I don't like where this is going

Romeo chuckled softly, knowing that this was just their way of having a bit of jest around their age gap. Though hearing just how old he was was a bit surprising. "Wow, you look really good for your age," he said in a tease, but also taking in the fact that he now had an age to work with. A lot of the things Eden had spoken about were starting to make sense, and yet there were also some things that didn't. Like the fact that the vampyre hadn't even seen the whole world yet. If Romeo had had that time, he would've spent it constantly moving from one place to the other. "That means you've lived roughly 14 times my lifespan so far," he said a little perplexed, and yet still clearly able to show off his math skills. He chuckled, closing his eyes as he felt a tickle in his stomach. That was when he started to laugh, like the one you did because you just had to. That giggle that just wouldn't stop. Romeo was actually laughing for the first time in all the time he could remember, shaking his head as he had to place a hand on his stomach as it was almost hurting a bit. Was he going mad?

His laugh calmed down, and Eden rightfully was curious as what had set him off, chuckling softly he pushed the vampyre back, leaning over him and placing a kiss against his lips. His eyes were closed, still feeling giddy and giggly, so he just tried calming himself down. "You are older than my mother and my uncle ... Combined," he finally said, nuzzling his nose against the vampyre's, "and it just dawned on me that I have to have the biggest daddy kink in the entire world." He sighed, licking the vampyre's lips gently, just toying a bit with them, not really looking to make out fully, but also just wanting to feel him. "It also made me realize just how big of a pervert you are," he muttered, moving his lips down along the vampyre's chin and down his Adam's apple, licking his neck teasingly. "And how much of a pervert I am for still wanting you."

"But I'm your perverted brat," he argued, biting teasingly on to his neck, his hands grasping lightly at the linen beneath them. He was trying to not get riled up, but it seemed so hard to ignore. "We should sleep ... Before I use my perverted brain to think of new scenarios," he sighed, pulling away from his neck, leaning down to finally kiss his lips. Though he kept it rather brief, pulling at the duvet to pull it over both of them, nestling himself down on the mattress next to the vampyre. He wrapped his arms tightly around him, sharing a few goodnight kisses with him, just holding him close. They both needed rest. "If you feel better when we wake up, I might have a surprise for you," he muttered, burying his face in his soft hair, breathing in his scent and breathing out his warm breath against the vampyre's cold scalp.