There was no denying that regardless of the utter novelty of those desires for his fairy companion, Sebastian found himself wholly wanting to feel that intimacy with his lover that they had been afforded but once before. Dorian had a way of drawing out longings that existed beyond the simple level of the touch of physical flesh - a longing completely for closeness. He loved the sound of those moans upon his lover's lips, more so if only because it was he that so coaxed them in the first place. Sebastian enjoyed pleasing his lover in every fashion possible, to the point that those voiced needs were entirely consented to without even a hesitating inquiry. The vampire found himself pausing with a soft groan upon his lips after ensuring their bodies were once again nestled so closely against one another. He was well aware of that sharp intake of breath on Dorian's lips at that sudden sensation as Sebastian found himself nestled within his lover. He could feel Dorian's body tensing against him, and softly, the vampire found himself uttering softly just how utterly amazing Dorian felt, the compliment entirely meant to ease any concerns that might have crossed the man's thoughts.

With care, his hips began to move forward, a small simper crossing his features at that groan that left Dorian's lips. His fingers continued their diligent work, the vampire so effortlessly finding a sort of steady cadence with his fingers and his lover's body within itself. It so delighted him, those waves of sensation he was finally afforded after so long. He had yearned for this and Dorian's toying and teasing had only increased those desires to an overwhelming state. His own breath came quicker with each roll of his hips against Dorian's form. Those moans began to leave his lips with more regularity. His own body hardly held the endurance it so usually had thanks wholly to those two weeks and his own time spent under Dorian's diligent touch. His own nose nestled into his lover's shoulder, entire uncaring for the way his hot breath surely caressed the man's skin. He could hear the way Dorian's own breath increased, the man's movements speeding against his body as he came closer towards that apex of satisfaction. He could feel Dorian's body around him and in response, Sebastian found himself too crashing down the edge of that precipice, finding that glorious satisfaction as he felt the Fae King against him to reach that much desired point of pleasure.

Slowly, Sebastian pulled himself from his lover, still content to remain upon his side and against the man. His body was a glow in the aftermath of those sensations that had but moments ago assaulted his body. His breath was perhaps just as ragged as his lover's and yet, he was entirely content to remain entirely where he was. It was exhausting, this love they had and yet Sebastian enjoyed every moment of it. He loved spending moments such as this within his bed, his body spent and himself wholly satisfied -- well, nearly. That hunger rose it's head, nearly begging for it's own relief and yet, he was hesitant to so move from this position. He was hesitant to break that spell if only because this was the only time in which he was truly allowed to simply touch the man he so adored. It was entirely a ridiculous notion to the vampire to find himself wanting those cuddles and hand holding, those decidedly innocent moments in which so many couples enjoyed. He had always found such actions and accompanying ideas as things far beyond what his life held in store for him and yet....here he was all the same.

The vampire's navy gaze shifted down towards the man beside him as he felt Dorian move against him, a soft simper crossed his lips as Dorian rolled onto his back, his lips all too gingerly pressing against Dorian's in return before the man fell back upon the mattress beneath them. A breathy chuckle left his mouth at the compliment he so received, the vampire gently reaching up to let the back of his hand caress Dorian's jawline. "I am sure we can best it." He uttered softly, his gaze flickered down towards the move of Dorian's leg, the vampire hardly forgetting the promise he had so made. Sebastian leaned down, brushing his lips briefly against Dorian's own before finding it within himself to shift, his body brushing against his lovers as he ventured back down towards the man's inner thigh. Sebastian's mouth brushed against the fae King's thigh, searching for the vein. His gaze glanced up at the inquiry that so impishly left his companion's lips and yet, Sebastian offered but the smallest of shrugs in response.

"Sicily doesn't have you in it." The vampire uttered softly, entirely unconcerned that his lyrics were entirely cheesy. It wasn't like him really to engage within such overly affectionate words and yet, it was but the pair of them was it not? Could he not afford his lover some of those unfiltered thoughts even if they fell within such a realm? Sebastian himself hardly considered it long before his fangs sank into Dorian's flesh, so affording that already satisfied body with another dose of that bliss he was so capable of providing. His hand reached up to press Dorian's leg further against his mouth, the vampire so desperately enjoying that taste of blood that ran rampant through the King's body. For several moments Sebastian was entirely content with that taste of blood in his mouth and on his lips, the vampire gingerly letting his tongue caress the puncture wounds he created while he rolled over just enough to still remain wholly in Dorian's lap. Sebastian's gaze slowly drifted upwards towards his companion, hardly oblivious to the fact that the fae King's hands were still so tightly bound above his head. "I suppose...." He started softly, his words drawn out in a lazy manner, "I can let you go now." Those ruby ribbons fell nearly immediately at the sound of the man's accented lyrics, disappearing into oblivion in the same fashion they had come into existence.

Sebastian Ellington