The Sun Also Rises

He could hardly deny his love for that attention Sebastian lavished upon his form. Dorian so willing to take each and every caress and touch and brush the vampire might give him in those all-too precarious moments in which the man found himself a veritable slave to that sensation and his lovers truly skilled embraces. It was surely but another perk of immortality that they had but a lifetime to perfect these things. Sebastian by far the oldest being he had ever indulged within and truly the man regretted no part of it. How glorious it was to have found another being whom so understood just what and how and where after all these years of far less experienced hands and lips so exploring his physique. Yet more than that, there was something so desperately and truly emotive about the knowledge that is was Sebastian whom afforded him these sensations. This man he was irrevocably in love with, whom, sometimes, he simply did not know the words by which to express just how much he adored him. Dorian desperately relishing in these truly intimate moments to be shared with no other. Just his boyfriend. Sebastian alone. That connection it afforded them was exquisite, a bond reforged over and over and made only stronger each time. The Monarch so unafraid to drop that more Kingly façade and allow the truth of his emotions to show, even his language so shifting to simply express what he felt. That feeling so evidently requiring several curse words before he so at last reached the end of those numbers.

How ridiculous it was to so realize that within the space of a mere two minutes Sebastian had very near brought him to that satisfaction entirely! Dorian balanced so precariously on the edge until he was assured but even one more touch might undo him entirely. He struggled to regain his breath and steady that breathing, his whole form feeling decidedly hot, his groin near aching with that unfulfilled need- a need that was so made entirely clear barely a moment later as he managed to sit himself upwards, drawing Sebastian's lips to his own with an almost startlingly intensity that surely expressed those ever-wavering threads of control and his utter desire for the vampire. Dorian pulling back from him only long enough to assure him that Sebastian was by far the best giver of...prizes the Monarch had managed to find in all these centuries. The vampires assurance this was mere flattery met with a playful roll of his eyes. Dorian hardly choosing to elaborate further beyond simply shaking his head. How much Sebastian did not know of the fourteen hundreds! Women in such a time were not nearly so sexually...adventurous as they might be today. A very good portion of them simply lay there and did very little. Those bolder women often off put by the notion of his Royal total so much so that they feared stepping outside the lines until Dorian had performed the same dull routine a thousand times over. Sebastian with his willingness to take up any and every idea Dorian ever had was simply incredible to the Fae.

That single moment of pause as his lips brushed back against his Consorts own was so evidently all the Fae needed to regain some measure of composure, at least, enough to so decide he was far from done with his companion yet. He shifted forward then, seeking to press the vampire back upon that couch and shift their positions, placing himself atop his lover now as his thumb brushed across the man's lower lip to so examine those curious little fangs that had brought him such exceptional satisfaction. Dorian declaring a moment later he so desired to see just how many places of pleasure he could find upon the vampire. That almost dubious agreement from his lover bringing that chuckle to his lips as he moved to turn the man's head to the side and grace the vampires neck with that first touch of his lips. That cool, smooth skin was wholly subject to his affections then, Dorian working his way downward, utilizing his tongue and teeth to craft a pattern on that flesh and tease it to sensitivity before at last letting his teeth bite firmly upon it. Dorian content to play 'vampire' tonight and so subject his lover to those places his boyfriend so often subject him. That soft moan he was rewarded with a truly wonderful sound. Dorian so adoring bringing them from his lovers lips as he continued downward. Sebastian agreeing that had surely been one.

He continued downward then, lavishing that same affection upon the man's chest, allowing his tongue and lips to offer attention to those peaks upon his lovers chest that, Dorian was sure, were far too often ignored on men despite the sensitivity they held. That soft release of air from his lover hardly missed as Dorians own hips shifted now, further coaxing that arousal from the man beneath him. Quite content to press firmly upon him in search of that friction before his path continued lower still- back to that soft inner thigh the Fae was content to tease at with his lips again, biting down upon that soft flesh and yet- this time- his hand moved to encompass that length of his lover in the same moment. This reaction was near instantaneous. Sebastian responding readily to that warm embrace, declaring four as a truly likeable place, that warm simper tracing Dorians own features as he allowed his hand to grasp him firmly, sliding the full length of the man as his breathing begun to become unsteady in response. His hand continued to work upon him for several more moments still, slightly increasing that pressure and speed before slowing, shifting his hand and beginning again. Dorian content to subject the vampire to just this caress before leaning forward to add his own tongue to that mix- allowing his hand to slide upward and his tongue to trail behind in a careful combination of both. Dorian affording both sides of him this same attention, content to have him as entirely wanting as himself. The Fae taking him fully between his lips now to explore that wealth of sensation for several long moments. Hmm. Four places it seemed. The man assured that there was but one more. Dorian leaned away at last, gently releasing Sebastian. His voice entirely thick with his own clear desire. He could simply wait no longer.

"Roll onto your side."

He waited only so long as it took the vampire to comply with that request. Dorian moving easily to lay beside and behind him. How he adored that closeness! That feeling of his lovers back against his chest and those warm breaths. The Monarch so reaching down for barely a moment to position himself just as he need be, one hand resting on Sebastian's hip to still him before rolling his own forward to enter him. God the feeling of that! Dorian unable to suppress that groan of sheer satisfaction. The Fae King affording them both several moments to adjust to that before encouraging that steady pace with another roll of his hips, encompassing himself entirely until Sebastian was so gloriously flush against him. The man content to offer his lover but one final edition now, having so learned just this from Sebastian himself, his hand sliding from the man's hip to embrace the length of him once more and coax him further towards that finish. Dorian allowing his hands to travel too- to those previously unexplored areas Sebastian had found upon himself. Affording them that gentle caress before sliding down agian. His lips pressing to his lover ear as best he was able, his own lyrics entirely breathless.

"Five."

Dorian Aragona