Post-recovery fun, possible drama later?

The lycan hummed softly, but looked rather surprised as his hand was guided directly to the other man's crotch. He groaned softly, wasting no time in touching him over the pants, moaning in to Eden's ear as the vampyre tended to his neck. He knew people were watching them, and it for some reason didn't bother him. No, it felt good. Like showing the rest of the world what they were to one another. His hand was removed and he pouted, looking at Eden as he chuckled and explained why. "Such a tease," he muttered, but two could play that game. Romeo got up from his seat, sending the vampyre a mischievous look before he headed up to the bar.

Standing at the bar, he couldn't help but chuckle as he soon enough felt a certain vampyre move up close behind him. The bartender seemed absolutely enamored with Romeo as the young lycan ordered. He didn't even have to show his ID. "I'm getting us shots," he told Eden, looking at the vampyre with a slight tease in his voice. The bartender whipped them up a few shots, a couple without blood and a couple with added blood. "Thank you, Cam, what do I owe you?" he asked. He was such a flirt, and he didn't even need to be. The bartender, Cam, was flustered, shaking his head, "n-nothing, just have fun," which made Romeo look from Cam to Eden, "oh I don't worry, I'm in good company." He took the small tray with shot glasses and headed for the terrace.
Outside the music was more manageable, and he found them a neat spot placing down the tray. Eden could have a smoke as well now that they were out here. "We're going to play a little game," he said, sitting down beside Eden. "We're going to play 50/50; We state two things about ourselves and the other has to guess which one is false," he chuckled, gesturing for Eden to go first.

Romeo hummed at the statements, clearly wanting to play the game right as he weighed out the answer. "Well for one, I wouldn't have put you as a dog person," he said, but perhaps that was because Eden was a vampyre and therefor might not like lycans by nature. "I think you don't like either, at least not as a pet for yourself ... But you like the aesthetic of cats," he chuckled, which perhaps was a bit of a cop-out, but he had stated what he thought to be true. He would drink if Eden corrected him, if not he would just tap his fingers against the small tray.
"The first person I ever fell in love with was a girl," he said, "I really don't like shots." Of course he hadn't spoken much about the people that came before Eden, but he wondered if the vampyre knew that he was the first he had ever fallen in love with. Had he told him that directly or had it just been hinted at?

Eden was truly fully of surprises, maybe it was weird for Romeo to imagine a cat cuddling up to his boyfriend, and yet it was a cute thought. Though he took the drink in his stride, not letting his face show whether or not he enjoyed it. As Eden went on to state some things that could sound intriguing if they were true he just scoffed softly until the answer said. "Well drink up, because I hate shots," he chuckled, pushing one of the glasses closer to Eden.
"Of course I've been enamored with women, found them pretty and pleasing, but none of them had made me feel anything," he said as Eden took his shot. It wasn't often Romeo spoke about his past. Perhaps because there were so many things he didn't like. "You are the first person I've ever fallen in love with."

The kiss made him chuckle, "a big mouthful," he said, though in a rather suggestive manner, wiggling his eyebrows slightly in teasing. He decline the offer of a cigarette, leaning back in his seat as Eden went on to state his two claims. Wow, it was getting harder fast. "I think imagining you as someone not in charge of your work would be sacrilegious," he said after having thought about it. Sure it was hard to imagine Eden struggling to find his way, but he had a faint memory of the vampyre telling him just that. "The latter is the lie," he smiled, tilting his head to the side as he watched his boyfriend smoke.

Romeo couldn't help but chuckle as Eden explained that he had been wrong. For some reason losing in this game wasn't too bad, perhaps because it meant they got to know each other even better. He downed the shot, humming slightly. Yeah, he was feeling the buzz quite alright. "It is quite funny to imagine you stumbling in to your new job and losing that much money right out the gate," he chuckled, though it was clearly many years ago, it made him feel comforted a bit. That there was mistakes that could happen but things would work out in the end. It was his turn once again, and he wanted to think of something good.
"Growing up my favorite toy was a stuffed bear that I called Orso," he said, "my favorite toy was actually a stuffed lion that I called Leone."

Maybe that one was too easy, but who gave a shit anyways? "Yeah, Orso was my bear," he confessed smiling to himself. That brown bear had been with him everywhere when he was a kid. "I used to give him on different outfits to match the seasons," he chuckled at the thought, he had been very attached to it, "he had this nice red bow around his neck, because you know, Orso was a gentleman." It was sorta fun thinking about it. Just not so much what had happened with the bear. "My cousin threw it in to a bonfire one summer," he said, looking down as it was perhaps stupid to still be upset about it. But that bear had truly been his friend, even if it was just something he played at. Smiling he looked back at Eden, "your turn."

Romeo nodded, smiling as Eden continued to play the game. Though the way he spoke his second line made him chuckle, moving up from his seat he sat down in Eden's lap, "I bet the second one is a lie," he whispered, holding a shot glass in one hand, the other caressing the vampyre's shoulder. He knew that the second was the truth, taking his shot, placing the empty glass on the tray behind him before his focus went back on his boyfriend. "What are you going to do about it?" he asked, raising an eyebrow, challenging the vampyre. If he leaned in to kiss him, Romeo would move his face, letting Eden's lips reach his cheek. He chuckled, pulling all his bratty behavior out. "No ... Use your words."

"You're afraid they are going to get jealous of what you want to do to me?" He whispered back smiling as he was daring him to just say something. It was funny how the vampyre didn't hesitate to kiss him and touch him, but saying out loud what his plans were too much? Romeo couldn't believe that, though it did make him wonder. The admittance made him chuckle, feeling quite proud of himself, "I'm sorry I'm such a mouthful," he teased, turning to look at Eden, his hand caressing his neck gently. "Now tell me what your filthy mind is thinking of."

"Why shouldn't I be? I practically have my boyfriend drooling over me already," he argued back at his mutter. There was no reason for him not to be proud. He loved seeing Eden lose it a little, even if they were out in public. Maybe he did have some sort of small kink, but it was only geared towards the vampyre beneath him who was already pulling at his clothes, licking his earlobe and skin on his neck. It wasn't like Romeo wasn't effected either, and Eden would be able to feel that quite clearly, especially as the vampyre asked him such a sensual question. He chuckled, moving his hands up in to the vampyre's hair, yanking his head back a little, "Well I can feel what you are doing now ... Tell me about later," he said, moving his hips carefully to grind a bit against his groin. Fuck he wanted them to be alone already, wanted the world to disappear, but he kept himself restrained for now. They both seemed to. "Like; What hotel are you taking me to?"

Hearing him groan was all he ever wanted to hear, chuckling softly as his cheeks were blushing. He hoped people just thought it was from the alcohol, but then again it was Eden's fault his heart always went crazy like this. The notion about the hotel made him pout and it seemed that the vampyre noticed. He leaned down over his face, nuzzling their noses together, breathing against his lips. "I want something fancy ... Some place that is known for couples ... A place with room service and a nice view," he said, naming his demands. They had the money, or well Eden had, as Romeo was probably being written out of the will as they were sitting here. "And I want you to call ahead, ask for champagne and plenty of lube," muttering against his lips as he finally gave in and kissed him.

Romeo knew he was a bit demanding, but he also couldn't imagine the two of them anyplace but somewhere nice. While all he really cared about was Eden, he also wanted both of them to be comfortable, and every time they had a chance like this, why not make it special? He didn't want their night out to just end in some sleazy motel. Perhaps he was way too much of a romantic around Eden that he was blinded a bit.
Of course they made out for a while before Eden got up to make the call. It gave the young lycan time to calm down as well, leaning back in the chair as he looked at the vampyre talking on the phone. He felt so giddy. But the alcohol was helping with that as well. Hearing that they would have a drive there made Romeo smile, getting up and following the vampyre out to the streets. Eden had excellent staff, and most of them seemed really happy for the couple. Getting in the car it didn't take the lycan long before he attacked the cold neck with kisses and light bites. "We've got some time to kill, right?" he muttered against his skin, scraping his teeth over where his pulse would've been.