The Sun Also Rises

There was a measured slowness to the removal off his belt. Dorian so deliberately taking as entirely as long as possible to remove that item of clothing and let it fall to the floor before reaching for the button and zip of his jeans. This process was almost just as slow, as if the man entirely refused to be hurried, Dorian well aware of Sebastian's gaze upon him as his fingers hooked within the waistband, now loosened, before slowly sliding those jeans down his hips to offer the barest view of the undergarments beneath. Barely a glimpse of that fabric was displayed before the Fae King seemed to change his mind entirely, his jeans suddenly dropped and removed in a mere matter of seconds before being flung towards Sebastian. A glorious grin so adorning his features at the rich sound of laughter he was met with. The vampire admitting that it was perhaps the oddest strip tease he had ever been given. Dorian's own shoulders lifted in that teasing shrug, hands resting upon his hips in that moment to both display those rose patterned briefs and to attempt that air of nonchalance all the same.

"At lest you will remember my strip tease then."

The words were entirely humour filled, the Fae turning then to afford his lover a look at such garments from behind. Dorian unable to argue that such tightly fitted clothing truly was appealing to the eye and indeed he perhaps saw the reason as to why his lover often donned those sleek, tight jeans in turn. It was with his lovers gaze upon him then that he so offered the reason for his choice in these particular underwear. He remembered that night so many months ago that Sebastian had appeared at his front door, the man having so painstakingly waited those appropriate amount of days in between their visits then, that age-old courting still managing to bring a simper to his lips all the same, the memory of those courting days truly treasured within his mind just as much as the memory of that single carnation Sebastian had presented him with at his door. It had been months since that rainy night and how much had changed! Dorian determined tonight, even if in a unique manner, that he would return that gift of flowers one way or another. That carnation having been upgraded to a red rose in the process, that most significant of flowers one could give to so display that notion of love in its purest form. Dorian determined that when the opportunity so presented itself he would find for Sebastian a real rose too. Tonight however, those printed upon himself would have to suffice. Their meaning very much the same.

That softly uttered 'come here' that so parted his lovers lips, coupled with that extended hand so saw Dorians features soften readily. How simple those two words and yet how sweet they were to hear! That simple affection within them readily seeing that warmth blossom within his chest as he closed that distance between them. The Fae King entirely willing to place himself within the vampires embrace, the man's hands resting upon his hips in a fashion Dorian had come to desire as his own hand knotted within those dark blonde locks of his lover to draw his lips to his own in a truly satisfying kiss. The sigh that parted Sebastian's lips as Dorian pulled softly away was hardly missed and yet the Fae would be remiss not to inform his lover off all he had won this evening. A warm simper tugging at his lips as his head bobbed gently, confirming the vampires query before Sebastian promised to uphold those extra things tonight. Dorian inquiring then as to just what the vampire might like tonight only to be met with that simple utterance that brought his own chuckle from his lips once more. Dorian somehow having readily anticipated just this answer and yet he could hardly find fault with it as his Consorts lips pressed sweetly to his own once more. Dorian more than willing to be led across the room and towards that sofa- a brief look of inquisitiveness touching his features before he found himself pressed back against it with the assurance he had mentioned his disdain for ever leaving it.

Any words he might well have offered in response were swallowed by his Consorts lips finding his own again as the vampire straddled him in much the same fashion as they had been upon the floor but moments ago. Dorian delighting in a return to that position as his lips all-too eagerly returned that kiss, the glorious fire place so wrapping the pair within its warmth, the gooseflesh that rose to his skin holding nothing to do with any chill and everything to do with Sebastian's hands upon his skin. How hopelessly glorious it was that even this subtle touch, tonight, seemed to draw such a reaction from him. Dorian finding himself so desperately sensitive to that touch, his desire for the man atop him all-consuming and yet it was hardly just that physical release he knew would come that so drove him. For all the delight to be found in Sebastian's body he had come to crave that simple closeness that came from these couplings. He relished in that connection it afforded them, something deeper and strong and far more potent than words might ever bring them. Dorian long ago so having come to accept that he might never have the right words to explain just how much he loved Sebastian. This perhaps one of the few ways in which he might so fully express that affection and devotion and desire and love that afflicted him. How cherished these moments were in which he could simply love the man every way he knew how. Sebastian the only being within the entirety of his existence for whom this act had ever held true emotional connection- and how he adored it! Every part of it.

Those exploring fingers however hardly ceased their trail, coming to rest just above those undergarments as Dorians own hands lifted once more to return to his lovers hair, running his fingers through it as he stole kiss after kiss from the man. His action broken only by that slight shift in Sebastian's position above him, the vampire's fingers dropping abruptly lower to grace against that all-too sensitive flesh. Even that tentative, gentle touch drew a soft breath from the man as he broke that kiss, the softest sound of appreciation drawn from within him now. He could hardly prevent the manner in which his hips so instinctively shifted into the vampires hands, attempting to have Sebastian touch only more of him. That once slightly tight fabric of his briefs readily responded to his lover's hand, swelling beneath his practiced touch until that fabric begun to become uncomfortably restrictive. A groan stirring from his lips as his fingers tightened within his lover hair.

"Please keep doing that."

The words were little more than an utterance against Sebastian's lips, as if he might be able to encourage the vampire to take him all the more firmly. Dorian shifted beneath him just so, hands at last dropping from the man's hair to run down his sides, Dorian feeling every hard, glorious plain of the vampires chest beneath his touch as his own hands travelled lower. Yet, for the first time, there existed perhaps something else in that soft, tentative touch. Dorian so reaching for his own affinity and yet merely a bare thread of it. To bring Sebastian to life took a level of power that left him exhausted, one he had not yet learned to master without his own blood coursing in the vampires system. The Fae King so taking a different approach tonight, focusing his own power towards his fingertips alone before letting them caresses Sebastian's sides and chest, stirring to life the vampires cold skin and those little nerves beneath to leave a heated, pleasurable trail in his wake. Simply using his power to craft a wealth of sensation any place his fingers graced without but uttering a word of this newfound talent. Dorian offering him barely a taste in that moment of what he might wholly be capable off with touch alone- that knowing simper dancing across his lips before they returned to Sebastian's own in a fervent kiss. His fingers reached the hem of Sebastian's own jeans at last, working with ease to undo them while hardly daring to interrupt Sebastian's own hand. Dorian unable to pull them down the rest of the way from his position and yet that glimpse of red was clear as the Fae fell back against the couch. His lips pulling softly from his lovers own once more, forehead resting against Sebastian's with that intimate affection and the beginnings of unsteady breath, another soft sound of pleasure stirred from his lips that he was near forced to utter his words around. Sebastian's hand torturous in its slow caresses he wanted only more off and yet- there was still those undergarments he was dying to see.

"I think you should show those to me now."

Dorian Aragona