This Halloween, it would seem, was off significant importance to the city. At least if it was so that a number of events, as Sebastian called them, were being held this very evening in honour of such a holiday. The exact intricacies of just what this night required and why remained elusive to the Fae still and yet his interests had so quickly become focused on the man whom rested very near beneath him as opposed to the night he is surely meant to be celebrating in some fashion. How difficult it was to so allow his thoughts, even for all their myriad of curiosities, to fixate on so learning about a holiday when he had spent far too many nights away from his lover- only to have him beneath him now and so entirely within his reach. Ah, how relentless he truly was! The very thought so seeing a simper touch his lips as Sebastian so announced he was deciding upon which event to attend. In this at least Dorian held little surprise, the Fae King assured Sebastian was the very sort to gain invitations to any event of importance. How truly well the man would have done within his own time and yet perhaps- there was a distinct pleasure of sorts in so having met Sebastian in this more modern of times when this might be far more allowed then it had been once. How difficult it would have been within his own age to even garner an hour alone with the man out of sight of any others whom would so judge that union as they judged all things they did not understand. How spoiled this modern age, with all its freedoms and yet truly Dorian is more then content to take advantage of them.

The idea that he might be given other things is a curious notion indeed, the Fae so asking after just what else they might find tonight before his hand reaches for that bowl of sweets Sebastian had left upon the table, Dorian so readily slipping another of those treats between his own lips. How glorious such a taste and from something so small! How was it so that none in his own time had ever managed to craft such a thing as this? Dorian frowning slightly in that contemplation before his lover so began to utter the names of what the Monarch can only be assured are other treats they might find. Pumpkin seeds is, perhaps, the only food of which he has heard before this idea of caramel apples and popped corn distinctly foreign. Yet, such is that ever curious mind of the man that even the idea of such discoveries is appealing to him. Dorian merely allowing his consort to continue in his explanation before he begun to place those small candies upon the man himself. He is aware, near instantly, of the man in which Sebastian all but freezes beneath his touch- this reaction one of the few Dorian had so witnessed upon several occasions and indeed took some measure of delight from so achieving again. How well trained his lover was becoming to simply lie still when so required of him.

The vampires words trailed off as Dorians own head lowered, lips pressing upon the cool skin of his collar bone to find that candy heart and brush his tongue across it, lips trailing upward then in that sweep of tender kisses to his lovers neck, nipping at the skin there before so snatching that second treat. The sudden feel of Sebastian's own arms enveloping him is hardly discouraging, Dorian so relishing this embrace as that soft exhale parts his companion's lips, a look so wholly impish upon his own features still at his purposeful progression upward and along those paths of sensitivity he had so learned to caress in their time together. Dorian so purposefully sought to arouse the man if only for his own pleasure as Sebastian had perhaps already suspected of him. The Monarch so loving each and every reaction he might encourage from the vampire, leaning forward now to find the last of his treats so precariously placed upon Sebastian's upper lip- Dorian so gently capturing it between his own now in that intimate kiss. The sudden shift of his lovers hands was hardly missed, cool fingers slipping beneath his jacket and shirt to caress the planes of his own heated skin. Ah, how he so relished those hands! Dorian so incapable of preventing that almost squirming movement in an effort to have Sebastian's hands run across the entirety of him, the Fae so responding to even this touch as that soft sound of want escapes the back of his own throat before he finally pulls away from that kiss. That small collection of treats his own sweet reward in this as he continues to near recline upon Sebastian's chest- that teasing grin in place as he rolls those candies atop his own tongue in delight at the sweetness.

"You have something else for me? What is it?"

He queries, that soft look of inquisitiveness so touching his features once more before Sebastian lent suddenly forward, capturing his lips a final time, the vampires tongue so finding its way into his own mouth once more in that very sort of kiss Dorian favoured the most- a soft sound of pleasure resounding at that hand that tangled in the hair at the base of his neck, only deepening that kiss. Dorian was aware entirely too late of that precise, meticulous action that saw his lover pilfer one of his own treats with such an action before the man lent away and back upon that sofa.

"If it were not so, Mon Cher, that I was impressed with the skill of that, I am assured I would kiss you again if only to see if I might steal it back."

A soft chuckle slips easily between his lips, Sebastian's assurance that they should surely leave before they end up free of clothing as they so often did drawing a sigh from the Monarch all the same. Head resting atop the vampire's chest now.

"Yet- I am very comfortable here. It has been far too many nights since we were wearing nothing I am assured, although I suppose you are right. I do desire to see this Halloween."

It is only then that the Fae King so relents to allow his companion up, that simper still entirely in place as he moves to stand beside the sofa now, one hand offered to his companion to so help him to his own feet now before the silver of his gaze finds the navy of Sebastian's own.

"Where is it we are going?"

Dorian Aragona