Letters to Romeo.

Julie's mouth opened to ask Roman if they were going to take turns to take a bath or if he meant they would get into the bathtub together. When she saw him pull down his jeans, she turned to look the other way while her cheeks were quick to turn red. 

It wasn't like she hadn't seen him in his boxers before, but Julie doubted that Roman was planning to get into the bathtub wearing it. She heard the rustle of the clothes, and she softly gulped. They had been going out for quite some time now, so it shouldn't be too bad, she said to herself. And they had stripped their clothes in front of each other, the only difference this time was that they were stripping all the other pieces of clothing on them and getting in the tub naked. 

Her virgin heart was going to explode, and she took a deep breath, trying to calm her heart that was thundering out of nervous excitement. 

There were flashes of light outside the room's window and soon a thunder struck from the sky, shaking the room's windows. The room had a soft golden glow because of the lit candles on the stands fixed on the walls. Some light emitted from the fireplace, and it felt as if, for this moment and time, she had gone back in time when Roman was human.

Julie heard the sound of water running in the bathtub that had hot water in it.. She realized she was being an idiot by standing here, doing nothing. 

When her nose tingled, she sneezed, "Achoo!" 

Julie's mind started to run wild with images, and she shook her head as if to bring her mind back to the present and not to space out while keeping Roman waiting for her to join him. 

Roman stood on the other side of the room, behind the wooden divider that separated the bathing area from where the bed and dressing table were. His eyes moved from the wavering water to look at Julie through the carved hollow designs of the wooden divider. His face was expressionless, that didn't let out his actual emotions slip out from his mind. 

His black eyes flickered between two colours before they settled to his vampire eyes that were red. He took in the way Julie's wet clothes clung to her skin as she was drenched. Her hair was wet, and her skin appearing pale because of the wetness and the cold weather. 

Some pieces of her hair stuck to her face and neck. Roman could tell she was nervous. She didn't dare to look in the direction of the bath. 

Roman bent to check the temperature of the water and turned off the faucet so that the cold water filling in  wouldn't overflow and spill out of the bathtub. 

After gathering enough courage, Julie finally removed her blouse. When her hands went to reach for the button on her jeans, her fingers lightly shook. She wasn't sure if it was because of the cold or because of the obvious anticipation of what could happen in the bathtub. 

As her jeans were wet, it felt as if they had shrunk in size, and she tried to get them off her legs. While doing so, her back hit Roman's cold chest, and a gasp escaped from her lips. 

"Need help with that?" offered Roman. 

Julie's jeans were half pulled down, and she was in an awkward and embarrassing position. Her lips parted, and her small voice came out, "It got tight." 

"I can tell," commented Roman, and he walked around her. Julie noticed he was in his boxers. He bent to her level, his hands reached for the fabric, and he pulled it down, "Lift your leg." 

Julie did as she was told, and she then lifted her other leg forward, and Roman pulled it down. She finally stepped out of it, and he stood up and said, "Turn around."

She wondered if he had turned impatient with the way she was dawdling earlier. 

Julie turned her back to face him while she stared at the mirror that wasn't too far from where they stood. She watched their reflection and saw Roman had a concentrated look on his face. When his cold fingers touched her back, Julie closed her eyes to stop her body from shivering. Roman heard Julie's heart hitch when his fingertips touched her. 

She quickly pushed her wet hair on both sides over her shoulders to cover her breasts. Roman unfastened the hooks of her bra, and soon the fabric loosened its hold on her bosom. 

Before Roman would place his hands on her waist, Julie whispered, "I-I will do the rest."

Roman's eyes met hers in the reflection of the mirror, and he said, "I will be in the bath."

Julie nodded her head and watched Roman walk back to the other side of the wooden divider. 

Once she dropped her bra to the side, she pulled down her underwear, pushing it next to the bra. Her feet moved slowly, one step at a time. Nervously, she made her way towards the bathtub where Roman was already sitting.

Roman was sitting on one side of the bathtub, and he had chosen to sit on the side where he was facing her now. His eyes watched the way her brown hair looked darker and the way she held her hands in front of her chest. 

As much as Julie tried to be brave, Roman saw through her expression, noticing anxiousness filled in those big brown eyes. Her body was petite but with the right amount of curves on it. Her thighs were pressed against each other as if trying in hope to hide what was between them, with her legs crossed. 

Unlike Roman, who boldly watched Julie without blinking even once, Julie didn't dare to look below the surface of the water, where the sight of his lower body was blurry. A few candles had been lit around here, giving out enough light one needed to see things around them. 

If Roman wasn't looking at her, maybe Julie would have let her eyes roam at him too. 

As much as Roman wore a passive expression on his face, there was something very dark that lingered in his eyes, as if, if she tried to run away now, he would pin her down and devour her. 

Julie quickly walked, and lifting her legs one after another, she got inside the bathtub and sat down, sitting opposite Roman. She noticed that apart from the candles on the stands, there was one candle, which Roman had kept right next to him. The light that spilt on him gave a tan complexion, looking like an Adonis with his muscles and inked body. 

"There are no bubbles," murmured Julie, realizing how clear the water looked now, where one could see their lower halves below the surface of the water. Thankfully it was nighttime, else everything would have been more visible than now, she thought in her mind. 

  "There's soap, but that will take a while to make bubbles and personally I prefer to see you without the bubbles hiding you," came Roman's unfiltered words, and blood rushed up Julie's neck, and it came to settle on her face. 

Julie's legs touched Roman's legs as the tub wasn't too big but of moderate size. "Maybe I should put on some music on my phone," she thought out loud while feeling Roman's intense gaze on her. 

Roman raised his hands towards her, stretching them for her to take, and Julie placed her hands in his. He quickly pulled her towards him, which she hadn't expected as she thought he had only meant to hold it. Water splashed out from the bathtub, which in turn lowered the amount of water in it. 

Julie ended up sitting right in front of Roman, her face near him, her hands were on his chest to support her body. She stared into his red eyes. 

Roman brought his right hand towards her face, caressing her cheek with the back of his fingers before letting it down. He said, 

"There have been too many distractions today," Julie felt her heart shudder when he moved forward and placed his hand on her back, sliding it around her waist. Roman pulled her in a way where she was sitting on his legs, facing him. 

They sat skin to skin. Julie's body temperature rose, and her heart began to pick its pace. Roman didn't look away from her. 

"I never thought I would one day be annoyed with the fact that you once had remote feelings for another person," the hold of his hand on her waist turned firm so that she wouldn't move back while he brought his other hand near her neck. 

"I don't like him the way I like you," replied Julie, watching him staring at her neck. "Not even in the past was I fond of him the way I am with you." 

"I know. I can tell that," responded Roman. "But for some reason it still irks me, even though I have no control of it as it was in the past."

She did have an inkling that he was jealous, but she didn't know that it had bothered him. It was because he hadn't said anything. Her eyes fell on his inked chest, and she said, "I don't think he or anyone for that matter will ever be able to amount to the person you are and how much I like you." 

Julie looked up at him. 

One side of Roman's lips curled, and the look in his eyes changed to something that she had noticed only on rare occasions. He pushed one side of her hair that had been resting on the front of her shoulder behind. 

Julie blushed, and when her hand went to touch her hair, Roman caught hold of her hand and said, "Let it be." 

Roman stared at Julie with his undivided attention. One hand of his weaved through her hair, and he said, "Part your lips, love," as he angled his face. 

When Julie parted her lips, Roman dived in, and he covered her mouth with his. The world around her melted. His lips moved against her, and just as she thought, he devoured her little by little as if he was savouring her. 

With the water around them and sitting on Roman's legs, Julie lost herself to him. She moved her lips against his, keeping up with his actions and returning his feelings. There was something very exhilarating about the kiss, and somewhere in the back of her mind, she wondered if it was because of the little distance they had shared recently. 

Their tongues rubbed against each other, their lips sucking each other now and then, and Roman's kiss overpowered Julie as he sucked and nibbled on her lips. Even though they had eaten a little in the diner, it looked as if they were both hungry for each other to consume the other person. 

Julie wound her hands around Roman's neck before she weaved her fingers through his thick hair. Roman's hands were sensual, moving from her shoulders to touch her back, bringing her closer to him, where they both dissolved in each other's touch. 

The rain continued to pour, numbing the other possible sounds from outside the motel while leaving Roman and Julie in their own world. 

Julie had folded her knees, and with Roman, who had pulled her closer, she felt Roman's member touch her, and it startled her. The blush on her face came in full force. He didn't let her go and continued to steal her breath until he had her breathless in his arms.

Roman didn't stop there, and his lips peppered kisses down her neck until he reached near the swell of her bosom. 

Julie trembled under the touch of his lips even though it wasn't as cold as the first time their lips had touched. His lips grazed and hovered above her skin. A blissful sigh escaped from her lips when he pressed his lips for longer than a second, and he pulled away from her so that he could look at her. 

Roman's red eyes stared at Julie's bosom, and he pushed her hair which had been lying on the left side of her shoulder so that he could look at her body under the warm candlelight. He could hear her heart beating faster.

He used the back of his fingers to brush the tips of her breast, noticing her shiver and a soft gasp escaping from her lips. 

Julie knew Roman had been with several girls before her, but it didn't bother her or make her doubt if she was enough, as much as he thought she was. It was because he looked and treated her like she was the one in his life. 

She wondered if this was how it felt, to surrender emotionally and physically without any barriers and to be accepted wholly as who you are.

Roman's expression was one of complete seriousness. His gaze was similar to stoking and fanning the coals in her until she was burning bright and red in fire for him. 

Roman looked up at Julie, where she was looking at him as if taking pleasure by the touch as well as the sight of what he was doing. Earlier she had looked somewhere between a scared bunny and wanting to be brave, and now that the veil of shyness had been discarded, her emotions were turning bare for him to look at. 

He brushed her tips torturously slow with his thumb this time, and he saw Julie's eyes dilate in pleasure. Her lips parted, breathing through it and fascinated by her reaction, he repeated his action and heard the way how her heart hitched. The soft tips were quick to turn hard because of his cold hands. 

Using his other hand to hold her back, Roman lowered his head towards Julie's chest, and he captured one of the tips in his mouth. He sucked the hardened bud into his mouth, hearing Julie take a sharp breath and her hands came to settle on both of his shoulders. 

These sensations were new to Julie, and her eyes rolled back. Her body would have moved back if it weren't for Roman, who had his arm around her waist. 

She felt Roman's lips pull and rub, nibble and suck her nipple until she didn't know what to do with the overwhelming arousal that hit between her legs. A moan escaped from her lips when Roman tugged it with his teeth. He gave the same attention to the other breast while his hand moved to the other breast, which he had treated to toe-curling pleasure, placing it on the side of the curve. 

When he bit hard, she flinched, "Rome..." his name spilt out of her lips, which was heavily coated with desire. 

Hearing his name from her lips only pushed Roman further, and he sucked harder, where her body arched backwards. 

At the same time, Julie lowered her body unconsciously such that she felt Roman's manhood right between her legs, and the little rub of friction felt like an invitation to Heaven. But at the same time, she was embarrassed. 

The thought of Roman turning aroused because of her made her chest puff up. That she was able to elicit similar emotions in him and she didn't feel left behind. 

"Ah!" a small cry escaped from Julie's lips. 

Roman had bit into her skin at the top of her bosom, his fangs sunken into her skin, and Julie's nails dug into his shoulders. The skin where he bit was more sensitive than her neck and hands, and she hadn't expected Roman to take a bite there. 

Roman sucked gentler than he had with the tip of her breasts, and once he drank enough blood from her, he pulled his mouth away from her. Julie saw his tongue peek out and lick the skin where he had bitten a few seconds ago. 

"Did that hurt too much?" Roman asked her, and Julie stared at him, where her face had turned bright red. 

If her body wasn't running on such high pleasure because of him, it would have been painful, like two syringes pricking her skin. 

"Let me show you," said Julie. The best way to explain was a demonstration, she thought in her mind. 

Julie moved her arms over his shoulders while leaning towards him, and she went right at his neck and bit him. Roman's teeth clenched because Julie seemed to want to make her point known, but he didn't oppose, instead he was intrigued by it. 

Julie had chomped on his skin, marking it with her teeth. When she released his skin from her teeth, she leaned again and ran her tongue on the skin, similar to the way he did it. She could tell by his hands that tightened around her waist that he felt it. 

Wanting him to feel the same way he made her feel, Julie's hands moved across the length of Roman's shoulder. 

She kissed him up to his neck while also noticing the mark she had left on him. Julie asked him, "Will it heal soon?" 

"Do you want the mark to stay?" questioned Roman, running his hand from the nape of her neck down her lower back that dipped into the water in the bathtub. 

His large hand came to settle on the side of her bottom before it moved to feel the roundness. And though Julie was in the water, she stood on her knees to match his height while he was sitting; it gave him easy access to her. 

"I guess, else I will be the only one with—"

Julie's words fell short when Roman squeezed one side of her bottom. Until now, she hadn't done things like these. Thankfully, her face was hidden from his sight, and to return his action, she bit into his ear lobe. She heard him hiss at the bite. 

Roman's eyes narrowed, and he remarked, "I wonder if between the two of us it is you who is a vampire."

Hearing Roman's words, Julie grinned, and she pulled herself back to look at him. The more minutes they spent together like this, the more comfortable she started to feel. She was glad that he was taking it slow with her and grateful that he was considerate of her feelings. 

Curious, Julie asked him, "Rome," while looking into his eyes. 

"Hm?" 

"Can vampires drink blood from other vampires?" It would be like cannibalism, or here to rightly be said, vampirilism. If that was a word, thought Julie in her mind. 

"The Elders can, and a few handful vampires," Roman answered her curious question. 

"Have you ever been bitten by Donovan or anyone else?" she continued to ask him, feeling both his hands settling below her bottom. She bit her bottom lip. 

"No. Though most of the turned vampires were once bitten by vampires when they were humans, I haven't," replied Roman, "And vampires prefer to drink human blood rather than another rotten vampire's blood. Seems like you wanted to ask something else." 

Did he notice it? Julie asked in her mind. Her lashes lowered to the tattoos that were inked on his chest and stretched to his hand. 

She asked him, "I, um, you did things and I was wondering if I could do them for you too."

Roman stared at Julie, wondering if she really meant what she said or if she was only saying it because he had pleasured her, and she felt like she had to repay it. He brought one of his hands to place it below her chin, holding her entire attention, and he said, "And why do you want to do that?" 

"W-what kind of question is that?" Wasn't it obvious? She asked herself. 

"Answer it," stated Roman, his red eyes swirling in its darkness as he felt his blood lust surfacing up, and he curbed it down, pushing it away while watching Julie trying to frame her answer as if she was answering an exam. 

Julie cleared her throat and then said, "Because I want to?" her cheeks turned even warmer than before, and she wanted to drown herself in the bathtub. But with all the moving they had done, the water level in the bathtub had decreased, and it would need to be refilled. 

Roman's hands then held her waist while he stood up in the bath along with her. Leaning forward, he kissed her soft lips, and he said, 

"Alright."

"Okay," came out Julie's whisper. 

While Roman was curious to know what Julie had on her mind, on the other hand, Julie told herself that this was the time to use all that extra research that she had done which was out of the syllabus. 

Catching hold of her hand, he said, "Let's move this to the bed."

Picking up the towels they had brought in here earlier and dried themselves a little before making their way towards the lonely bed, with their footsteps imprinting on the floor with water. 

Julie saw Roman sit on the bed, and she finally took the courage to look at his manhood that looked big and had turned hard. Oh God, she whispered in her mind. 

Roman brought his hand forward to guide her, and she was thankful that he wasn't forceful or dived into things immediately. She placed her hand in his large hand, which enclasped and tugged her between his legs. 

The look in Roman's eyes was serious as he said, "I know this is your first time, so if you ever feel you cannot do it, you stop. Okay?"

As eager as Julie was, the last thing he needed was her feeling overwhelmed by it. She nodded her head. 

He whispered on her lips, "I am all yours." 

He let go of her hand, letting her do whatever she had on her mind, while he placed his hands on the surface of the bed. 

It was true that Julie was eager to please Roman, but in her mind, the setting was less intimidating than it was right now. There was too much space around and between them, and they were both naked, one sitting on the edge of the bed and the other standing in front of the bed. 

Julie then took a step closer, placing her hand on Roman's shoulder, she pushed him to get on the bed and followed him. Roman sat with his legs stretched on the bed and his back against the four pillows that were placed against the headrest. 

Softly gulping, while a little bashful, her hand slowly went to hold his throbbing manhood, which was indeed warm and hard. 

She felt it pulse, and while she was getting familiar with it, and sensed his gaze on her. When Julie looked up, she saw he was staring at her. For a moment, she was frozen, not because she didn't know what to do, but because his daunting eyes had stopped her mind from functioning right. 

If she was a system, she was sure she would be beeping with 'system error'. 

She came out from her thoughts when Roman placed his hand on hers. She turned red and more aware of what she was doing, but Roman helped her continue. He moved her hand along with his. Same like he had guided her with many other things, he tried to help her, "Move it up and down." 

Julie saw his eyes had turned black, but on a closer look, it hadn't. It was just that his red eyes had turned darker, making it appear black. 

Her eyes lowered down at his manhood, noticing how Roman was blessed when it came to his built body. 

"Not too firm," guided Roman, and she did as she was told. 

Roman let go of her hand. She tried to get familiar with the way his manhood felt in her hand as she continued to move it. 

Roman had gone back to leaning against the headrest, while he watched her trying to arouse him further. When Julie felt like she had moved it enough, she gently ran her thumb at the tip of his hard member. It felt soft, she thought in her mind. She ran her finger again over it, and heard Roman hiss. And when her eyes met his eyes, she noticed his eyes had subtly narrowed. 

"Looks like you have indeed studied the anatomy," murmured Roman, and Julie blushed at his words. He said it because she had once told him how she knew things through the help of Google. 

Remembering how it was done and being a little braver, she lowered her head while moving back.

Coming face to face, she gave the manhood's head a little lick and she heard a hum of approval appear from Roman. It seemed like so far, she was doing it right and Julie once again wrapped her hand around his manhood, moving her hand while feeling his hard member continue to throb in her hand. 

Julie then put Roman's member in her mouth, starting it with little by sucking it, and she heard him hiss. She took a quick look at him, and noticed his face was slowly sinking itself with pleasure. It had always been her, who had lost herself in this aroused state and to see him like this, there was something very intimate about it. 

Once she was comfortable with the head of manhood, she then took it a little more of him into her mouth. She sucked it, feeling the soft and hard member that had a hint of saltiness to it. 

Roman's jaws clenched, feeling Julie's sweet mouth wrap around his member. It was nothing like he had ever felt before. He wondered if she knew how hot the scene was in front of him with the way her innocent eyes looked up at him. He wanted to pull her up and kiss her senseless before leading her to the dark side of desires with him, where he would have her cry and moan in pleasure. 

Soon, said Roman to himself. 

While she was working on bringing him to his climax, she felt Roman weave his fingers through her hair, pushing it to one side. When her eyes met his, he stared at her. She caught the erotic expression on his face. When her tongue peeked out, giving another lick to the tip, Roman cursed through his gritted teeth,

"Fuck!" 

There was something very alluring yet dangerous with the way Roman looked at her right now. Julie's heart skipped a beat, and somewhere in the back of her mind, she wondered when did she turn so brave. 

Julie pulled away from Roman's manhood for a moment, as if she had taken a pause while they stared at each other without any words. She then tilted her head before running her tongue from the base of his shaft to the tip of manhood's head. Her hands had moved to place it on Roman's legs for support, before trying taking him back into her mouth. 

She bobbed her head up and down, and she realized the faster she moved, the more she heard curses and hisses escape from Roman's lips. 

Roman could feel his arousal hitting its peak, and he said through gritted teeth, "That's enough, sweetheart." 

Julie saw Roman run his hands through his hair as if she was slipping his control away from him. 

"Pull away, Winters," he warned her, but Julie continued and just when she pulled her face away from him, Roman released the arousal she had caused in him. 

Julie sat upright, and though her jaws hurt a little, seeing Roman with his head thrown back with his eyes closed while he softly heaved, the pain was worth it. 

When Roman opened his eyes, he looked at her. Words didn't have to be spoken, as they were conveyed through their eyes. Pushing himself, he moved to where she was and kissed her, a kiss that was slow and soft. 

His hand came to her face, wiping the small spot of liquid that had fallen on her cheek. She couldn't help but blush over what she did, a shy smile on her lips, while he stared at her. 

Julie was elated just seeing Roman's satisfied look on his face, and when she was ready to get down from the bed to get back and finish their bath, he caught hold of her wrist to stop her. She turned to look at him with a question in her eyes.

Roman remarked, "Not yet. I want to try something."