The everyday monsters in our lives

Feeling him kiss back felt good. She knew she wasn't perhaps in the state of mind to be making the greatest choices, but he seemed so sweet. And as he admitted not to being into it, she blushed with embarrassment, crawling off of him as she pulled her dress down a bit. "I am so sorry," she said, genuinely horrified at herself. Had she been too forward? Was he not into her? She knew he said he had agreed to come here but she shook her head. "You agreed to come here, you didn't consent to anything else," she just said, getting up from the couch wrapping her arms around him. She had sobered up real fast for sure.
"I .. I don't know what came over me .. I'm usually not this forward, I mean," she gestured down herself, "I know I dress like I'm confident but honestly I'm not good at hook ups too." She chuckled a bit, just putting a bit of distance between them to not make the guy feel more attacked. She tried smiling at him, but it was clear she had gotten ahead of herself, and that she was truly sorry. "Do you want me to call you a cab .. Or anything like that?" He would surely want to get out of here, right?

Safe to say she felt a bit of relief in the fact that he wasn't going anywhere. She really did like him, but perhaps the drinks had hit her just a little stronger than she had thought at first. Smiling she nodded, just sitting more relaxed now. He was sweet enough, wasn't he? "I'm still a little embarrassed," she admitted. As the night went on they spoke about everything and nothing at the same time. It was just casual, chatting and even throwing around some jokes. At some point she felt ready to head to bed. She fixed up the couch for him if he wanted to sleep over. Or he could be daring and share her bed if he so wished.

Regardless during the night he would get messages from Cesare. All of them seemingly worried for the human.

[Cesare:] I know I upset you this morning, but please reply if you are alright
[Cesare:] You would probably say that I don't have to worry, but I do
[Cesare:] Just .. at least let me know if you are alright

Joanna barely noticed that he was leaving, well besides for a small pout as she was fast asleep. The streets at this time of day were very calm. Most people had already gone home from being out, but for some the day were juat starting.
At the hotel Cesare was pacing around. He couldn't sit still. And as the door unlocked he looked to the human as he entered. It took everything in him not to run to him and wrap his arms around him. But as he juat went to bed, he got into bed too, laying down nest to him, looking at him, seeing if there was any new visible bruises or cuts. There was none of that, instead he could smell perfume on him. A woman's no doubt. And he wasn't sure what the feeling in his heart right now was. It was hurting. And yet he had been way too worried to even start to get mad right now.
Once he had drifted off, he felt the hand on his arm again, sighing as he moved closer, wrapping his arms around him, trying to ignore the female's scent, even if it was quite obvious.

Cesare just held him, and though it hurt to smell another person's scent on him, he couldn't help himself in holding him close. He just reminded himself that the human had never promised him anything. In fact he had been quite adamant that they couldn't ever work out. He just laid there silently, breathing him in as the hours passed too fast for the vampyre to keep track. It seemed that being close to the human time passed faster, and he wasn't sure as to why. Well he had an inkling, but he couldn't dare to think of that.
As the human slowly woke up, he frowned at the apology, but gently hushed him. Benjamin hugged him closer, and Cesare buried his face in the nape his neck, breathing him in, trying to avoid the scent of the other woman. "Please don't lie to me," he just muttered, not wanting to upset the human right away, but did he really think he couldn't smell this perfume? "But I also don't want to know who you spent the night with," he muttered. He sounded perhaps a little upset, but nothing that couldn't be truly fixed. He just needed to get over this, and yet it was so hard for him. He wasn't the monogamous type, but he also didn't like sharing. He was weird like that.

Cesare sighed as he sat up. Why did he always have to ruin this for himself? "It doesn't matter," he sighed, turning to lay on his back, feeling rather confused about it all. It did matter somewhat, but it wasn't really in him to get angry. Because could he really get angry on the behalf of someone he wasn't even with? "I keep ruining your mornings," he rubbed his face in pure frustration over himself and his own shortcomings. He decided to get up, mostly because he just wasn't sure what to do with himself.
"I'll go have a shower," he said, moving towards the bathroom, taking off his shirt as he went. The necklace and the pendant resting against his cold skin. "See if you can rest for a bit .. I'll tell you when I'm done," he said before reaching the bathroom. Once inside he undressed completely, fluffing up his hair a little though it was quite nicely messy already. He didn't need to shower, but he felt like he smelled of such an awkward mix of Benjamin and this mystery girl.

Cesare took a nice and rather well deserved shower, cleaning himself, getting a lightly scented soap that he just used to get the rest of the perfume off of himself with. Once he was done he dried himself off pretty easily, his hair he dried halfway with the towel before he came back out. Heading over to a smaller closet where he got some clean clothes out and getting dressed slowly as it seemed that the human had fallen asleep once more. The sun was peaking through some curtains and he moved to close the curtains. Sitting down in the couch he just picked up his phone, reading through some messages but he couldn't seem to focus.
His eyes kept moving over to look at the human, and every time they did he caught himself, forcing his eyes back on his screen. He felt conflicted. Both because of the manner in which Benjamin had returned on being away most of the day and night even. He wondered what he had been doing, if he had had fun, if he had even thought about the vampyre for a single second. Probably not. Perhaps he had only returned because of the looming threat of a vampyre coming after him. He knew he had seen his messages. Maybe that was what had driven him to come here? Though he hadn't spoken a word, just gotten into bed.

Cesare wasn't sure how to react. Part of him wanted to just insist on doing it forever. Frankly he didn't care if this was all he was ever going to get. Was that pathetic? A human's life was relatively short compared to eternity, so he supposed he just had to survive the next couple hundred years and it would all be fine. Or so he thought. Watching as the human went outside he got up, but he had to look at him from the shadows only. It was always going to be like this; The human living during the day and him during the night.
He took a shaky step forward, the sun not nice on his skin, and he felt sorta weak already, but he made it to the human. He wrapped his arms around him from behind, hiding his face into his shoulder. This wasn't fair. The human could have all of him any time he asked, but when he needed comfort he felt pushed aside. "Don't stop doing this," he almost pleaded. He didn't care what women he slept with, who he spent the night with, as long as he could at least hold him like that all night. He didn't even care about the nightlife anymore, he just wanted to be there with the human. "I haven't forgotten what you said .. but it doesn't change anything for me," he admitted with a soft sigh, breathing him in, happy that the air out here had wisped away the perfume of the woman. Now he could just smell the human and the cigarette he was smoking.

"I don't care who you sleep with .. I just don't want to know their names," he said. No, if he knew their names he might act vengeful and he wasn't even going to tempt himself. He just hold the human close, breathing him in, and even if the sun was making him feel weak, he couldn't ignore that just being around this human was worth it. He was pushed off, and he had a rather hurt expression on his face before he was pulled into the shadows.
The human's mutter made him look confused, but instead of simply embracing him, he pressed him lightly against the wall, nothing restricting, but more because he couldn't help himself. "I don't understand you," he muttered, his hands grasping at the human's clothes, crinkling them up more than when he had just been sleeping in it. "You despise me, want me as far away from you, and yet you worry about me and want me close," he shook his head, cupping his face so gently that he felt sorta overwhelmed. He searched his eyes, unsure of what to really say, but he was clearly holding back. He didn't want to ruin his morning further. "I'm not asking for your love, I know I could never have it .. But would you let me hold you like this more often?"

The human wasn't answering anything and it just made everything feel so strange. He was asked to be let go, but could he truly just do that? "I won't let you go before you start answering me .. you can't keep going back and forth," he said, searching the human's eyes for answers if that was what it took. He just needed it. He needed to either be told how little he was thought of or how the human wanted them to try something new. "Go on .. hit me .. hurt me .. cause apparently I'm not allowed to hurt myself, but you are," he shook his head, letting one side of his face go, his hand instead moving down along the human's side.
"I can hear how your heartrate increase every time I'm close," he said, grasping softly at his sides, however more carefully around his sore hips, "and I'm old enough to be able to hear the difference between fear and excitement." That was a fair thing to point out, right? He leaned down, his lips hovering over the human's, "you simultaneously want my lips all over your naked body; and also tear me limb from limb."

Cesare grit his teeth as he was told to shut up. But how could he? He needed some sort of reply, he needed for the human to pick either or, because constantly guessing his mood was hard enough as it was. He was then greeted by a warm pair of lips, the taste of smoke still on them but oh how the vampyre relished them. He wrapped his arms around him, quite eagerly pulling him closer as their lips danced against one another. He sighed, releasing his lips momentarily, opening his eyes slightly to look at him before greeting his lips again. He couldn't help himself and it made him feel weak to his knees.
It didn't even matter that the sun was threatening to move closer, he just wanted the human. He wanted him to keep this going, never wanted to have to end this. And what he feared most was either speaking too soon or being pushed away. As long as their lips were locked, things were still undecided. The vampyre was grasping at the human's clothes, his slender fingers moving up under his shirt, sighing into his mouth as he felt just how warm and inviting he truly was. He wanted to express how much he loved this. Wanted to say that he wanted more and more, and yet he couldn't get himself to break away for even a second in fear that this would be ruined.
His kisses moved down to his neck, groaning softly as he playfully bit his skin. Not enough to break it, but just enough to tease him. His hands at this point had advanced, just caressing the small of his back, one just grabbing him by the hips and holding him in place. And yet the human would be able to feel how much the vampyre was restraining himself. He wasn't trying to force him into this place, he could move away if he so wanted.

He felt the pull, looking up briefly before humming. Still not saying anything he lightly pulled the human with him inside, leaving the outside sun behind. He did remember to close the blind, but not the door and it created a nice wind from time to time. Cesare hesitated briefly before he picked the couch. Moving over he sat down, pulling the human on top of him. He wasted no time in continuing what they had been doing on the terrace. He was groaning lightly against his skin; kissing, licking and playfully biting his neck as his hands were playing with the bottom hem of his shirt. Pulling at it a little, almost as if to ask if he could remove it, but with no words being spoken.
If he responded negatively, he would just continue as he had, however if it was positively, he would help him out of his shirt. Just throwing the fabric on the floor next to the couch, his hands moved to unbutton the faw buttons left on his own shirt, getting it off and having it join Benjamin's on the floor. As soon as their shirts were gone, he wasted no time in pulling him closer. Their chests rubbing together as Cesare's big and greedy hands grabbed at the warm skin.
Just as the human had said, no words were spoken. Only a few moans and grunts coming from the vampyre to signal.how good this felt. It felt better than the niggt he had been drunk. It felt more appropriate. Licking his lips gently,  he wasn't sure that the human would understand the hint, but if he didn't that was fine too. If their tongues clashed he could taste the a cigarette smoke more clearly, but he wasn't turned off by it. Rather it truly just tasted like the human. His tongue was nimble, knowing just how to caress the other man's.
As he let the human breathe, a string of saliva seemed to be connecting them. Cesare looked at him with adoration in his eyes, wondering if henwas dreaming or if this was reality. However grasping at the human's skin, it felt very much like reality. Looking into his eyes, his hands moved down between them, slowly opening the human's belt, zipping down his pants. He could stop him any time.

Everything was happening so fast and yet too slow. The nod to proceed made his breath shudder, and as he opened the pants, his hands snaked around to his back. One hand moving down under the pants and under, grabbing firmly at his behin, the other hand still supporting the human's back. He felt the arm around him, the hands in his hair made him moan, bucking his hips towards him. He was reacting quite strongly as well, but the last thing he was looking for was a way to ruin the mood. He wanted more of his tongue, smiling as he playfully teased him with his tongue, licking his lips, his tongue, moaning softly before he couldn't help himself anymore. He just wanted the human so much, the feeling about to burst out of him.
He got a bit impatient, still holding on to him he flipped them over on the couch. He was rather gentle, and yet it was clear how much he still wanted the human by how he was grappling onto him. He released his lips, his now tempered tongue and saliva running down to his chest. He wanted to taste all of him. Kissing and slightly scraping his teeth over his skin he moaned. He was really trying not to speak, and yet there was one word on his mind. "Benjamin," he moaned softly, kissing all over his chest, wanting nothing to be untouched. His hands were moving down to himself. Unbuckling his own belt as his pants were starting to get tight.
Checking in with the human before he took off his own pants, he helped the human as well. He took a faint second, just admiring the human as he was right now before swiftly returning to take care of him. His hands touching along his legs, grasping at his thighs. The last thing he wanted was to feel as if he was selective about what parts of him he liked. Because he wanted all of him. His face moved up, nuzzling their noses together in a gentle motion before granting him his lips and tongue once more.