Healing isn't always easy | Eden

Mr. Parish. Fuck it truly took everything not to just lose his damn mind. He moaned rather loudly in return, and as they turned around he was actively panting and heaving for air. His legs wide open and laying almost submissively, just needing him inside of him. Needing to feel all of his man; his husband; his Eden. The mutter made his eyes flutter slightly, not sure if he had heard him right in all of this. Looking at their rings he moaned, looking at him with soft eyes before he nodded. Yes. Of course he would elope with him. Nothing would make him happier right now. "Y..y..ye-ah," he moaned, just to vocalize it too. In this state Eden could probably ask him to do anything and everything and he would have no choice but to comply.
"I-I..n..ne-ee..d-d..y..yo-u," voiced almost like a complaint. I wanted to feel him inside already. He felt so loose, so needy and as Eden would start rubbing his entrance with his tip he would simply grit his teeth. The hands with their rings he grasped harder, feeling how their rings were touching so perfectly. He truly needed Eden to just push inside already. The suspense was killing him. However with the vampyre you didn't always know his next move, so Romeo moved his hips against the tip, so needy and eager that it was new to both of them. His eyes were pleading, needing that relieving feeling of them combined as one unit. It didn't matter where they were, he just knew it would all be perfect.

He could feel the rush of emotions going through Eden as he agreed to elope. He wasn't even sure why it was so important. They had discussed an autumn wedding and yet here they were, about to make love and speaking about just getting married anyways. However the vampyre seemed to snap out of it, slowly but surely inching into him and Romeo couldn't help but squirm in delight. He felt big. So big. And he was happy that the vampyre was taking his time despite already being so relaxed. The mutter made his eyes turn more vulnerable, looking at him with soft eyes. However he wanted to do something else instead, "b..bi-i-t..te," he said almost as if he was correcting him. What good would a scratch do? It would only show for a few minutes, but a bite? Oh that could be open for a while, at least until they had both had their fill.
If Eden liked that he could feel it, pulling him down so their skin was all pressed together. Romeo kissed his lips rather passionately, moaning into his mouth as he started to feel himself drool again from the immense pleasure. There was truly nothing better than how they could melt together so effortlessly, was there? His kisses moved down, his teeth scratching against the vampyre's neck, just dragging them but barely piercing his skin. It wasn't until he reached the mark on his collarbone that he felt the need in him rise.
Kissing the neatly carved R he soon sank his teeth into Eden's shoulder, chomping down relatively hard. It wasn't how he had bitten before. There seemed to be a lot of emotion behind it, and if Eden recalled he had spoken about a special bite before. The bite between mates. However Romeo wasn't excreting any toxins, but the bite had more intent. It wasn't just to feel the blood, it was to mark the vampyre as his. It was a statement that they belonged only to one another and that nothing could truly tear them apart. His mouth was slowly filling with blood, and laying down meant it got harder to breathe but he managed. Eventually he had to let go, gasping softly, a mixture of blood and saliva running from his mouth as he moaned out loud at how perfectly it felt. How erotic the sound of their flesh hitting into one another truly resonated in his ears. He felt high on Eden, and he wouldn't have it any other way.

Feeling the vampyre's emotions was just perfect, wasn't it? It truly felt like he couldn't get enough of this, and it was also nice to feel him realize just how different the bite was. As the thrusts became more of a firm rhythm he couldn't contain his own moans, grasping on to Eden's back, his nails digging into his skin. His lips smeared in blood as he felt like he had tears in his eyes he just took the vampyre so nicely. It felt heavenly. And it was perfect. "L..lo-v..e..y-y-y..ou," he stammered back, the tears now falling from his eyes. He felt so good. He felt so happy, and it was all because of Eden. Nothing could make him smile or feel this euphoric, and no-one could ever claim to ever come close to what the vampyre could provide him with.
He slowly started to move his hips as well, moving to greet the thrusts, whimpering when he did so, but so clearly being into it. It hurt a little, which was actually really nice. It didn't hurt like he was tearing or in any actual pain, it hurt more like he knew it was going to affect his walk for a little while. "H-ha..ard..er," he needed all of him, needed to feel just how much he had been missed. He wasn't going to break. He was strong now. And all he needed was what he had felt robbed of for so long. The fact that he could even enjoy sex was a revelation that he had been scared of exploring. Mostly because most of the doctors said that things could be complicated for him.

Make him cum? Was that supposed to be a threat or a promise? He didn't get to wonder long as his hip was grabbed, making him groan softly as the pace was turned up a bit. His breath felt like it was hiccupping from each thrust, their chests rubbing together in the most wonderful way. Yeah, he would never get tired of this. Looking up at him with vulnerable eyes that were fighting to even stay open at this point, he nodded at the moaned question. Of course he wanted it to last. He wanted everyone to know that Eden was his, that nothing could separate them ever. The suggestion made him whimper, scared that he would hurt the vampyre. He didn't want to actually hurt him, that wasn't his intention anyways. But he shook his head, clearly not ready for that just out the gate. He loved him so much, and he couldn't even wrap his head around it if Eden got sick and he wouldn't be there.
But all of that was hard to express when he was actively getting rammed into, yelping and whimpering from time to time as it felt like Eden was trying to reach further and further in. Not that he was complaining, because he loved the thought of the vampyre splitting him open just to reach further. He grasped at him, pulling him closer still, "e..el..op..e-e..f-f-fi..rs..t-t," he managed to moan. Yeah, he wanted to be married to him before doing something like that. It only felt right. If Eden was going to get sick, then he would at least have wanted to take the vows first. He couldn't imagine doing anything else.
Despite Eden being more firm with him and his thrusts getting harder, it didn't stop him from moving his hips down to greet the thrusts. His moans increasing as he give into his high from how much his prostate had gone through already. It spilled in between them, and the way Eden was sliding their chests together it would be smeared out along with the blood. Sex with Eden wasn't just sex. It was an experience.

"W..we-e," oh he wouldn't take all the credit for this mess. It had been a team effort, he was sure of it. He felt so good still, even if he had just given in, it felt like Eden was just continuing to force moans out of him. It felt like he was in bliss. No stupid problems. Nothing but just their shared need and love. The vampyre seemed to move more intently now, and the lycan could feel how he was edging himself on. The question made him smile, a few rogue tears escaping as he looked at the man he loved with a blissful expression. "M..m-m..me-e," he stammered as he felt himself panting for air. Moaning he dug his fingernails into Eden's back, looking at him as if he was truly spellbound. The vampyre never seized to amaze him, that was for sure.
He wanted him to give in, he needed to feel him crumble inside of him, fill him up with his love. His throat felt dry from all of the heaving and yet he could still feel the leftover saliva in his mouth. His hands released Eden's back, moving up to entangle his fingers in his short hair and pulling his face down to his. Moaning into his mouth he kissed him rather passionately. He needed him, all of him, and nothing less would do it. This was what they had been building towards. This was an achievement for not only Romeo but also their relationship. "Mmhm..m..mi-n-n..e-e," he moaned in strung out sound as he kept getting pounded into. Eden was his. His alone. Nobody could have him. Nobody could ever get to feel him like this.

He gasped softly as he felt Eden give in, the pain strange and as he pulled out he got worried. Reaching up to touch his face, he couldn't really find his words, but it seemed that Eden tried to explain it away. Though once he had gained some control of his voice back, he would want to ask him about it. For now he got distracted as Eden pulled at him, his entrance at full display, already leaking from the mess that the vampyre had made. His body was a bit scrawnier than the vampyre might've been used to, and Romeo wasn't sure how to react before the remark came. He frowned a little, nodding as he smiled at him, his body having light sweat covering his body. "W-why d-don't y-y-you?" he stammered, though he was gaining back the control of his voice, "I'm y-yours, r-r-right?" Eden could do whatever he wanted. Because at the end of the day, Romeo had fully devoted himself to the vampyre. Whatever he wanted, he was fine with it at this point.
However now that he had his voice somewhat under control he wanted to ask about the pain. "D-did I-I h-hurt-t y-you?" he wanted to know, letting Eden continue to look at him, feeling his head flooding with blood because of how his rear was propped up like that. It felt good still, just laying there while Eden took him in. He was perhaps the only set of eyes he ever wanted to look at him, and he felt proud when the vampyre still showed interest in him despite what they had gone through.

Feeling his thighs getting squeezed as the vampyre explained himself was comforting, but he also worried that it had actually hurt Eden. Had he been too reluctant until now? Or perhaps he should've helped the love of his life out sooner with this pent up emotion he had. He wasn't quite sure what to expect or how to solve it, but Eden soon enough joined him on the bed. Snuggling a little closer, he felt like they both needed a moment of aftercare after this wild ride. He could feel how the seed was slowly dripping out of him, groaning softly because there wasn't much he could do about it.
The question along with the hand on his chest made him sigh, "I want to be able to look at you," he admitted. Was that too much to ask? He just liked the fact that he could always count on it being the vampyre doing this. Romeo had a lot of trauma in his backpack, most Eden knew already so there wasn't a need to talk about it now. He just liked that if he ever felt nervous or perhaps scared, that he could look and see who was doing this to him. His heart was still beating rather fast as he felt this was a bit exciting as well. They had tried a lot together. But everything had to be tried at least once, right?

He was pulled close and frankly Romeo had missed it just as much as the sexual part. The intimacy they shared went deep for them, and taking the moment to just calm down a bit and relish in their shared relationship felt really comforting. He felt the arm around him as the question made him nod, "a lot," he said, not afraid to admit to it. Everything Eden did was just perfect, and it was clear they had a close bond as they were both pretty good at reading each other. Of course Romeo had a sort of cheat sheet, but even without it he could sense the vampyre's wishes.
They kept close and as Eden took the time to caress his chest, Romeo just admired his face. His face was one of those aspects that he had always found so fascinating. How his expression sometimes could be so stoic and yet his eyes would give everything away. Eden was good at hiding his feelings, even Romeo had to admit that sometimes he struggled reading them, but his eyes were truly the windows to his soul. Being smelled made him chuckle softly, "you really like my smell, huh?" He asked softly, but it was more phrased as a statement. His hands moving down Eden's back, feeling where his nails had dug into his skin and how it was slowly healing. "What about it is so appealing to you?" he wondered. If the vampyre didn't know the answer that was fine too, he just wondered a bit as it was just something he did a lot. Romeo liked smelling Eden too, but he didn't have a scent as mortal as him, for one vampyre's didn't sweat. However Romeo had found Eden's smell from time to time and it had been rather wonderful.

How he knew him best? It was a bit surprising to hear such an explanation. Perhaps Romeo had imagined something else, but smell was a pretty nice thing he thought. The fact that Eden even romanticized this made him smile. The hand moving down made his breath halter, gritting his teeth as he felt quite sensitive still, shuddering lightly as the nails dragged over his skin. "Your eyes," he muttered softly, smiling as he looked at him, searching that blue green color he knew so well, "your eyes is how I know you best." Was that silly? He didn't think so. To him there was so much he could see in those beautiful orbs that it only made sense to say that. Leaning in he rubbed their lips together, "cazzo even your lips against mine." He loved this, loved just laying close, teasing one another for a little while. "I truly believe you're my soulmate," he said. It wasn't really a word they had discussed much before, but after everything, how could they not be? They were simply made for one another, and he saw no other way around it.
"I meant what I said earlier .. I wouldn't mind eloping with you." Of course it could've been something said in the heat of the moment, but Romeo wanted to make it clear. He would love nothing less than being his husband. He would treasure it. They had already gone from big wedding to small wedding. What about just eliminating the guests all together and just have the ceremony be the two of them? He liked the idea.

Yeah they were made for each other. How could they not be? He just enjoyed this, talking about everything and nothing at the same time, calming down in one another's arms. It was genuinely relieving to be like this. The notion of a party later on made him hum and nod. He wouldn't mind a party, but he wanted to wait until he got better for that. However the next statements made him blush, but he nodded as he agreed. "In front of the small waterfall by the entrance to our cave," he added, smiling as he thought of how it would be. They could be wed out in the woods, just the two of them and an official plus a witness of course. He felt all giddy about it.
"Let's do it," he said, leaning in to kiss his lips tenderly, "as soon as I'm cleared for my weekend out, we can just go do it - I'll be your husband and you'll be mine .. forever." He actually felt very excited about that. Just thinking of what it would be like. Husbands. A life of just the two of them and perhaps kids down the line. It felt so good to think of. "You're all I ever wanted," he said in a tender tone, nuzzling their noses together.

"Me too," he admitted, smiling at him as he felt quite content just laying here. He felt so normal. Like how he had felt before being admitted and all of that drama. How they had used to be, just the two of them, able to spend every waking hour together and yet still finding stuff to talk about. What was said in return made his heart beat faster. The admittance making his eyes become more vulnerable as he decided to prolong the tender kiss a little. Gasping softly as the kiss was broken he pressed himself closer. "You won't have to live without me .. I'm right here," he promised. He knew what he had done in that bathroom where Eden had found him was a stark contrast to that promise, but so much had happened since then. And he felt better. Felt strong with Eden by his side.
"Look at us," he chuckled, shaking his head a little, looking down at how much they had entangled themselves in each other, laying close and just cozying up on the bed, "we were supposed to go on a cute date .. and instead we ended up in a low end motel on the side of the road because we couldn't contain ourselves." He could do nothing but smile, looking at the vampyre that was so near and dear to his heart. He wasn't mad about it. In fact he had been the one to start it all. But he also felt so relieved right now. "It feels really good," he admitted with a soft smile on his lips, his hands caressing the vampyre's sides in gentle strokes.

Eden pulled him in, looking up at the ceiling, but Romeo just closed his eyes, breathing in their shared scent as he listened to the vampyre voice his worries. Maybe it was about time they talked about it. "To be honest for a while I was afraid of that too," he admitted. Of course it had nothing to do with the attraction he felt towards Eden, nor about the need he felt for him, but he had been in a very vulnerable position. He was ashamed of how far he had gone to get rid of his pain and try and get control.
"I still struggle .. a lot .. especially when you call me beautiful," he admitted, taking a deep breath, opening his eyes to look at the ceiling. He felt his heart beating a little faster but it was just his nerves. "It's not that I don't like the compliments, it's more about my mind spiraling and thinking that you're wrong or maybe it lists all of the things that are far too imperfect," he said. He pulled his arm up, raising his hand to look at the ring and chain still connected to his finger. "I still don't feel like me .. I feel like I'm different even though I guess I'm just more aware of myself than before," was that really so weird to feel like that? He wasn't sure, but his therapist said it was normal, so he would have to trust her expertise.
"I slipped up yesterday," he finally admitted, lowering his hand, resting it against his chest, "I refused to eat all day because the food was made wrong and I keep beating myself up about it." He knew it was all a process, that sometimes you went two steps ahead and one back. But he had been so angry at himself. "I don't look how I want to look, and gaining weight is hard because I have to adjust to my body every time," was it really a surprise he felt estranged to his body as a whole? Breathing out he sighed, shaking his head no a little as he just pressed himself closer.
"But your skin against my skin feels the same as before .. Your kisses haven't lost their intense feelings and your emotions towards me haven't changed either," he said, clearly having thought about this a lot. He cared for Eden, and he wanted to make him happy. But he also had to commit to the things he had done. "I didn't want you to see me like I was back then all frail and broken .. I wanted you to look at me and be proud, feel like I was strong enough to handle what we've always had," he felt like he was talking very much, but it was actually really nice to just get it all out. He took the vampyre's hands, guiding them to his ribs, letting him investigate and look up close if he wanted to. Although he was smeared in blood and semen, faint white lines were along his ribs. He had been harming himself in more than one way it seemed. Though they weren't fresh, he felt ugly because of what he had done. "I feel ashamed of what I did, what I put you through; and I know I'll probably spend the rest of my life trying to make it up to you, but I can't do that if I keep hiding in shame."