how cheap it had been to make solely based on the smoothness of it. “Do you find me scary?” He suddenly asked but then he frowned and groaned softly, gesturing with his hand to let him repeat that. “What I meant is. Me offering you more than the rest of your clients must make you think that I’m out for something you might not be able to give me?” He rephrased, clearly interested in knowing what the seraph thought or felt.

He was really interested in heaing what the seraph thought about this whole ordeal, because it was in every sense odd to say the least. He found him to be rather perceptive with what he seemed to notice, but a part of him guessed that it was something that followed when you had to live off escorting; Not that he knew exactly what Gerard’s situation was like, but obviously it couldnt be good when he had almost just mentioned his own lack of education. The mention of boredom made him lift one corner of his mouth in a smile as he simply nodded. However he hadnt expected him to read further into it and the comment on him wanting to chase something made him chuckle. “I guess I’ve let you read me like an open book,” he said, finally lifting his glass to take a small sip. The blood was hidden so far behind the taste of sour grapes, he wondered if the taste was just as strong for those who could actually drink it. “Well.. You’ve definitely impressed me with your perception. If you’re really that interested in reading, I can show you some books that might peak your interest?” He suggested, smiling gently as he leaned back into a relaxed position though his posture didnt seem to change. He lifted his glass to his lips and had another small sip, letting the seraph eat in peace as he just watched him in a calm manner. “On another note. What’s your favorite meal?” He asked.

It could sound as if Eden was having some secret agenda with his question and perhaps he was. But it would most probably be out of the need to impress the man he sat in front of; So depending on his answer, Eden would figure out what he could do with that. The confession made him wrinkle his nose a little because surely that wasnt true. He looked at the fork as he loosely touched the pasta, makig him wonder if his question has made Gerard feel uncomfortable. He shrugged at the mention of chocolate, “You’d be surprised to know how many actually doesnt. At least in my circle,” he chuckled, then looking at the plate of pasta. He simply nodded and sighed. “Guess we’ll have to figure that out together then,” he said with a rather confident smile. He tilted his head a little to the side as he looked at his own glass, touching the bottom of it gently. “I’ve always envied the fact that you can eat all sorts of things. With blood, it can change from species, but it all becomes the same after a while,” he explained with a more serious expression before he made a deep sigh. “It’s like everything with age just becomes... dull. Boring,” he explained before he frowned and shook his head. “Dont listen to me. I’m just old and bitter at times,” he chuckled, clearly not wanting to ruin the mood.

He shrugged, pondering for a short moment before he sighed. “Yeah. I think it’s because I always want to experience something new? I dont want to get stuck in one place and just be there for the rest of my life,” he explained, but he didnt know if that really made sense. Maybe it did. The remark made him chuckle because maybe his example had been trivial, but it was a thing he felt like he could apply to anything and still get the same conclusion. He shook his head as the seraph apologized, lifting his habd slightly to gesture that it was fine. The question made him sigh as he thought it was a bit of both. “I guess like the rest of my peers, everything becomes repetitive. Even such a thing as buying a bad stock just becomes expected,” he explained. Then he leaned forward as he couldnt help but smile a little. “I think that is why I find you enticing... the fact that you’re something new, uncharted territory. Speaking in the sense that you’re far different than everyone else I’d be seeing right now,” he said, looking down as he scoffed. “Are you going to finish that?” He then asked as he gestured towards the plate. He didnt want him to hurry, but he was a little excited to move on to the next location.