Well isn't this an odd conglomerate?

He noticed how Eden was looking at him, then his cheek only to look away once more. It felt odd. He knew he could see the faint lines, and he worried that looking at it would make him unappealing to the vampyre. Nodding he placed a hand on Eden's cheek, pulling him back to look at him. "Don't look away," no, he wouldn't have him avoid a certain part of his face. Of course the subject was still sore, and the cuts had definitely not helped with his self image and the need to be perfect, but he needed him to look at him. He needed to feel like he was still adored just as he had been before. "Is it too noticeable?" he asked. Sure it was still early on in his healing and in a years time the fine lines might be gone. But in the meantime he wanted to be sure that Eden still found him just as appealing as before.

His face was guided back to the lycan’s and his eyes returned to the healing cheek. It wasnt a question for Eden whether it changed Romeo’s looks because he didnt care too much about the lycan’s looks. By too much, he wouldnt really be bothered with any kind of changes. “I see it.” He said, looking at the lycan’s hazel eyes. It just felt like a reminder that Romeo had needed him and he hadnt been there. And Eden didnt like the feeling it put in his chest. “I think it wouldnt have bothered me as much if I had been there. To soothe and hold you. But instead you were all alone.” He said, looking at the lycan with vulnerable eyes. He leaned in to connect their lips softly. “I hate seeing you hurt. Because I want to protect you.” he said against his lips before he had to lean away, feeling his hunger slowly get to him. “I need to feed.”

"You can't be there always, even if we both wish you could," he argued, though it had been rough dealing with this on his own, he also now felt relieved to be with the vampyre once more. The kiss was soothing him, humming softly as he returned the small peck. It was sweet that he voiced he was starting to feel hungry. "Do you need to go out for it?" he asked, hoping the answer would be no. He wanted Eden to stay here, but he also understood if he needed to go out himself and get what he needed. Though this hotel seemed fancy enough to be a place where he could get anything served he wished for.

He could still want it, even if it wasnt possible. But the stench of blood and lust was strong in the air of their hotel room and Eden needed to soothe his thirst before he began trying to bite Romeo. The question made him sigh. “The donor place I’m collecting from are very particular about their clientele. Pick up only.” Was the best way to explain it. “If I wanted the hotel to find me something, they’d send up a live donor.” He said, almost like he would let the lycan choose which of then it would be.

"Whatever you prefer .. I do like watching you feed," he smiled, biting his lower lip as he leaned away to lay on his back. He felt how sore his body felt, gritting his teeth a little, but it wasn't a bad hurt. "But perhaps giving me a few minutes to clean up and stuff wouldn't be too bad," he argued, chuckling a little as he could feel Eden's seed slowly seep out of him. Fuck it felt too hot, almost turning him on again if it wasn't for the fact that his body hadn't rested enough for him to actually get a hard on yet. "We could snuggle up and watch a movie once you've eaten?" That was what couples did, and finally being in a hotel room meant they could snuggle up on the bed and watch it like that.

Romeo smiled to hear that, because he felt like if the vampyre left now that loneliness would return. As Eden made the call, he urged them to also send a cleaner up once he was done, just to change the sheets they had messed up as well as the blood that would inevitably spill too. Not that Eden was a messy eater, but Romeo was sure that things could escalate. It always seemed that way with the two of them anyways.
He got out of bed, a bit wobbly on his feet but he would manage, heading out to the bathroom to just clean himself off under the showerhead. He wasn't really too thorough, but he also knew how Eden felt about other people seeing him in the state he was in. He wasn't going to ruin the mood that was for sure. Touching his entrance as he showered he felt a little tender to the touch, sighing because it had been mostly his fault. Not that he regretted any of it.
Finishing up he dried himself off before returning to the room, picking up his clothing, putting on his underwear while the other pieces he just folded neatly and placed on one of the chairs. He went to his baggage, opening the bag to pull out an oversized shirt along with a pair of loose pants that he could lounge around in. He didn't need anything too tight fitting right now.

He could see that Eden was struggling a bit, and it was strange because he always seemed so calm an collected. Not sure whether or not he wanted him to approach he walked over to the window, opening it to let in some fresh air. Would that help a little? "Is there something you want me to do?" he finally asked, sitting down in the windowsill, facing Eden and wondering if he even wanted him close or if he was afraid of biting him. Romeo wouldn't risk him getting sick from his blood again, that had already been a huge blow to take, knowing that something within him had been able to hurt the one he loved.

Romeo wasn't afraid of getting hurt himself, but the notion of going for a walk made him nod. Watching him leave he felt a little sad. Had he pushed him too far? He knew both of them had been so eager, but perhaps they should've taken a small breath just to calm down in the middle of it. Of course that was easy to say now.
Once the donor arrived, Romeo just told him to sit down by the small lounging sofa, offering her something to drink if she wanted it. He moved over to the window, sitting down with his book, but not before trying to call the vampyre if he had taken his phone with him.

Romeo smiled as Eden returned, chuckling as he nodded to signal he understood the silent gesture. Greeting his lips gently, he felt almost reluctant to let him go, but the donor was already here. He got off the window sill, drawing nearer as he saw Eden bite down on her soft flesh. He wouldn't say he was surprised, but he sorta felt jealous. Jealous because he would never be able to provide that for the vampyre, and he felt ashamed in that way. Would it have been better if he had been born a human? Or perhaps even a seraph? He wondered, leaning down to kiss Eden's head. He at least just wanted to stay close and not just feel left out of the whole ordeal. He knew that Eden's lips had to touch her, but he felt frustrated that they were on another person's body! Taking a few steps back he sat down on the bed, just watching it unfold, even seeing how the seraph was looking at him made him angry for some reason. Had she never seen a lycan before? Stupid girl.

Romeo noticed the hand movement right away, getting up he could barely control himself as he walked over, grabbing her hand and ripping it off of Eden's arm. No, this was too much for him. "I don't like her," he said coldly, gritting his teeth as he stared her down. He hated her! He hated everything she could be to Eden that he couldn't, and she wasn't even pretty. "Don't touch my husband," he hissed under his breath. No, she needed to be reminded of what she was; A blood bag and nothing else. He was upset, hurting because Eden clearly hadn't realized what she had been doing.

Eden pulled him in and it felt good, looking at him though he still felt jealous. He couldn't make the vampyre look like this, so sweet with the color appearing in his otherwise pale cheeks. "She keeps looking at me .. Touching you .. And she's just a fucking donor," he said, tearing up in his frustration. He wasn't good at jealousy, and he had never actually felt this way before. "I .. I wish you didn't have to touch her .. I don't like it .. You're mine," his breath hiccupping a bit with emotion. He had never felt his own shortcomings this much, feeling like a failure because he couldn't provide for Eden that way.

Romeo wasn't sure what to do with all these emotions. He wanted to tear that little seraph apart for toying with him like this. But he also didn't want to ruin him and Eden's trip. The vampyre however seemed to know what he was doing, letting Romeo join as he sat down next to the seraph. Even touching her he felt disgusted, though he could feel her being attracted to him. It was an odd sense. The urge made him hesitate, looking down at the arm in his hands. "I wish you could just feed on me," he muttered softly, leaning down to her wrist, his teeth growing sharper as his eyes glowed a little. Biting down, he didn't care if he hurt her, only wanting to get the blood for Eden. Removing his teeth, her blood flowed freely, and he lifted it to Eden, though he wasn't making eye contact. He felt like such a failure.

He looked to Eden, feeling his hand getting guided to his hair making him grit his teeth. He was right. The only reason why Eden could feed was because he said so. He held him still for a bit, searching his eyes before pulling him down to the wrist. Feeling what the girl felt this moment was strange, because she felt aroused and yet unable to do anything because of the bite the Eden had given her. Instead of letting that fuel his anger, he pulled the vampyre away from her wrist, looking in to his eyes, "Have you told the little blood-whore who I am?" he asked, tilting his head to look briefly at the girl with disgust, "go on." He wanted Eden to say it. Wanted to hear him tell this little good-for-nothing seraph that they were together. That they would always be together.

The girl felt strange to the touch. It seemed like she wasn't deterred, her eyes moving lazily to look at Romeo. He felt that attraction she had for him once more, and it wasn't something he wanted to feel. She didn't know him like Eden did, she didn't know how much the two of them cared for one another. The question made him smile slightly, and sure, the girl felt panicked, but it wasn't like she could do much. "I want you to have your fill," he said, his hand moving from the vampyre's hair to his cheek, caressing it gently, wanting to feel close to him. "But accidents happen," he shrugged, a mischievous smile on his lips as he leaned down to the vampyre, "if you drain her completely then we can always order another, right?"