Post-recovery fun, possible drama later?

Eden grabbed a hold of him, pushing him back and he grit his teeth. It didn't hurt, but it wasn't about that. This was about control and putting Romeo back in to place. He struggled a bit, his breath already getting hasty at the low tone of voice Eden was using. Fuck, he had looked forward to something like this for quite a while. He was being kept in place, and the vampyre made sure of that, meanwhile the lycan had to groan softly as his nipple was pinched. "Now you suddenly want me to tell you what to do?" he retaliated, looking at Eden with lust-filled eyes, and yet there was a softness to them as well. He loved this, and he loved that he could share it with Eden. "Hmm, I guess you're already punishing me; You know how much I love touching you ... Feeling you up," he said, waving his hands slightly as he gave his boyfriend a challenging look.

Cruel, that was what Eden was right now, but just the right amount. Romeo watched with hungry eyes, his body longing so much to be touched and felt. It longed for those cold hands that it wanted to warm up, wanted to feel how their emotions for one another would bubble over as their skin was rubbing against one another. But all he could do was squirm a little, his breath hasty, his body needy as it felt the longing get harder to ignore. The command made him grit his teeth, looking at Eden and then at his chest before he looked back at the vampyre once again. He puckered his lips, but it would only give the vampyre a false sense of control. As their lips crashed, Romeo bit down on his boyfriend's lower lip, feeling the blood on his lips as he moaned. With the vampyre hopefully a bit distracted he lifted his chest up, a brief touch against Eden's before he would inevitably be pushed back down again. "You can't deny me to feel you like this," he panted softly, his cheeks crimson with need, his pants so tight that it was hurting a bit.

Romeo grit his teeth as Eden felt him up, his member so eager, needy and longing to be touched. Yeah he did like this, why else would he act so bratty? He wanted Eden's attention, wanted him to fully focus on him, and if he didn't he would simply act up. It was all culminating in this. The attention that Eden would give him when they were finally alone. While it was a punishment of sorts, it was also a reward. Best of both worlds. The pictures that were put in his mind as the vampyre undid his pants made him moan softly, his cheeks still burning. He could imagine it so clearly, how their breath would mix and they would slide so easily against one another. The more Eden spoke, the more he was starting to feel desperate, the only thing soothing him was when the vampyre finally gave in and started kissing him. Romeo had fluid eyes, almost being in tears about how much he wanted his boyfriend's touch and love. Of course he would still be pushed back once in a while, but it was just as much of a good time to catch his breath.
They arrived at the hotel, Romeo was closing his pants, but let his shirt be open. He knew Eden hated it when other people got to see parts of him that was normally only reserved for them. But he was not done being a brat, far from it. The lady at the front desk saw the two handsome men approaching, fiddling with some paper as Eden would state the reservation. Her eyes kept wandering to Romeo who was playing lightly with a small jar they had of lollipops. "You can take one," she said, the lycan smiling charmingly and making the lady blush. He took one, unwrapping it slowly before popping it in between his lips, looking to Eden with a bratty smile. Then he looked at the lady, "thank you for the candy, sweetie," he said, taking the keys from Eden as he walked over to the elevator, pressing the button.

Romeo grinned as Eden grabbed his neck, the lollipop falling to the floor and probably ruining the floor, but he could care less. Gasping softly as he felt his lips he just let the vampyre move him around. He trusted him, fully, and he knew that if something happened he could stop it if he didn't like it. But then again, he had brought this on himself. He barely got to answer to anything before he felt his back pressed against the vampyre, gasping softly for air as he looked out at the view. "Of course I want them to see," he finally said, feeling Eden's cold front through the layers of clothes, "don't you want them to see too? See who it is that has claimed me, see who fucks me raw; See who my boyfriend is?" He leaned his head back, looking up at Eden with a smile, not a teasing one, but a proud one. A loving gaze to his eyes. He was proud to be with Eden, proud to show what it was that he could do to his body. "They will know that they can never have me; So do it ... Fuck me up against this window, let me scream your name until my vocal chords rip," he panted, needy and turned on, and yet he wanted Eden to know that he wasn't afraid anymore. "But you don't want to do that ... No, you don't want people to see or hear just how good you make me feel because you're scared someone might take me from you," his hands moving behind him, touching Eden's hips gently. "Nobody is ever going to compare to you, Eden, nobody could ever even pretend to humor me enough - You are all I want all the time."

His pants were undone and Romeo blushed as Eden started touching him, moaning in sweet tones and yet he didn't fully know what to do with himself. They were pretty high up, and the lycan didn't really worry about anyone seeing them. His heart was in his throat, gritting his teeth as he tried to fight it. He didn't want to cum. No, it felt too soon. Too fast. His shoulders were starting to tremble, so close to giving in. "E-Eden," he pleaded, feeling the vampyre grinding himself against him as well. He gasped softly for air, his hand shaking as he grabbed on to the fabric of Eden's shirt. He was starting to shake more, "please don't ... don't make me cum like this," he whispered, his voice broken as he moaned, his legs shaking. He felt a little scared for some reason. Scared that doing this wouldn't feel right. He was a brat in many ways, but he never wanted to push Eden to a place he didn't want them to be at. But it was too late, his body giving in, his seed spreading on the glass in front of them as he trembled, his head making him feel dizzy as he almost fell forward.

Romeo didn't know why, but his whole body felt like it was panicking. He hadn't minded when this little game had started, and now he felt bad for starting something he couldn't finish. He felt himself getting moved and he didn't really fight it, feeling the mattress beneath him soon enough. His eyes fluid as he stared up at the ceiling before Eden crawled over him. The question made him frown, not really sure what to say, because it was both wasn't it? He had pushed too far and Eden had just wanted to finish what they had started. Romeo was trembling a little, closing his eyes as he tried to focus on his breathing. "Sorry ... I just ..." his breath shaky and a few tears escaping his closed lids. He didn't know why he was acting like this. He had asked for this! He had been acting like a brat all night and now he was finally getting what he wanted, right? "Can you please just hold me?" he pleaded, his voice breaking slightly as he was still trembling. They had gone too far, and Romeo knew that he had to learn from it, but he needed Eden to step in and care for him right now.

Eden pulled him in, doing everything right and it made Romeo return to himself, feeling safe once more. The mind was a funny place, but his past had never really left him, not fully at least. He had always thought he could stop Eden whenever he wanted him to, always naively thought that things would only go as far as the line. But today that line had been crossed and now they had to deal with it. Eden held him close, kissing his head, caressing him and just letting him feel loved. That was what he needed the most after that experience. To feel that Eden did care, that he wasn't going away, that what they had would last forever. The vampyre apologized and Romeo looked up at him, touching his shirt gently. He could feel the regret in Eden so clearly through his touch, so he didn't have to wonder if he spoke the truth.
"I guess I took it too far too," he muttered. Eden wouldn't have done it if he hadn't been this provoked. Pulling himself up to lay face to face with him, he kissed his lips gently, "I'm sorry too ... I think we both stepped over each other's lines today," he apologized. His body was still trembling slightly, and yet he felt safe right here. "I really like that you want to hide me a little," he confessed, looking down as he wasn't much for admitting it. Maybe it was because it made him feel special. Like Eden could never want to share him with anyone and perhaps that was why he had gotten scared. "Were you really angry with me?" he asked.

He had to scoff. The desk lady? She wasn't even attractive! His attention was all on Eden as he explained himself, although what he said made sense it didn't really soothe him, especially not the words that followed. He was still for a while, letting his mind digest what had been said, "why didn't you tell me off? I can tell when you're being serious," he said. If the vampyre had stated what was out of bounds then he wouldn't have pushed those buttons. Moving a bit up, he kissed Eden gently, "I'm yours, Eden, only yours and I never want to be shared with anyone," he whispered soothingly. His hands moving up, caressing the vampyre's chest. "But you don't have to do anything you don't want to, and if I go too far I hope you will tell me," he said. They were taking time now to talk it all through, and that was the healthy part. Communication was important, and they had clearly not talked everything through fully.
"But I did like making out with you at the bar," he whispered. Some parts of this had been really great, liberating even, "And the way you touched my thigh in the Opera, like you were showing everyone who I was with without even saying it." Romeo had felt quite proud, because he had been with Eden and by his side all night. He hadn't cared about anyone but him. He kissed him again, just soft gentle pecks as his body was still calming down. "I guess I want you to show me off like you did tonight more often ... But I don't want it to come to a spot where you feel like we are showing too much," it was all about finding the balance, right?

Romeo smiled, he knew this was far from their last date. No, this was the first of many, he was sure of it. "Yeah, I guess I am," he said, sitting up slightly as the vampyre got out of bed. He took off his shirt, taking the glasses and holding them as Eden poured them some. Lifting the duvet he let him return, holding him close, kissing his head before taking a sip of the champagne.
Looking at the mess, as Eden had called it, made him chuckle. His free hand caressing his shoulder and upper arm. "You have a strange fascination with the messes I make," he sighed, though he didn't mind. Now that they had talked it through, he felt much better about looking at where things had happened. "But I guess I am very much the same, only very greedy," he pondered, smiling as Eden would perhaps look at him wondering what he meant, "you know, because I want yours inside of me all the time." He emptied his glass, placing it on the night stand next to the bottle before getting out of bed. He started to undress, looking at Eden with loving eyes.
"What? Am I not allowed to strip in front of my boyfriend?" he asked, chuckling softly as he got out of his underwear and socks. He walked back to the bed, sitting down next to Eden holding out a hand, gesturing to him to get up. "I put on a show, now you return the favor," he said, taking Eden's glass if he still wasn't getting up. "You can't be shy ... Not with that body of yours."

Romeo chuckled, he wouldn't let Eden not strip now. He moved to sit on the edge, feeling high off of his scent already. Everything the vampyre did had him in awe, looking at him as he felt so devoted to the man in front of him. It all moved slow, so slow that Romeo could feel an itch in his fingers to just reach out and help him the rest of the way. The questions and suggestions made him look up at him with quite the vulnerable look. Reaching out he touched Eden's hand, the one that was touching himself over the clothes. "I want to taste you first," he whispered, looking at him with loving eyes, "and then I want you to crawl on top of me, pull me close, and show me the love we have when we are connected as one." Romeo had always found it so easy to say what he wanted when it was with Eden, although he had to admit he sometimes struggled with what order he wanted things. Perhaps because he wanted everything at once. "I want you to have me so many times that they will have to throw out the linen," he said quite softly.

Romeo felt up his boyfriend through the pants, sighing at the feeling. Only one thing made it better and that was as Eden undressed the rest of the way, his length being released, and the lycan was not shy to continue his touches. He looked up at hi at the question, feeling his lips getting touched, separating his lips lightly as if it was something that just came so natural to him now. "On one condition," he whispered, he felt a bit nervous about asking this and he didn't know why, but he hadn't been able to think about anything else he wanted to try for a while now. "I want to ... Well I would like to finish in your mouth," he confessed. He knew that Eden had said that at some point Romeo might find the courage to top, but perhaps this was more him trying to figure out if he would even like that. And this way Eden would still sort of being the one sort of in control. "I just really want to try it," he said. Gods, they were both hopelessly perverted weren't they? He leaned in, placing a gentle kiss against the base of Eden's member, licking him carefully from root to tip as his hazel eyes watched the handsome face above him.

Romeo felt his cheeks warm up a bit at Eden's assurance. It felt good to know that they could still try different things, and while much of it was still rather new to him, that was still alright with the vampyre. The question made him hum, his hand wrapping around Eden's length, jerking him carefully, licking his tip. "No, it's fine," he muttered softly, looking up at him with a smile. He knew they weren't in any rush, and he wasn't trying to rush it either. There was no chance in any vampyress bursting through the doors, no chance of getting interrupted by a phone call or one of Eden's staff. "But we can just take it slow," he whispered, letting Eden's member slip in between his lips starting to bop his head ever so slowly. Humming softly at the taste he felt so good and safe right here. What didn't fit in his mouth, he used his hand to work at the length with, just looking up at Eden with warm eyes.

Oh he wanted to hear more of Eden's moans, he felt almost eager to just go crazy, but then he clarified and the lycan stopped. Looking up at him it was clear he was a little surprised, but not repulsed by it. What if he forgot what he was doing and only focused on his own pleasure? What if it was too much at once? He took a few deep breaths, moving back on the bed, "I still want you on top," he then said, that was his only demand, and if the vampyre was alright with it he laid back, watching as Eden turned around. The feeling was new, but not unfamiliar, and he took initiative, licking Eden's length as it was now above him. He opened his mouth, engulfing his member once more as his body shivered with pleasure he felt emanate from the vampyre.