I don't like where this is going

Eden changed it up a bit, and as his tongue tensed Romeo felt his entrance pucker slightly as if it was truly needy. Needy to be filled by the vampyre and him alone. Then as his tongue entered him he had lost all ability to breathe, the wet muscle penetrating him over and over until the vampyre eventually pulled away. It took him by surprise, the lack of connection between them made him gasp. That was when he realised he had closed his eyes, opening them he looked at Eden with a worried frown. "Are you alright?" He asked.

The vampyre explained his behaviour and Romeo relaxed a bit more. In the heat of the moment he had thought he had done something wrong, but it seemed it was all in Eden's own mind the fault was. He watched the drool with hungry eyes, his gaze ending on the vampyre's proud member, watching as he positioned himself. But as he asked if he was ready, something in the lycan made him shake his head no. He pulled away, kissing the vampyre gently. "Lay down," he urged him in a sweet murmur against his lips, if Eden started to protest Romeo chuckled softly, "we agreed we shouldn't strain you." He reminded him of not only the doctor's orders but what they had discussed.
He hoped Eden would give in and just lay down, and if he did, Romeo would crawl on top of him. He looked at him, a faint smile on his lips, and yet he was a bit nervous. Maybe because he hadn't really tried this before. "You said you didn't want refined," he said, and this would be a way for Romeo to take charge. Leaning a bit forward, he positioned himself carefully, not wanting to ruin the moment, but then again he couldn't really. "I want you to trust me," he whispered, moaning softly as he felt Eden's tip press against his entrance. Fuck, he felt soaking. How long had Eden licked him? He sat down slowly on the length, pressing the vampyre further and further in to him, until he reached the bottom, groaning softly as a vulnerable expression was on his face for a short while. His cheeks were flushed crimson, on his lips a little bit of drool from how good it felt. Reaching down he placed a hand next to Eden's face on the mattress, gasping softly as he started riding him. Just carefully, nothing too wild as he was just adjusting to the size. Besides, Eden had wanted this to be slow.

Hearing his name be said in such tender tones made him that more confident. Not to mention eager. He appreciated the fact that Eden let him do this, as it seemed that it was sort of a new way for them to explore. His jaw was trembling a little, feeling how tight he was, but then again he also knew he would loosen up soon enough. Be fit for Eden, and nobody else. The vampyre moved up on his elbows and Romeo had to push him back down, placing a hand against his chest, wanting him to stay where he had been. Moaning softly he couldn't help but comply with the beg, leaning down, licking his lips just because he knew that was where it was heading already. Their tongues danced, and Romeo kept the pace nice and almost teasingly slow. "I think I forgot how far in you can reach," he muttered, drooling a little from their hefty kisses, but it seemed neither of them minded much.
He picked up the pace a little, groaning as he felt sweet shivers run down his back, his stomach tying knots on knots that he knew would eventually make him spill over. "I like watching you like this," he whispered, his hands grasping lightly at the vampyre's chest, just letting him feel how needed he was. How much he wanted him. Romeo moaned, pressing himself flush with Eden, feeling his insides tense a little, but in a heavenly way. "Just right here ... Below me ... Feeling me drive you in deeper for every roll of my hips," he spoke rather sensually. He liked the control, at least right now. It was a little exciting to be able to do this, and with Eden everything just felt so good. "I like seeing that raw and unrefined part of you that you try to hide," he finally said, leaning down to kiss him once more.

"Oh, but I'm not teasing you," he muttered, moaning in to the vampyre's mouth as he hit something that made his body squirm in delight. His shoulders trembling as he tried to compose himself a little. How was he supposed to move if every thrust would feel like this? He did it anyways, moaning more loudly, "we are made for each other," he gave in, he knew where he belonged and it was right here with Eden. There was just nothing to discuss. Their emotions so raw and vulnerable and yet it was safe to be feeling this way. They trusted one another, they could bare themselves to each other and not be scared of being flocked for it.
"I want you to come in me," he said, still riding him in the calm yet firm pace. He just knew it was what he liked. And he had a feeling that Eden might want to have more than one shot with him tonight. "I want you to give in ... And I'll ride you until you get hard again," he said, his cheeks so warm as he clearly wanted his own high. But somehow he thought he might actually just give in as soon as Eden crumbled.

Romeo was shivering, his own member so hard it almost hurt. It was leaking a bit, nothing crazy as it was just from the continuing pleasing of his g-spot. At Eden's urge, he picked up the pace a little, feeling how he finally gave in was amazing, and yet it wasn't over. Amazingly enough he hadn't given in himself. He didn't know why, perhaps because he was the one in control right now. The seed in him acted perfectly as additional lube, moaning in delight at the feeling. It was strange. He would've felt dirty if another man had cum in him, and yet it did not feel that way right now. In fact he felt more turned on.
While Eden soon enough started moaning again, his member hard inside him still, he felt how his hand was slowly guided to the vampyre's neck. His fingers carefully caressing the skin before Eden helped him squeeze a bit more tightly. Fuck. He bucked his hips a little, moaning softly, as he held on to his throat. Gods he looked so pretty like this. He knew he probably didn't look as elegant as Eden right now, he probably looked more lost than ever, but he was determined nonetheless. He wasn't going to waste his time not trying this out, at least this once. "Touch me," he said in a slight demanding voice. His member was achingly hard, clearly longing to be touched and played with. "Don't let me cum until you are close again," he instructed him, grasping around the vampyre's throat a little tighter. At least there wouldn't be a risk of Romeo accidentally choking him.

"Shut up," he muttered feeling vulnerable as Eden was now stroking him. Fuck, how was he ever supposed to think? He didn't. His body simply moved with the natural flow of things, moaning as he felt his body shiver from all of the stimulation. His jaw dropped a little, his grip around Eden's throat loosening as he tried to contain himself. It was as if he was trying to stop himself from sneezing, only if the sneezing was a euphemism for him cuming. He kept it at bay, looking at Eden as his shoulders trembled. He was fighting it hard, his eyes a little fluid, and yet he seemed so determined. "I love you," he whimpered, his mind so fogged up by the desire he felt towards the vampyre beneath him. He groaned softly, riding Eden a bit more firmly now compared to before. He could feel the vampyre's seed having been spread all over his insides, and he felt so turned on just thinking of how it might've looked.
He felt like he was losing his control, his shoulder's still trembling as he kept riding him. It was amazing how headstrong he was. He was so determined on not letting himself down in all of this. "P-please t-take over," he stuttered, clearly unable to stay dominant as he felt like this. He had done pretty well, but it wasn't in his nature to be so dominant around Eden. He had enjoyed it, that wasn't a lie, but he had to say that there came a point where he just couldn't keep focus. His hand was shaking, letting go of Eden's neck, relinquishing his power as his fingertips dug in to the vampyre's chest. He was hastily breathing, panting softly as he was fighting every urge to just give in.

Eden took over rather swiftly, and the lycan felt so blessed by that. He however was a bit surprised to hear that he had to touch himself. And yet he did, because the vampyre had asked him to. Moaning softly, his hands didn't feel nearly as good as Eden's had, but what made this better was the way Eden mercilessly thrusted in to him. Fuck, he felt too close, and as he was warned, there was this sense of silence before the storm. Everything moved in slow motion, or it felt that way. He got to see the blissful face that played out beneath him, how Eden gave in and it was at that moment he realized he himself could let his body feel the euphoria.
It was almost painful, the orgasm hitting him like a ton of bricks, making him collapse on to Eden, his face buried in the nape of his neck. His member still in his hand, slowly stroking it, emptying himself completely on to Eden's stomach. He was shivering and trembling, whimpering as he couldn't even find his words. His mind was fogged up, all he could really feel was how his body kept moving as if it found it hard to believe that it was over. Turning his head he looked at Eden, a fine layer of sweat over the lycan's face, his eyes fluid and filled with love and awe for the vampyre he held so dearly. He felt like he himself looked stupid, perhaps because he knew how red his cheeks had gotten and how lost he was in all of this. His whole body was buzzing with feelings and sensations. "Are you alright?" he asked, panting as he was trying to gain control back over his ever beating heart.

Romeo collapsing on him wasnt bothering him because he knew he made him feel good and that was the reward in all this. It wasnt his own high or how good the lycan’s body felt. It was about making Romeo happy, make him feel fulfilled and wanted, as it had always been. No he was definitely wanted. Eden wrapped his arms around him as he felt him still move, kissing the side of his head, “it’s okay that it’s over. Just take in the feeling.” He whispered in a caring tone, cooing him almost. He just held him close, looking up at the sky as he didnt think anything would ever beat the sight of Romeo riding him under the stars. They would never look as good again without him and his beautiful red cheeks and blissful expression.
He turned his eyes as the lycan looked at him, leaning his head over to kiss his nose. He just looked at him for a while as they laid there. The question made him hum. “Yeah, I dont feel sick or tired. Just happy and satisfied.” He assured him. No they had done well and followed the precautions, though Eden might had been a bit more eager the second time around when he got to control it. “I love you.” He said, chuckling softly as he lifted a hand to feel the red cheek. It was like it burned against his semi-cold fingers. “How does it feel to get this warm? Is it annoying? Is it nice?” He asked because he would never get the sensation of blushing in any way ever.

Now that it was over, Romeo felt a little guilty. Eden wasn't really supposed to do anything crazy, and still Romeo had just handed over the control as if it wouldn't backfire somewhat. He didn't feel sick or tired. That was good. He smiled a little, just laying here on top of him, slowly coming to his senses. The small gesture made him chuckle in return, "love you too," he sighed, letting the aftermath of shivers hit him like small delightful trembles under his skin. He felt a little giddy, laying here and just staring at Eden. This was clearly something both of them had needed.
The cold hand he barely felt against his burning cheeks, sighing a little at the questions that all were about essentially the same thing. "I used to really hate it," he confessed, but it wasn't hard to understand why. Blushing cheeks were often connected with either being shy and nervous or being intimate with someone. Neither of those scenarios would benefit him out in the real world. "But feeling your reaction to it ... Well I've come to like it," he smiled. Was that silly? That he liked something about himself because of the way Eden had reacted time and time again? He would have to accept that he could never really be sure. "And I can feel if I don't move, you might start up round three, and I'm not ready for that just yet," he muttered, moving up and letting the vampyre's member go free.
He laid down next to him, wrapping an arm around him, pulling him closer. "I've heard that vampyre's can sorta blush if they drink a lot of blood ... Is that true or just a myth?"

Yeah it was a little silly that he liked blushing because of Eden, but how could he not? What the vampyre felt whenever Romeo blushed was a feeling he hadn't really felt before. A little bit of pride. A little bit of lust. And a whole lot of happiness. It was truly a joy to feel all those beautiful emotions through the cold skin.
As Romeo crawled off of him he suddenly felt just how ... filled up ... he was, moaning softly at the whisper, holding himself close. Eden and him had gotten pretty good at this sort of aftercare routine. Even if they both were alright after such a session with new things explored, it felt good to just snuggle up, talk for a bit and if something had been wrong they could talk about it. The conversation turned over to the blushing vampyre myth. He sighed, "gods I wish I could see you with rosy cheeks," he confessed, perhaps because it was something he never would see. The ponder made him chuckle, turning his eyes to the sparkling sky above. Each star winking down at them, like a promise to keep this night they shared a secret for the rest of the world. "I know one," he muttered softly, turning his eyes to look at Eden. Sure, they had had a lot of moments. But one moment would always stand out to him. "When we were at the festival out in the small-town ... We stood, listening to music ... It was the first time we held hands in public, and no-one even noticed it," he said, kissing Eden's chest in soft pecks. "I remember I was so nervous because I didn't want to blush, I wanted to play it cool," he scoffed, nuzzling his nose against the cold skin, breathing in his scent.
"Or perhaps ... The night I took you to the meat market and we shared the fenix; When you grabbed around my neck for the first time," he pondered, lifting himself up on his elbow so he could look at the vampyre more closely. It made him think of something, chuckling a little as he lifted his free hand to caress down his chest, dragging around his seed, making a mess on his skin. "When you go back to your office I want to schedule a meeting with you," he said, a devilish smirk on his lips.

"Of course I would've," he smiled, not minding the playfulness. He was fully aware of how bratty he could be when he wanted to. As he mentioned a meeting it was clear to see the vampyre hadn't caught on yet, raising an eyebrow as he changed his question. Romeo hummed softly, looking at the mess on Eden's torso, lifting his finger from it as he inspected his own seed before guiding it to the vampyre's mouth. "You don't like surprises?" he asked, slicking out his tongue as he removed the finger before Eden could get a taste, placing it in his own mouth. Sucking his finger clean awfully slow, he made sure to lather it with saliva, a string connecting his fingertip and lips as he pulled out the finger once again. Humming softly, he looked to Eden, a bit of droll in the corners of his mouth. "Just schedule the meeting ... But perhaps set off some extra time just in case I might be running late," he said, a glimmer in his eyes that clearly showed how much he liked this game. Eden not knowing fully and Romeo having the upper hand for once.

Well then, he had something to look forward to indeed. He smiled, being very happy and it was so clear that he was already planning things in his head. The notion about him being a pervert made him hum, looking as Eden sampled the sticky mess still left on his stomach. "I do enjoy it," he said, there was no need to not be blunt about it, "but perhaps I should get up first ... I know you like watching me drip." Romeo wasn't afraid of showing off the mess they had made. In fact he felt like he had gotten more confident since being with Eden. He got out of the swinging bed, stretching slightly as he could feel his muscles ache so nicely. Walking ahead he made sure to let Eden get a good look as he bent down to grab his shirt. Returning to Eden he helped him get off the worst of the seed, scrunching up his shirt as he clearly didn't care for it, though he also knew that Eden's workers would have it clean by the time he left.
"Are you suggesting a shower? A bath?" he asked, letting the dirty shirt fall to the ground as he instead reached out to give Eden a helping hand up. Whatever the case was they would head to the bathroom, Romeo turning on the water, letting it run nice and hot. It didn't take long for the humidity to change in the large bathroom, fogging up the glass. The lycan knew his way around by now, turning on the small inbuilt radio, letting it play something nice and soothing.

Romeo had never used his ability on Eden, at least not consciously. He went under the water first, sighing at the warm feeling before he felt the vampyre's arms around him. Even though it was a tease he couldn't stop himself from moaning softly. He wanted the vampyre once more, and yet he wasn't willing to strain him anymore. "I think I look most inviting when you've already claimed me," he muttered, turning his head a little to look at him. "But are you implying I need to discreetly drop the soap so you can have me once more?" He knew it wouldn't be wise. But he was still young, despite his cleverness he was just a needy boyfriend underneath. He chuckled softly, "then again, you've filled me up quite much ... maybe there won't even be room for you," he pondered, touching his arms in gentle strokes.

Make room. Just those words sent tingles down his back, making him moan softly at the thought. It was hard to resist, and yet as Eden wrapped his arms closer around him he also knew that it wouldn't come to be. Besides, the vampyre was right. If something were to happen to Eden now, Romeo would never forgive himself. He felt the kisses, sighing at the admittance. "Then we have overworked you ... I'm sorry ... I shouldn't have made it go on," he muttered, feeling so selfish right now. He had been the one to preach about Eden needing to take it slow and here he was actively doing the opposite of what he set out to do. "Maybe some sleep will help?" he suggested. He was staying over, so they still had a night to sleep through whatever tiredness the vampyre had. "Just promise me you'll take it easy for the next few days," he turned around in his arms, lifting his hands to cup his face, sighing as he looked at him with sad eyes. It was so clear how guilty he felt.