They had it coming

The assurance made him nod, his chest heaving slightly with anticipation. Nothing could beat this feeling. This raw need they had for one another. He liked how he was being spread apart, gritting his teeth as he moved his kisses down to the vampyres neck, nibbling at him but another bite would have to wait until he got what he needed. The question made him groan softly, "no, I didn't have time," he whined softly, clearly needing to be touched already. He was practically shaking a little as he sat there on top of him. Nestling his face into the nape of his neck he breathed him in, licking his skin slowly, "please touch me," he wasn't shy of pleading if that was what Eden wanted him to do. He would gladly give in in moments like these. Sure he could play a brat all he wanted, but at the end of the day he truly just wanted for them to be together. "Amore," he whined, moving his hips slightly, clearly unable to hold back much longer. He could feel how Eden reacted when he whined, and maybe that was what drove him to do it more.

He was going to plead until he got what he wanted and he knew that the vampyre couldn't just refuse him. His breath shuddered as he was lifted onto the desk, gritting his teeth as his husband's cold hands started touching his length, bucking his hips against his touch. "But it doesn't sound like you want me to be silent," he replied, groaning softly as he stretched his neck for the vampyre to nibble at. He could have any part of him that he wanted. Everything belonged to his husband, all he had to do was ask. The question made him moan softly, "If I'm needy enough, yeah," he hadn't really talked in lengths about how his physique worked and how his body could create saliva like that. "You want to use my spit at lube?" An openmouthed smile appearing as he moaned softly. He was still keeping it down somewhat. Fuck he was really getting hard now, and the more Eden teased him the more turned on he got. It was almost painful. "Don't make me cum," he pleaded. He wanted to wait, and if Eden wanted him to drool then he couldn't give in just yet.

Gritting his teeth he was genuinely just trying to keep it down, but his husband made it almost unbearable for him, especially as he just kept focusing on the most sensitive part of him. "Gods yes," he whimpered, panting softly as everything about this felt so intimate. However the lack of touch made him wonder what would happen next, looking down he only got a peek before the vampyre drew his attention back up to those beautiful blue-green eyes that he found so much calm in. Hearing how he started to pleasure himself made him whine. He should've been using him instead, not his hand. Fuck everything in him just couldn't contain itself anymore, "per favore, mio marito," he resorted to plead in his native tongue. Speaking Italian always seemed to have an effect on the vampyre.
He moved his hands up and down his sides, feeling his muscles, gritting his teeth as it felt so painful to just lay here. "Ah .. hah .. Eden," he whined softly, feeling how good this was making the vampyre feel. His own member felt so painfully attentive and yet no release was given to him. "Amore .. amore .. per favore," he kept moaning, wanting him, needing him. There was nothing he wouldn't do to feel him right now.

The rest of his clothes were removed, and the teasing finger did little to soothe the actual need he had. "Yes .. yes!" He whined, pressing his head back against the desk, feeling so needy at this point. However as he heard his husband plead now he realized what it was Eden had been doing, smiling he nodded, gladly producing his slick saliva for him. He turned his head, drooling down on his hand before basically handing it to him. "Babe I want you inside of me now," he knew he was being unreasonable as he was barely stretched out yet, but all of this teasing was getting to his head.
If the vampyre indeed soaked his fingers in the spit he would be able to feel how thick it was, and as he pressed into the lycan he would also truly feel the effects of it. He moaned softly, panting even as the finger soon turned to two that so slickly moved in and out of him because of the spit. Pressing down against his fingers he whimpered slightly from time to time when his prostate was teased. There was very little that he wouldn't do for his husband right this moment. "Cazzo, amore, I need you," he whined, clearly struggling now from how long he had been waiting. Of course he liked the foreplay, but right now all he wanted was to be filled to the brim.

Yes, he should've remembered the toy, but when they had had to focus on Amelia he hadn't truly thought that far. The third finger made him grit his teeth, feeling a bit tighter than he usually was, but he couldn't wait. He just needed to feel him, even if it was just the tip of his length. He needed them to be connected. The tease made him want to press against him, but the grab made him nod, though it was a challenge. Returning the kiss he moaned softly as he pressed in further. It wasn't too bad, but it did hurt a little. They just had to take it slow. "It's alright," wanting to soothe his husband's worries, "just a little at a time."
While Eden pressed in a little further, Romeo just focused on staying relaxed, taking deep breaths and slowly but surely the vampyre was all the way inside of him. He was still rather tight, but he just needed to adjust a little, "don't move," he pleaded, clearly just putting mind over matter. It wasn't an excruciating pain, but there was a slight discomfort. However it was way overshadowed by the love he felt from his husband.
He snaked his hand down between them, slowly jerking himself as that seemed to relax him more. Maybe he just needed a bit of release before he could relax fully. Panting softly he looked at his husband with loving eyes, his hand picking up the pace a little as his lower abdomen started to tighten up at the pleasure. "You need to pull out before I cum," he whispered, moaning as silently as he could. He knew that once he gave in to his high, he would tighten up, and while that usually wasn't a problem, it could be when he wasn't as loose. "But you can still use your fingers baby .. cazzo .. I'm close."

As his husband came slightly within him he moaned in bliss. It was clear he was still not loose enough, and maybe he had indeed been too eager, but it was only the lycan who had himself to blame. The apology made him shake his head no. Eden had nothing to apologize for, and as the fingers were introduced instead he moaned happily. It was so clear how much he wanted him, looking at him with half lidded eyes as he chased his high. Soon enough he gave in, releasing on himself as it made his vision blur and his body tingle with delight, especially as Eden kept pleasing his prostate. Yeah, he had gotten a lot looser now, his body relaxing more and his eyes soon enough met with the blue-green ones. He pulled Eden down, connecting their lips, moaning into his mouth as he just felt good right now. "Let's try again," he smiled against his lips, licking him lightly. Romeo was steadfast in doing this, and it truly would be clear that his body was much more relaxed after that pent up release. But to his defense he had been pent up for a while now.

This time around it went a lot smoother. Eden's cold length entered him and he felt his breath halter for a moment at how lovely and cold he was. There was just something about warming him up, letting him use him like this was just so rewarding. Especially as he moaned into his ear, and Romeo could only reply with a soft whimper at how good it felt. They weren't even going fast. It was tender and comforting. It was needy and loving. Not only that but incredibly pleasurable, making the lycan moan in soft tone from every thrust and touch. All he wanted was to feel Eden like this forever, feel how he filled him up with every stroke and made them connected in the most wonderful of ways. "Jeg elsker deg," he whispered in a light whine as the vampyre hit his prostate just right. Nobody could make him sing like this, make him plead to be filled up like this. All of this belonged to Eden, all of him belonged to the vampyre he had been so fortunate to marry. "Cazzo, daddy fill me up," he moaned softly, barely registering what he was saying, but he was just handing himself over. Nothing was restraining them right now, and the thought of having a child was just doing something to him. He still found it hard to believe, but he knew it was the truth.

"Daddy-y-y," he gladly moaned, stringing the last syllable out to fit the thrusting that Eden provided him with. It felt too good and so right that he was sure they were truly going to break this table. However they would perhaps be better off not doing it, as that might alert their daughter in the living room. The question made him groan softly, pressing himself against the vampyre, moaning into his hair, breathing him in. "Because I want you to take what's rightfully yours," he spoke hastily, his breath being caught in his throat as he had to lean his head back from pure pleasure. After all this time, how was this still such a fantastic feeling? He truly felt like this was a piece of heaven on this damned planet. "Because you're the only one who can give me this pleasure - this release, ah, this love."

Romeo was truly coming undone under his husband, his own member dripping down to add to the mess between them that was happily being smeared between them. He felt how Eden gave in, and yet he didn't stop. But how could he? They were finally truly reconnected and the mutter made him whimper with joy as he could do nothing but moan. It wasn't even because it was moving fast or hard. It was tender and raw. It was what the moment had called for in their longing for comfort. The promises and talk of their future made him feel truly enticed in this endeavor. All he wanted with Eden was a family. A family that was their own, and the fact that he was willing to give that to him meant more than words could describe. "Cazzo, daddy .. deeper," he moaned. He didn't need to pick up the pace, and frankly the pace they had right now was perfect, but he would always long to have him further inside of him. "Baby .. baby please .. ah .. you feel so good."

"E-E-E-E-E-E-de..e..en," he could barely keep himself together anymore being thrusted into the way he was. Especially as the vampyre picked up the pace, making him whimper and whine for his husband's love. "I want it .. give me it .. cazzo, per favore," he would beg and plead if that was what it took. The way he could feel all of Eden's needy emotions; how the lust and love mixed in such a beautiful way only affirmed that this was what they were to each other. They were lovers; soulmates; married. Nothing could come between them. Nothing could tear them apart. And as Eden grew closer so did Romeo, spilling over from how his prostate had been so mercilessly pleased. Once the vampyre gave in as well did he whimper, pulling his husband closer, wrapping his arms closely around him. "Don't pull out yet," he pleaded, moaning softly against his skin, taking in the moment they had, "bite me." He knew it would paralyze him, but he also needed to feel that deep desire from his husband. That raw need that spilled over when he was biting him.

Eden would always be his one and only love. Sure, he could love their child and their eventual children, but nothing would compare to the love he felt for his husband. It was a deep passion that couldn't be described, and when he finally bit him he whined happily. His body felt a little paralyzed, but somehow it wasn't as bad as it usually was. Perhaps because his heart was beating so fast and his blood managed to circulate the venom out faster? There wasn't really a clear-cut answer. "Fuck me a little while you taste me," his voice raw, but he wanted to feel the pleasure of it all. He was clearly relaxed enough for him to just do as he pleased, and it was clear he wanted it. He wanted Eden to use all of him for his pleasure.

"Fuck yes," he whined, feeling how Eden just slipped so easily within him. It was intoxicating to feel how he could please his love. It felt like ever since claiming one another their supposed supernatural effects had dulled on one another. Maybe Romeo's blood was less poisonous and Eden's venom less dominant. It at least felt like it. They switched positions and Romeo soon enough found himself riding his husband in his chair. It felt like he couldn't get enough, humming softly at his question. He could reach it, using it as leverage to ride his husband lovingly and feeling just how deep he could reach like this, though he couldn't plant his feet flat on the floor. "I don't ever want you to pull out," of course he knew that was a silly thing to wish for, but it wasn't the first time he had complained about it, and it would be far from the last time. "Your cock feels so fucking good."