Well isn't this an odd conglomerate?

He nodded sending him a slight smile of gratitude. While Eden called the front desk, he just snuggled up to him. He felt sleepy, but falling asleep right now wasn't a good idea, besides he didnt think he could sleep with the donor laying dead in the corner. And she would start to smell soon enough, if she wasn't already. Gods he still hated her.
Eden got up, and watching how the seed slowly dripped down the insides of his thighs made him shudder a bit, though he also felt jealous in a way. He loved that feeling. Being so full of Eden's love that standing up was a struggle. "I think you have a very light version of how I usually feel," he shrugged, getting up to take his hand.
Once both of them were cleaned off, Romeo sighed and yawned, stretching his limbs. He could hear the staff in the other room, doing their work, and he didn't really feel the need to go in and look at that. Instead he prepared himself for bed, brushing his teeth, fixing his hair a little and just taking his time. "That dinner you mentioned .. was that with your friends?" He asked, because it dawned on him he had barely asked.  

"Of course I'm tired .. I could barely sleep on the plane and it wasn't like I felt like sleeping when I finally got here," he pointed out, reaching over to take his hand, entangling their fingers. It was strange how much he could crave the vampyre's cold touch. As if touch alone was enough to soothe all his worries in the world - well it certainly felt that way. "I just hope your friends aren't offended that we needed to reschedule," he was properly raised, and declining a planned dinner to be selfish was a big no-no. However he had barely thought about it when they had been tangled up and indulging in one another. "I don't want their first thought of me to be that of a bratty teen that wants you all to myself," though wasn't that exactly what he was?

"Shush," he muttered, smiling tiredly at the tease before Eden seemed to know the staff was done in the other room. He was pulled with the vampyre to bed, snuggling up to him and hugging himself close. The smell of fresh linen welcome, but he barely realized it as the scent of Eden filled his senses and made his body drowsier than ever. Soon enough he was asleep, only a light snore to give away just how deeply he was sleeping.
He wasn't sure what the time was when he finally did wake up, but the sun was creeping in from the window. A new day was starting and yet he felt his whole body so tired still. Either that or it was because he felt like he had finally gotten a good night's rest.

Simply waking up to Eden again, hearing his voice, feeling his breath against his scalp made the lycan very happy. He smiled, opening his eyes slowly, pulling away to look at the man he loved so dearly. "Morning," he muttered, leaning in to steal a few kisses as his body was still trying to wake up. He felt content, relaxed and overall just happy that they had been reunited once more. His hands moved down along the vampyre's side, caressing his body as they were both snuggled up under the duvet. "I feel like I keep stating that I've missed you when it's so obvious," he scoffed, nuzzling their noses together in a cute moment of intimacy that they were actually pretty good at sharing. It was at least one more thing he had missed about being with him. "Next time either of us needs to go out of town, the other better come with," he sighed. He couldn't imagine doing this again.

The kisses were welcomed and reciprocated gladly, feeling how Eden grasped at him made him feel so good. The warning made him hum softly, looking at the vampyres face with a small sigh. "I guess it will be different tonight .. but if they touch you like the other filth I refuse to hold back," he said in all seriousness. Only he was allowed to touch Eden like that. He was his husband to be, not some skanky donor. "And I want to share the donor with you," he added, his eyes vulnerable as the last night's affairs still affected him. He wanted Eden to look at him when he fed, wanted the focus on himself and not anyone else.

Romeo just nodded at the worry that Eden expressed. He knew he couldn't survive off of blood alone, he wasn't stupid, but he wanted to be closer to Eden. He wanted to fit in with his friends too. Even if they spoke about the fact that him being a lycan was a good thing, there would always be that droplet of insecurity and shortcomings that filled his mind. However thinking about that now would just make him spiral. "Well if you're insisting I eat, then I want breakfast in bed this morning," he smiled, leaning his head back on his pillow, a slightly bratty smile spreading on his lips as he had a mischievous glimmer in his eyes. He didn't like eating, leadt of all in front of people, but Eden could calm him enough to get something down at least. "Hmm, I'm thinking eggs, toast and a big assortment of fresh fruit .. Juice of course and a big cup of coffee," he smiled as he made his demands.

Romeo liked getting his way, but he was also aware that what he asked for was perhaps easy enough to accommodate. He hummed, enjoying the hand that touched his skin in various places, leaving a small trace of longing goosebumps on his skin. "Well .." he said, reaching out to touch the vampyre's face gently, his fingers reaching up in to his hair, lightly pressing against his scalp. "I have a long list of things I want," a sigh leaving his lips as he was considering all his options. He knew that they couldn't stay in bed all day, and yet he found the thought of just having him close to make up for their time apart rather inviting. "I guess I would want to go out and see the city .. Perhaps buy some clothes that might fit for the dinner tonight," he smiled.

Romeo laid back, just reaching out to teasingly touch along Eden's chest as he spoke on the phone. Fuck, hearing him refer to him as his husband turned him on! He wasn't embarrassed by it, far from it, but it surprised him just how little it took. He felt almost like a virgin, everything making him feel almost on edge. Eden hung up, returning to him and wrapped his arms around him. Romeo buried his face in the nape of his neck, kissing and lightly biting him just to feel close to him. He wasn't biting him hard, at least not enough to break the skin, but hopefully a few indents in the otherwise perfect skin. "It sounds nice," he just said, humming as he felt more occupied with his neck than really caring about eating. He had some time before it would be ready anyways. Pulling away, he lifted a hand up, touching along the small dents, sighing to himself at the sight of them. "Yesterday .. we spoke about us marking one another when we get married for real," he said, wanting to have the conversation now that both of them had rested. "What do you have in mind?"

Romeo's eyes went to the neatly carved R that he felt a rush of pride from seeing. He knew that they belonged to one another, but seeing this always brought a certain feeling with it. The question however made him frown, blushing lightly as he looked down. Eden rightfully didn't know a lot of the lycan customs, but he always seemed to ask about the very intimate ones. Romeo would share it, it was perhaps just ingrained in him that it wasn't something you talked about as much. "Usually it's very intense .. Animalistic .. Or so I've heard," he couldn't say he had ever tried it. But he knew it was different from just biting during sex. "When we choose a mate there's a bunch of rules that must be followed and some stuff that needs to be set in place even before the wedding happens," he said, just looking at the R, wondering if saying this out loud would even be as weird as he was hyping it up to be. "One of them being mixing blood from the two who are to marry," he said, scoffing softly, "but we've sorta been through that already."
He fell silent for a while, still a little hung up on all of the things that had happened from their blood mixing to Eden getting sick from it. "Then there's a gift exchange; Each person makes something that will be a symbol for the other to remember them by and to remind them of their mutual commitment to the other." It was different from rings, he explained, as the gifts were often hand made and meant to be kept close by at all times. "The bite itself usually happens on the night of the wedding .. It's very personal, so usually it's only the two there," he said, looking up at Eden. "Then the full name is carved in to the other person's skin, curved so it will follow the bite .. And once biting down, if the name is within the teeth marks it means it will be a long and happy marriage," was it strange that he was explaining this to his husband when he had always imagined the other person knowing fully well what was about to happen. "The bite is very different .. Because in choosing our mate, our saliva - I don't know how to say this without sounding gross - but it changes in a way where basically it will burn the skin of the one we're biting so it may never heal," though he wasn't sure if it was even going to work on a vampyre.

"I don't think any lycan has ever tried it with a vampyre," he argued, but he wasn't trying to convince him to do it. They were an unusual couple, they didn't need to adhere to old traditions. Besides Romeo was almost certain that his family would never come to accept his choices, let allone be at his wedding if they got an invitation. The question posed was reasonable enough, but he felt like he had too many ideas to settle on one thing. He wanted it to be perfect and yet also embrace mistakes. "I don't even know anymore," he admitted. This was going to be their day and yet he felt like there was so many options. He snuggled up to Eden, hiding his face away in frustration as he took the time to calm down from all the thoughts in his head.

He appreciated Eden's way of comforting him. It felt good to just lay there for a little while, being held and caressed. The plea made him pull away from his chest, looking at those loving eyes that he cared so much for. How the green and blue colors mixed so effortlessly, and were so recognizable to him that he was certain he could identify Eden merely by his eyes. "I don't want to get up yet," he just said. He knew that outside was a world of adventure awaiting for them, but he needed just a bit more time just alone with the man he loved. He knew that breakfast was on the way, so Eden would have that part of his mortal upkeep handled. Now he really just needed comfort and closeness. He guided Eden's hand to his cheek where the faint scratch marks were still visible to him. "I don't know how we are to handle Kareema," he said quite honestly. He was still very hurt from everything she had said and done. But he also knew how important that vampyress was to Josette.

Feeling the fingers inspect his skin was making him feel a little nervous. The biggest concern stemming from the fact he was afraid of Eden not liking him anymore because his cheek looked like this. Of course it was a silly thing to think about, but it also felt like a true fear for the lycan. He nodded, liking the sound of Eden making it clear that Kareema would not be allowed to enter the home the two of them would share alone. He needed to hear that. A soft smile crept up on his lips, "tell me more about this home .. What do you have in mind?" because Eden seemed to be used to a mansion with staff and everything to watch after them. But Romeo wanted a home, not a mansion with staff to do their every bidding. Cooking for him was therapeutic, and fact of the matter was he still struggled a lot with food. So having staff around to cook for him wasn't really optimal in his eyes. "I mean, would you like a house? Or an apartment? I can't imagine you wanting to just live in another mansion," he chuckled, though perhaps Eden had gotten stuck in his ways.

Was it weird that they always seemed to talk about their dreams for the near future? It wasn't like it was unattainable for them, and yet it felt almost like a fantasy too. Perhaps because being with Eden felt like a dream come true. He was everything that he wanted, all that he lusted for and the only person he could truly crave. And it was mind-blowing to him that he actually got to be with him. An apartment sounded nice. He could imagine them being loud neighbors, but then again would that really be so bad? They weren't throwing parties left and right, just indulging in their desires. Even the neighbors would have to understand that.
He feinted being surprised by what Eden said about a maid, chuckling as his expression quickly softened up, giving him a light push, though not to move him away. "I'm not that messy," he argued, looking in to Eden's eyes, "besides it's easy for an immortal to call a mortal messy when you don't have to worry about dishes or cleaning toilets." Romeo loved that Eden wanted a maid, so he wasn't going to disagree on that. It at least would help with keeping everything dust free and such.