New Obsession? Or just a way to pass time? [cw]

He looked at them as she moved his head, a smile spreading on his lips as it was a sight he had missed. Sure, they had other partners and as enticing as those might be, they had agreed to always come back to each other. There was just something about her that he couldnt let go of. But it had been that way ever since they were teenagers so he had long forgotten about what drove him and simply just let it grow.
She guided his hand and he felt her treasure, groaning softly into her ear as to let her know he enjoyed that. He was aroused as well but it was not a secret he kept hidden from her, in fact he pressed his stiffness firmly against her. “Yes, I do.” He admitted, his breath haltering a little. Adjusting to breathing had mostly been for him to be able to hear himself, as narcissistic as that was. But then she said something that made him stop as he realized what she was allowing. He lifted his free hand up to her neck, pushing her face gently to look at him. “Why do you say that?” He asked, shifting between her eyes.

He felt rather confused, and her whisper didnt really help. There usually was something else that needed to be celebrated, something of importance beyond them just making up. She rubbed herself against his hand and he looked at her expression. For now he decided to let it go and gave into her temptation. “There’s something you’re not telling me.” He said, still teasing her like she wanted him to. He moved his free hand down to undo his pants, biting his bloody lip to reopen it before he connected their lips in a bloody kiss. It wouldnt be as good as someone else’s warm blood but it was about the appeal.

She pressed herself down on him and he moaned in delight, gritting his teeth as his hands clawed a little at her dress. Gods she felt so amazing and the way she was so rough only made it better. He started thursting into her, moaning in delight as he felt her tense up around him. She was enjoying this too, he could tell. She reached her high but he held back, not wanting to give in just yet. Though it was hard, he had been starved without her. When he finally couldnt hold back she finally said it and he bursted inside of her, squeezing around her as he wasnt sure if he felt pleasure or pain but his body felt the relief. “He’s…?” he whispered in frustration, pulling away from her as he grit his teeth a little. No he definitely felt pain now.

He was weakened, almost falling over his own legs as he was in shock. And she just found it amusing, how cruel. It felt like they were kids again, her taking his favorite toy just to break it in front of him. There was no parents to tell this time, only a sour feeling and sudden anger towards the nephilim. He couldnt believe it but he also didnt want to believe it. Gerard was truly choosing that valkyrie? He watched as his sister left, getting up as he ran a hand through his hair. He stood for a bit, still processing, at least taking the time to get dressed again and correct his shirt. But then he thougt about it. “No…” he mumbled, leaving her room only to grab a vase in the hallway and flinging it as far as he could in anger. “No!” He yelled, throwing a few more things and scaring the housekeepers before he went to his room and didnt know what to do with himself. A part of him wanted to go strangle the valkyrie, the other strangle Gerard himself.

He was like an angry child having a tantrum but it was always this way when he didt get what he wanted. Sitting down in his chair he felt more dreadful than ever, looking into his mirror at himself. Why hadnt he just killed him when he had the chance? He sat for a bit, before he looked to his side, on the table the card from Romeo laid so nicely. A housekeeper must have thought not to wash it. He grabbed it and sniffled before he shook his head at himself. He was pathetic to pity himself this much. He drew in a deep breath, collecting himself before he went and had a shower. Then when he came back, he grabbed the card and his phone, dialing the number before calling it. He laid down on his bed with his towel still around his waist, phone to his ear. If he picked up, Eden would greet him rather formally but at least by his first name. “What are your plans for tonight?”

Hearing the lycan’s voice he wasnt really sure why he was calling either. By any means should he have spent his time licking his wounds and save his pride. And yet here he was doing the opposite. So he was working? The vampyre sighed quietly, closing his eyes for a bit as he was thinking of what to say. “I want to see you.” He just said, keeping it rather simple. That was what the lycan had wanted right? Something forward and honest. “Is that reason good enough?” He asked, moving a hand up to feel his lower lip that had already healed at this point.

Something casual? He looked up at the ceiling as he thought of what that would be. Getting up he went to his closet and ran his fingers past a few shirts. He picked out a simple white long sleeved with three buttons up to the collar. For pants, just some jeans that Laure had gotten him. He grabbed his family’s sigil ring and slipped it on his finger, looking at it for a bit. Tensing his jaw he shook the feeling off and went to do his hair. He ran a hand through it and checked his lip. But it wasnt like he could get a scar anyway. He went to the location, seeing all the vendors and people going around them. An interesting choice but a welcomed one as well. He went around, looking at the different things there were to offer while he passed by and went to the location he had been sent to.

Somehow it was quite a relief to see the young lycan, like when he was with him he didnt have to think of much else than that. Didnt have to care about Laure, Gerard or anything. Maybe that was a driving factor that drove him in. He chuckled at the greeting and was quite curious as to why this was where they met up of all places. But the lycan quickly explained and as he was offered a hand he took it. He didnt care if anyone looked, what could they say? They moved away from the market and the notion that he should hide his ring made him hum. He took it off and put it in his pocket. He hadnt ever been in this place of town, and somehow he wondered why Romeo knew of it. He however didnt question him as he followed him inside and the redhead gave him a look he didnt understand. But he didnt really like women that werent Laure so he wasnt bothering with trying to charm her, though he remained quite polite and proper regardless.
The backrooms were so much different from the other room they had been in and Eden had to say that had the lycan been trying to impress then he suceeded rather well. “Whatever I like?” He repeated with his eyebrow raised as they sat down. “I dont like races. I do have a certain type, though I’m bored with that for tonight.” He remarked, wondering how many brown haired curly men that his sister and him had feasted upon sloely because they all reminded him of Gerard. She was nice like that, to not mind his peculiar obsession with the nephilin. The engagement however still hurt. “I want to see what you do. Since you’ve been here before.” He admitted, a small smile filled witg charm spreading across his lips.

He did notice how the lycan was smiling more genuinely and it wasnt something he saw often, or maybe he did in people he didnt care about. But he had to admit that he hadnt just forgotten all about him. The lycan ordered for them and Eden watched him. He really wasnt just a boy wonder, was he?
He hummed at the warning, his eyes moving around as he caught glimpses here and there, though it seemed that privacy was valued in this place. Their drinks were served and the toast made him scoff. “Sure.” He agreed, lifting his glass before taking a sip. It was a good drink, strong as well.
It felt as if any question he had, Romeo was one step ahead and answered them. The hand was however not expected, though he didnt move his leg.
He listened quite intently as Romeo explained the ropes and groundwork of this place. It seemed quite impressive that a business like this kept an obvious clientele. Well the crypt wasnt much different but it wasnt like the warm blooded had any value there. They were just bloodbags waiting to be emptied. It didnt seem like that here.
A woman came to them and Eden sent her a polite smile, though he didnt need to be able to read feelings to tell that shy felt shy with them. Romeo offered her up and Eden sighed, sitting up as he looked at her. He lifted his hand to touch her, rather delicately to the touch. In the sort of way he would touch his sister whenever he wanted to be nice to her. It moved down from her neck to her chest, before he looked at her, like he was checking on her. He never did that with his sister but he wanted this to be a different experience, actually making an effort to seem charming to the fenix, even if he didnt care about her. It wasnt for her anyway. He moved his face down to her chest, biting carefully into the soft tissue while being mindful of not to hurt her too much. He tasted her blood and it made him hum as he licked the wound rather than suck. Though he probably should have warned her of his bite and how his saliva would slowly pacify her, as it had when he had bitten the human that was close to Gerard.
He sat back up and looked to Romeo. “You should taste her too.” He urged him, wanting to see what he would do.

This was definitely something and it was a little exciting too. Never before if he recalled correctly had he done this with someone else than his sister. Or he had with peers that were vampyres too but it felt like it didnt count. Watching the lycan and seeing the blood over his lips, Eden felt a need to reach over and touch him but he didnt. Or maybe lean in and clean it off himself but that also wasnt an option. They caught eyes anyway and he got to see Romeo lick it away by himself. What a tease.
It was made clear that the fenix had all sorts of purposes and Eden looked at her body as it was put on display for them, touching the burnmarks that seemed tender. He had to admit that his interest wasnt as much on her as it was on the lycan next to her. He was just far more selective with females, but there were not any proper way to say that his type would be any girl that he could just imagine to be Laure. He wasnt dumb. But it seemed that Romeo had noticed and the vampyre scoffed at his words. “I guess I’m more complex when it comes to partners and sex.” He chuckled, but moved his hand down to Romeo’s, joining him in feeling up the fenix, entangling their fingers just a little bit. “But I am a vampyre, so it doesnt matter as long as they bleed.” He clarified before he leaned down to her chest, licking the wounds that were still gathering blood in an attenpt to close up.

It wasnt that Eden didnt know that the bodies of men and women were alike in many regards but it was cute that the lycan said it anyway. It showed that not really and at the same time was he a knowledgable brat. And Eden liked smarts, intelligence and not the least the guts to show it off. He let Romeo do as he pleased and the fenix seemed to enjoy it quite well. So much that she didnt seem to care that Romeo went on to bite her again.
Then the attention was moved onto Eden and he looked at Romeo as he whispered. It was quite erotic the way he sat it up, like the vampyre couldnt just do that, though Eden believed he could do anything he wanted. “And what if I do?” He asked rather calmly. He was at least good at controlling himself, even if his feelings would show something. The fingers were pulled from the fenix and Eden watched as the lycan sucked them dry. The sight alone was good, but it was also the fact that he was starting to like the lycan. Not that he would say that but it would quite obviously show in the grasp Romeo had on him.
The whimpers of the fenix was just background noise. But clearly not to the lycan. Eden watched as he interacted with her smiling a little as he seemed so gentle and kind, yet he was cruel through and through. “I’ve always found women’s cries to be… innocent and sweet. I actually kind of like it when they cry, as twisted as it may be.” He remarked, drying some tears off the fenix’s face before Romeo looked at him and he looked to him. His chin was grabbed and he followed the guidance, chuckling at the lycan’s words. “It would be rude to spare you the sight then.” He said, licking the wound slowly, drawing in a deep breath of delight before he looked at the lycan. Was he enjoying himself? He had to get up after a bit, as he was wearing a white shirt too. It was perhaps not the best choice, but then again, that was just a reason to shed it. Which he did, revealing his lean body that looked quite like porcelain, no scars, blemishes or impurity. He moved a hand down to a bloody wound, dipping two fingers into it before he looked to the lycan. If he liked watching him suck up blood, then this would definitely not be bad. He reached over towards him, smearing it down his chest before he smiled and sighed, almost in surprise at himself. “Oh I put a bit too much, forgive me.” He said all apologetic, before he leaned down and started licking it off again.

“How unfortunate.” He added to the clumsy comment but he was far too preoccupied with dragging his tongue along the warm skin covered in blood. He could feel the hungry eyes and it only made him certain that it had been the right move. “Blood is blood. The taste doesnt change.” He said rather calmly, having cleaned off all the blood rather nicely but what could you expect from a vampyre? “But I do wonder how it would taste from your mouth?” He pondered, lifting a hand to touch his lower lip, looking at him before he smiled. “You’ve been keen on sucking on my fingers but have yet to kiss me. I wonder what’s holding you back? Arent you just a brat who gets everything that he wants?” He asked quite teasingly, moving his hand down from his lip to his neck, feeling the warm skin on his palm, though he could easily grab him by the neck now and choke him if he wanted.