I don't like where this is going

Show him? Oh now he was in for it. Stretching his neck, he felt the cold lips move down, gasping softly for air as he felt them reach his collar. Eden instructed him to only open his shirt and then no more, and so he did. Only he did it slow. Slower than it had to be, that was for sure, but it gave him time to look at Eden get impatient. But he did finally open the last button, lifting his arms again, letting the vampyre pin him down. "Is it because you don't trust me and my hands?" he asked in a teasing voice, adjusting his head a little so he could have Eden in full view. Gods, he was so beautiful, and with the stars as his background, he knew that if he hadn't been already, he would've fallen madly in love right now. "You look so beautiful," he spoke rather sincerely, looking at him with tender eyes. His body needing to feel whatever he had planned, squirming a bit as he got impatient too.

Romeo scoffed softly, but was quickly preoccupied with feeling Eden's lips as they moved down his chest. It felt almost unreal. Gritting his teeth he hissed softly at the sensation of his nipple getting sucked. He loved it, but it was also rather sensitive at this point. Swollen and yet he felt every little nibble and lick, groaning softly as he fought to keep his eyes open. Or well it was more of an inner battle, wanting to close his eyes, press his head back and just enjoy it, but at the same time wanting to see Eden do everything. The vampyre just had a way of touching him that drove him made. He gasped softly at Eden's chuckle, moaning a bit at the overstimulation his nipple was getting. It was rather hard, his chest collapsing every now and again as if he could barely breathe at how good it felt.
He was getting more turned on the more it went on, his cheeks gaining a bit of color, but he hoped to excuse it away on the fact that they were under a blanket together. Feeling the hands still grip on his hips he couldn't help but buck them a little. Wanting to adjust himself, his pants feeling almost unbearably tight now. "It's not like I'm not trying to enjoy it," he finally said, grinding his teeth a little as he wasn't ready to just give in fully. There would always be a part of him that fought back the urge, even if Eden was perfectly willing to give him everything he asked for. "Earlier ... You spoke about something you wanted to try ... What was it?" he asked, trying to keep his mind clear, and yet it was already fogging up with thoughts of indecency and lust.

But he did trust him, that was the whole point. He didn't object but as Eden said he wanted ten seconds he could feel himself panic a little. He didn't like not looking at him. Maybe it was part of the trauma he had to live with, but he wanted to connect with Eden. He was gasping softly, squeezing his eyes shut as he counted in his head. His body clearly had a hard time relaxing. He knew it was Eden, his body knew and his mind was fully aware, and yet it reacted so strongly. He moaned softly as his body was played with, and yet it was clear he was struggling to breathe. As the ten seconds were up his head looked to the vampyre, his eyes a little fluid, but it was mostly because he hated feeling powerless. "Can I kiss you now?" he muttered, his breath still hasty with need, grabbing Eden to pull him up closer to him. He leaned in, connecting their lips as he was shaking a little.

"I just ... Fuck ... The whole part of being with you is getting to experience all of you," he said with a slight chuckle, being calmed down slowly by Eden's touch. Romeo wasn't opposed to trying new things, it was just his body's way of responding that made it harder. He had a past where he hadn't been in control of anything, and letting go of the control now that he had it was proving to be harder. However he hoped that one day he might just be able to give it all up, let loose, but today wasn't that day. He still needed time to heal, and was that really so weird?
As Eden finally explained himself he couldn't help but smile, lifting his hand to move some loose strands of hair out of the vampyre's handsome face. "You could've just said that," he muttered, returning the kiss gently, pressing himself closer. "I'm alright, I guess my body still don't trust me fully," he confessed, nuzzling their noses together. He really loved Eden, but even love couldn't cure everything. Now that they were laying like this his body seemed to relax more, his hands caressing Eden's sides, really feeling him up, reminding himself of who he was with. "But if you had done that to me a year ago I might've acted out trying to hurt you ... So this is progress, even if you don't believe it," he confessed. It had taken him a lot of time to get to where he was, and he was sure that with Eden's help he could go further. "I guess there's just some things that take longer to heal."
He slowly slipped out of his shirt, letting it fall off their hanging bed, pulling gently at Eden's shirt to get it off of him. He wanted to feel his skin, wanted to feel how the electricity between them still ran rampant. His skin needed to burn, he felt like. If the other man finally got out of his shirt he would pull him close, pressing their chests together. "Do you still want to make love to me?" he whispered.

Trust. Yes, there was a great amount of trust involved in this. Firstly because Romeo had never thought he would or could feel this connected to someone. And yet, it was all he had ever really hoped to achieve. The ironic part was that he had found a lover in his inherent enemy - or at least if you looked at it from a racial standpoint. Feeling his chest against his own made him smile, sighing happily as he moved his hands to the vampyre's back, wanting to heat him up further. The question made him scoff, "you say that as if I won't play an active part in this," he said, kissing him gently, letting his back be arched. He moaned softly, his pants still too tight for comfort. "But yes ... Yes I do," he gave in with a soft plea. Of course he wanted him, wanted to receive all the love that Eden would be willing to give him. Adjusting himself, he moaned once more against the vampyre's lips, his eyes half lidded, still watching the man above him. "But we need to go slow ... I don't want to cause you any more harm," he warned him. He would never forgive himself if that was the case.

"Don't say it like that," he whined softly, panting as his hips bucked once more as some of the pressure was gone. "Filled me out ... You sound too good," he added, his own hands moving up and around the vampyre's back, sliding down until he reached the hem of his pants. Because they were loose it was so easy just to slide his hands under the fabric, grabbing a firm hold of his behind, moaning softly at the feeling. Everything he did when he was like this wasn't as controlled. He rolled with his instincts, felt what was right and did it. "I can tell I already really like this," he muttered softly, smiling as he looked at Eden with lovestruck eyes. Then he seemed to get an idea, "do what you did before," he urged him, referring to how he had mercilessly teased his nipples. He didn't think Eden would object, and if he did what he asked of him he would moan, gritting his teeth a little. "keep teasing with your fingers ... But speak to me," he said, his body shivering slightly, but it was more in delight than anything. He moaned softly, and as Eden started to speak - which could just be nonsense - he closed his eyes as Eden had wanted him to. It seemed to help a lot, just hearing whatever Eden said to him, in fact it was actually turning him on more.

He chuckled a little at the lycan’s words. He wouldnt hold back on saying anything, even if it made him sound silly; because that was just because it was something he hadnt thought he’d feel or crave. He felt the warm hands move under the fabric, gritting his teeth as he felt the hands on his butt, groaning in delight. “I like how your hands feel on me.” He confessed to the soft mutter. He hadnt told anyone that before. But it had to be a first.
The lycan then seemed to get an idea and Eden was ready to listen. His hands moved as if they had just been waiting for the order, touching his nipples gently, being mindful of the swollen one, and a bit more firm with the one that had barely been touched. Speak to him as well? He could do that. He could have said just anything but he didnt want to do that. “I am the luckiest man to have gotten no other as Romeo Trevino-Altera as my boyfriend.” He started in a lowered tone into the lycan’s ear, not whispering as he wanted to make sure he could tell whose voice was speaking to him. “You make me want to be a better version of myself. Which is something I havent felt before. I have never had someone had such a control over me. Never let anyone in close like you have ever been. If I didnt know better, I’d say we were soulmates, destined to meet at some boring office party, both decieved by the idea of just wanting to escape boredom, to not know the magnitude of attraction, love and lust that would hit us.” He just spoke as his hands worked on the nipples to then connect their lips as he moaned. “Let me eat you out.” He then said as if he was just saying some more things, but it was a genuine request.

It was making him a little nervous, but it was as if as soon as Eden started to speak he could almost imagine those blue green eyes looking at him. It relaxed him greatly, hissing softly as he was being played with quite nicely. And the words? He felt weak in his knees, and he whimpered softly, letting him know just how much he loved hearing it all. He wasn't one to take compliments, nor was he especially good at handling this sort of attention, but right now it felt so heavenly.
Their lips connected, and he felt his heart skip a beat, returning the kiss rather passionately gasping for air as his lips broke from the vampyre's. A request befell him, and he opened his eyes. It was clear his body was flooded with emotions of all kinds, but then he seemed to settle on one that made the most sense. Trust. "Alright," he agreed, a little nervous, but he was always like that when the focus was on him. It seemed as though Eden was set on spoiling him, and he could feel how happy it made the vampyre as he gave in and complied. They were on uncharted territory right now, and frankly Romeo felt a little nervous, but he trusted him fully at this point. "But I want both of us to be naked first," that was his only requirement. He wanted to feel all of his skin if even possible.

He was glad to see how his words affected Romeo along with the bodily stimulation. All he wanted was just to make him feel good and it seemed right now that he was doing that and doing it quite well on top of that. It was stronger than any I love you that had been spoken between them because it was so clear in the trust. He knew he was pushing it a little with his request but he wanted to know how the lycan would handle it. Just them exploring more things together and finding what suited them the best. “Consider it done. I would have been awfully irritated if I was to contain myself in pants anyway.” He admitted before he kissed him again. He hummed as he remembered something. “Do you still keep the crystal from our cave?” He asked, lifting a hand to touch his face, just keeping his hair off his face.

He couldn't help but chuckle a little, but it maybe sounded more like a soft scoff the way he was breathing. He returned the kiss quite eagerly, though also a little nervous with the way things were headed. But then, as if Eden could read his mind, he grounded him with one question. "Yeah," he said. Oh he had spent so many nights looking at it, keeping it close when he truly missed Eden. It wasn't like he had much else to show physically for their relationship. They hadn't really given one another gifts. And yet they hadn't really needed to. What they felt for one another was enough. "Why?" He asked, clearly curious to hear what line of thought Eden had entered.

It wasnt something that had to be rushed. Eden knew they would get to it eventually but he was taking it slow. It seemed that the lycan was a bit nervous either way so Eden was considering how to do it in the way that would feel the best for Romeo. So while he thought, he asked about the crystal. The answer made him smile as he looked at him, gently running his fingertips over his forehead and along the shape of his face. “I just had this wild idea that we at some point should make discreet rings out of some other crystals from there.” He just said rather bluntly, moving a bit away to get the lycan out of his pants and underwear. He dropped it on the floor next to them with their shirts before he got out of his as well. But as mentioned before, he wasnt just rushing into things.
“I was thinking that we choose how the ring looks for each other and find a crystal in whatever colour we’d want the other to wear. And it would be our thing to secretly show the world, without giving any meaning. The meaning behind them would be for us to know, until you’re ready to tell them.” He then said, pressing himself closer to Romeo, feeling his soft warm chest on his own cold. “We could call them boyfriend rings if you’re too worried that it would be like a marriage thing. And we’d wear them whereever we’d like. Tumb, index, ringfinger, it wouldnt matter.”

He listened, getting undressed rather slowly and yet he barely realised until Eden pressed his cold chest to his warm, gritting his teeth at the delightful sensation. Boyfriend rings? He didn't hate the idea, in fact it would be another thing just for the two of them, right? A signal to themselves that they belonged. He hummed, as if he was considering the suggestion before pulling up in a smile. "I really do like that idea," he said, lifting his hands, running them up and down Eden's back, slowly but surely feeling him up as well as giving him warmth. "I don't think the ring placement is important, but I would like to wear it on my left hand," he thought out loud. He used his right hand more for business so to speak, handshakes, writing and signing. His left hand was perhaps more for pleasure. But that was just a silly thought.
He hummed lowly, separating his lips in a small moan as he moved a bit, feeling Eden's erected length against his own. There really was no better feeling, was there? Grabbing softly at his behind, he pressed him closer, "we should do this more often," he said. They had been very good at just getting to it. Jumping in head first. This was sorta the first time they had just laid together, feeling each other up slowly. And Romeo had to admit that he liked it a lot. Intimacy has taken a new turn for him, especially with Eden. Sure, his body always felt eager to chase the euphoria, but he was more so interested in feeling everything that came before that. And that was a new sensation.

His breath was hasty, looking at Eden with half-lidded and completely serene eyes. This was truly the best. The question made him smile, "I wouldn't call them requirements," he muttered softly, returning the eager kiss, moaning in to his mouth. He had never felt so ... Out of control. Sure, it was rather dampened, he hadn't let go yet, but this could surely drive him over, right? "But I would like to feel your lips all over me, your hands grasping at my naked skin ... Mhmm, your tongue," he managed to say between moans, as he was clearly getting in to the thought already. He looked at Eden, smiling as he nodded, a simple signal to let him know he was ready to move on.
The kisses down his body sent shivers up and down his spine, delightful summersaults in his stomach and not to mention how his skin ached for the vampyre's touch. He felt needy. And who could really blame a young lycan when he had had to abstain for so long without Eden? " I swear you are some heavenly being," he muttered, looking down as the vampyre descended. He was still nervous, how could he not be, but he seemed more trusting and more willing to give in in this moment.

The pillow lifting him up made it way more comfortable, and the suggestion of starting with something he was already familiar with made him nod. His cheeks were almost burning at this point, biting his lower lip as he watched Eden soak up his finger. At first he tensed up at the sensation, groaning softly as it felt a little overwhelming, but he soon enough relaxed in to it. Oh he was teasing him alright, all of the nerves in his body focused just on the vampyre between his legs. Feeling how his thighs had softened up from the light massage. He wasn't afraid to spread himself fully now, moaning softly at the teasing circles that were drawn on him. "I trust you," he breathed out in a small murmur, looking at Eden as it was one of his favorite parts about this. He could see the vampyre completely from here, see how he longed for him as well. He could always feel it, but it was another thing to see the spark in his eyes. Feel his fingers eager to please. It truly felt otherworldly whenever Eden touched him, not just because of the temperature difference - no once they got going he barely noticed it - it was perhaps as simple as saying it was because he was in love. He did trust Eden, why else was he trying new things? "It feels like forever ago you touched me like this," a sweet longing in his voice as he panted and moaned softly.

His heart felt like it was in his throat, groaning softly as Eden spoke about making it up to him. He already did, he would've argued, but as soon as he felt those tender kisses he lost all sense of thought. The dripping saliva making him clench a bit, but only because it felt so delicious. He appreciated Eden taking it slow, checking up on him and it truly made him feel more safe and comfortable. But then he felt something above and beyond. The wet tongue teasing his entrance and made him whimper in delight. "E-Eden," he had to stammer, feeling so surprised by the experience and yet it felt so good. He moaned softly, panting as he watched Eden explore him so tenderly. His member almost too hard to bear, and yet it was a good pain. He probably looked a bit dishevelled, his hair a bit of a mess, his cheeks flushed bright red and his legs having just given up, spreading so easily for the vampyre. The way his thighs were rubbed made him hum, whimpering whenever Eden's tongue returned to his entrance. Never had he thought anything could feel this divine, and yet here they were. "Aah ... Cazzo," swearing softly in his native tongue as English seemed to have been forgotten for a moment. He felt a little lost in the pleasure, but the reminder that Eden was the one doing it helped him not dissappear in to his own pleasure. He could feel how strongly the vampyre was affected, and he wished he would show it more. But so selfish he couldn't be in one day.