The shy boy [AU - CW]

"Because I care about you," he said, his thumbs caressing his cheeks. "Even though we haven't known one another for long, it truly feels like you just ... I don't know, get me?" Was that crazy talk? He leaned in, connecting their lips, just needing to have a taste where he wouldn't be too distracted by blood or hunger. He moaned softly, leaning in closer, wanting to have more. It was strange how things could be almost chaotic.

Eden didn't shy away, and now they didn't have any prying eyes on them. He could feel how both of them seemed to hunger for the other, but also how the vampyre grasped at his hip. The licks were inviting, beckoning him to open his own mouth. Tasting and savouring the vampyre he was sharing the moment with. In all of the world he had never been hungry for another person like this. His soul craving Eden as if he was a drug. "Cazzo," he swore softly in to his mouth, followed by a slight moan, his hips bucking slightly.

Romeo felt how he was pushed over, groaning as Eden grabbed at his butt, his hands pulling at his face down to crash with his own lips once more. "You're making me hard," he complained softly, his hips bucking, especially if the vampyre was still grabbing at his behind. He moved his lips down to the vampyre's neck, kissing along it. Part of him wanted to bite him. Make him feel just how much he needed him right now, but he opted to behave. For now.
There was a light knock on the separation glass, letting them know that they would arrive shortly. "Cazzo ... I don't know if my parents are going to be home," it dawned on him, a bit worried but not really. His father was strict and so was his mother, but they didn't seem controlling.

Romeo wanted to feel him more, ignore that they had to leave the car, just drown in this feeling he had when he was tending to Eden. But the way he was slowly being let go of also made his body want to press itself closer to the other. Yet he refrained from it, trying to sit up in the seat, slowly releasing his face. The question made him sigh, "they won't have a problem, they might not approve right away, but it would be that way whether I brought home a lycan, seraph or a vampyre," he said. His parents only wanted what was best for him. They were kind of aware of his sexuality, but they wished not to see that lifestyle, as they phrased it. "We can do whatever we want in my room, but they won't like it if we show anything around them," he admitted.

He sighed, relishing in the last kiss, wishing he didn't have to stop kissing him ever again. "I don't want you to behave," he muttered, "and I want your lips on mine as soon as we're inside my room." That was final if you asked him. Getting out he held the door for Eden, running a hand through his hair, trying to make it a little more styled and not messed up from their make out session. He led the way, up the stairs and in through the front doors. He could hear his parents in the livingroom, their voices hushed, and yet he knew they were fighting. "I'm home," he called, "and I have a guest." Just adding to make sure his parents would at least pretend to be civil.
He nodded for Eden to follow him up the stairs until they reached his room. He was about to enter as his mother called for him speaking Italian. He sighed, looking at Eden with an apologetic look, heading down to face his mother. Eden could just wait in his room if he so pleased.

Romeo knew his mother would have a lot of questions for him, not only who this new friend was that he had brought home, but where he had been and what was going on with him. His father was keeping an eye on him as Romeo spoke with his mother, knowing everything he said or did would be noted down mentally. She never really raised her voice at him, but he could hear when she was disappointed. However at this point he didn't really care. His parents only tried to keep him safe, and he was grateful for it, but they also needed to mind their own business. Their marriage were falling apart and yet here they were more concerned whether or not their child was practicing homosexual behavior. Which of course he did, but they tried to be weary about their wording.
Romeo returned a few minutes later, closing the door silently behind him, even if he wanted to slam it to stir up a ruckus. But he didn't want Eden to see that side of him, at least not now when they had finally made up. He snuck over, wrapping his arms around the vampyre from the back, pressing his lips to his cold neck, breathing him in. "They're leaving soon to have dinner with some business associates," he muttered, clearly only having one thing in mind, and that was having Eden all to himself. Maybe he was a bit greedy. He just didn't want anyone to hear Eden the way he had sounded in the car, at least not his parents. "When they're gone it's just you and me ... They won't come back until the late hours," placing a few teasing kisses along the vampyre's neck, feeling how his skin was already warming up against his touch.

"As long as I get to hear you moan some more, I don't care what we do," he muttered against the cold skin, already riling himself up by the scent of the vampyre alone. It was crazy to think that someone could make him feel this enticed and on his toes constantly. He wouldn't ever get tired of this. "Maybe I could have a second try at sucking you off?" he pondered, moving his lips up to the vampyre's ear, nibbling softly at the earlobe, groaning softly at the thought alone, "I honestly just want to be closer to you." He was complaining a bit in a soft sigh, his hands moving down to grab his hips, grinding himself against the vampyre's backside. His fingers were digging in to his hips, but one hand moved around front, cupping the vampyre's bulge. "I feel so touch deprived," he whispered.

Eden wasn't shy anymore. Both of them seemed rather comfortable, and as his shirt was undressed, he gladly followed the vampyre to the bed. Sitting down in his lap, it dawned on him how turned on the other guy was as well, groaning softly at the feeling. Romeo wouldn't say he preferred topping over bottoming. Sometimes he liked giving, other times he liked receiving. He wasn't set in a role, more so wanting to explore as much as was possible. Moving his hips gently against the groin he was now located on he moaned softly, "this is helping a lot," he muttered, pressing himself closer to the vampyre, their faces close enough so their breaths mixed between them. "Just touch me wherever," he didn't really know where to start. He himself had snuck his hands under the back of Eden's shirt if he was still partially wearing it, clawing lightly at him, wanting him closer and to feel how their skin made everything feel so alive. "I really wish you could bite me ... I felt almost jealous watching you drink from that seraph," he admitted.

When Eden bit him, or rather nibbled on his skin, Romeo's head fell back, moaning at the feeling. Fuck, his stomach was tying knots on itself, trying to contain how turned on he was. "Eden," he moaned his name quite needy in his voice, but he wanted him to hear. Wanted him to know just how good this felt, his hips still grinding to meet the vampyre's. Even if a vampyre was now actively nibbling at his skin, he felt rather safe and as if he was being looked out for. Not only that, but taken care of as well. "Cazzo ... Eden-," cutting himself off to feel the tingles run down his spine, knowing that his skin, where Eden was tending to, would have scratching marks. "Mark me as yours," he had never felt the need for that. Never felt so primal in an act like this, but right now all he could think about was belonging to Eden.

At best Romeo had hoped for the vampyre to suck on his skin and leave more bruises that would come from this. But the sharp teeth that soon pierced his skin sent shivers through his body, a pleasure he hadn't felt before, but made his body relax and yet eager at the same time. He moaned, whimpering rather vulnerable in tone, but he wasn't in pain. No, he felt a little high. At least until his brain kicked in, reminding him what his blood could do to Eden. He pulled away, seeing the lycan blood on his teeth, he wiped at away, shivers still running down his spine from the pleasure, but now it had a weird mix of being afraid too. "Are you alright?" He muttered, cupping his face between his palms, inspecting his eyes, looking out for the poisoning. But of course a little lycan blood wouldn't kill him, only hurt him. "You didn't swallow, right? Cazzo Eden," he whispered, clearly not sure how to feel right now. He felt the small puncture holes on his neck, and it made him almost filled to the brim with pride, but also the risk that Eden had gone through to make it happen. What blood he hadn't gotten off his teeth, he tried getting off anyways. He was terrified that he would lose him now. "Don't do that again," he muttered, "cazzo, it felt good though."

Romeo didn't have to speculate how this made Eden feel. The pure rush of happiness and need could've made him hard if he wasn't already. He was his first, yeah, but it had also been pretty reckless. He however didn't have time to think as the vampyre grabbed around him, pulling him closer, making Romeo sigh and moan as the touch felt like it was all over. The mutter made him hum, returning the kiss, returning the groans with sounds of his own. "I want you too," he said, just letting it be known that he indeed felt the same towards Eden. But he had felt that for a while. Felt the need to be with him in any which way he could. "No," he moaned, moving his hips to greet the vampyre's, grinding on him as he felt himself rather riled up, his cheeks warm from the heat and blushing, "I need you."

However he liked? Oh, he didn't have to say that twice, he felt blessed already. But then his pants were opened for, the vampyre not hesitating to please him and it made him moan a little louder than he had planned. "I want to feel your insides," he murmured softly, placing a finger under the vampyre's jaw, a thumb on his chin, keeping his face turned towards him. He was so pretty like this, so eager to please him, "I can still remember feeling your wet mouth and your tight throat," he groaned softly, his animalistic side waking up once more, his eyes slightly aglow. His thumb ran along the bottom lip, studying it's soft curve and the fullness of it. Yeah, just thinking about it could make him want him more, and as Eden jerked him, he could barely contain himself.
While he didn't want to move away, he had to, pushing himself back and to his feet, getting out of his pants and underwear, left standing in front of Eden wearing nothing. His cheeks warm from the pleasure and his heart beating with anticipation. "Do you need help to get out of your clothes?" he cooed him in a slight tease, but before Eden could reply, he would start helping him undress the rest of the way. He felt eager. Wanting to see and feel all of his body. "Pretty boy," he muttered, leaning down to kiss along his naked thigh.