you were the answer to my dreams

There was hardly even a shred of concern within the vampire, as he so willingly and eagerly offered himself to the cause. In Dorian, Sebastian had a sort of unwavering trust, and too a loyalty he was hardly inclined to break in even the slightest. He might have danced upon that line each evening with that prey he so indulged in but never once had he so crossed that boundary, his physique entirely for Dorian's taking alone. Such commitment had been decidedly lacking in the vampire for centuries upon centuries and yet, it seemed as if such fidelity only required just the right kind of coaxing. That chuckle upon Dorian's lips was hardly missed, the vampire merely offering a warm simper at his own decided cheesiness before he so earnestly found himself at the fae king's side. His lips so readily pressed against the fae King's own and yet, in that simple moment Sebastian found himself simply relishing the taste of the man before him. It had been far too many days since he had last even kissed his lover, that simple show of affection somehow lost amongst the excitement of their journey and the exhaustion that came with it's completion.

It was, however, in spite of that fatigue and that hunger that Sebastian found himself merely willing to give into those more carnal whims. Indeed, the vampire could hardly deny the simple fact that he enjoyed those intimate moments with the King, and those blissful cherished nights afterwards that they'd often spend simply lounging within his bed or meandering around his estate. How much he'd come to simply enjoy the closeness of existing at his lover's side! And how utterly dreadful it would be when this vacation had come to it's end to leave him, once again, without the man he so adored. Now, however, was hardly time for such dismal thoughts as the press of Dorian's tongue upon his lips so saw that singular kiss deepen to those more teasing touches of exploration. That sound that reverberated within the man's throat was certainly enough to so coax the entirety of his attention until the fae so pulled away from him, leaving him entirely wanting.

That request, however, had caught the vampire entirely off guard, his eyebrows raising ever so slightly with the notion that Dorian was simply asking to be bitten. He was hardly oblivious to the realization that this was perhaps the first time in which the King had so requested such a thing from him and yet, the vampire hardly found himself shrinking from such a desire. It had hardly crossed his mind that such an offer my too come from Dorian's own fretting for his welfare. Quite on the contrary, though his lover had proved himself perfectly willing to embrace those more feral aspects of his nature, centuries of such conditioning had kept Sebastian from even so much as being able to discuss those pangs and that thirst that he sometimes so felt, the very beginnings of such certainly starting to afflict him even now. It was surely that lust for that substance that so saw the vampire entirely destroy the tranquility within that moment as he pushed his lover from that position on his stomach to one that far better suited his own selfish desires.

His fangs brushed in an entirely teasing gesture against that sensitive skin upon Dorian's wrist, that groan he was so presented with brought the smallest of smug twitch to the corner of his lips as he kissed that hand. He moved with ease to nestle his mouth against Dorian's neck, all too pleased by that simple sound of want the promise of his bite could so provide. Oh the sensations he could so easily afflict his lover with! And yet, he hardly responded to those words, his hand instead moving to brush with a genteel gesture against his waist, groin, and too that thigh he so particularly enjoyed. He was well aware of Dorian's body squirming beneath him, those more sensitive areas seeming all too eagerly to press against his own and yet, it was that touch of Dorian's fingers within his hair that so stole his attention, keeping him from that further teasing he was so capable of. Those words that left the King's lips were met by a soft snort of amusement, "I could say the same for you." He muttered softly before Dorian's lips so feverishly caught his own.

Sebastian was aware, entirely so, of the fae's fingers as they shifted from his dirty blond locks to settle upon his waist, that touch fleeting as it moved around his figure to the front of those far too constrictive pants. He was innately aware of Dorian's hands slipping beneath that waist line and yet, those areas where he so wanted that touch were entirely ignored, that simple fact only further producing that undeniable want. That press of Dorian's palm's against his cold flesh saw the vampire reaction almost immediately, his hips effortlessly rolling forward against his lover's own waistline, allowing that separating fabric to so taunt and tease them both. His head shifted as Dorian's lips finally left his own, instead allowing the man access to that neck that he so teasingly nipped at. That area around his throat was so decidedly sensitive to the King's playful gestures, enough to draw a soft sound from the vampire's lips. His attention, however, nearly immediately shifted as Dorian's hands drifted lower down his figure and closer towards that area he so desperately wanted the King's touch.

His tongue had already shifted to brush across those fangs in that habitual gesture he was so utterly guilty of. How easy, he knew it would be, to so push Dorian over the edge and beyond that foreplay with just a singular bite. And yet, he so despised letting that teasing come to an end so quickly. He relished in that want he was so capable of producing perhaps as much as Dorian himself did. His own hands slowly drifted downwards to Dorian's waist line, undoing that button and the zipper before pushing down those jeans just enough to further press himself onto his lover. "Perhaps." He whispered softly, that husky tone all too obvious within that British accent. "I will simply indulge in all of you." He continued, before leaning down ever so slightly, letting his hips roll against his lover's figure once again as those fangs so abruptly bit into that flesh on the base of the King's neck. That immediately trickle of blood within his mouth was altogether delicious and in that moment, Sebastian found himself almost unconsciously pinning Dorian beneath him as that hunger so took control of him.

Sebastian Ellington