It was Sebastian's assurance that he surely need remind him of his skills between those sheets- that Dorian had so teasingly called into question- that brought about that wholly determined kiss. Sebastian's hands coming to rest upon his hips in the same moment. Dorian delighting in the simple warmth of them and the ready press of his lovers fingers. Even that small touch so managing to encourage the Fae towards that ready state of arousal in a simple anticipation of just what he knew those hands to be capable off. Dorian at last pulling so regrettable back from his companions lips at the simple mention of that gift and too the very notion of all the reading they might so be required to do in an effort to keep on top of those ever increasing letters. Ah, but how he had so delighted in all the 'reading' they had partaken off last time! Dorian assured he might never yet forget that night and the view it had provided him of his boyfriend in those all-too glorious moments. Such a night so easily one of his favoured amongst a plethora of arguably as exceptional couplings. The Fae King so willing to suggest that they would surely need to read frequently in future. That decidedly mischievous grin upon Sebastian's own features seeming to shift into one of intrigue as one eye arched neatly upward before offering his own suggestion. Reading a little every night so evidently Sebastian's answer to staying on top of that influx of letters they received on a weekly basis. The vampire so effortlessly having seized upon that innuendo. Dorian's own features shifting into a look of surprise now before readily folding into that glorious grin, that soft sound of amusement parting his lips. Ah, to suggest he might not be able to handle a little reading every night!

"Hmm, I think we should. Avid reader though you are, I have been told I am relentless. We can only hope you will keep up. I learned to read before you- after all"

One eye lifted ever so slightly in that all-too evident tease. The Fae more than willing to rise to that challenge. Dorian entirely enjoying those moments before suggesting that shower. There was, after all, something decidedly less pleasurable about cold, wet clothing and sand littering both the floor and their bodies alike. The Monarch hardly inclined to let sand find its way into their bed. His lips pressed a final time to the vampires own, his fingers reaching to finish unbuttoning his own shirt, steadily working his way downward as Sebastian saw to that shower. Dorian entirely inclined to admire that view he was offered in the process. He intimately knew every curve and line of that man he adored and yet how he delighted in exploring it over and over again. There mere sight of his lovers fit figure alone enough to stir an ache of sorts within himself. Dorian having become but briefly distracted from the task at hand, Sebastian appearing within that doorframe to inquire as to whether or not he required help undressing, his eyes rolling but slightly in that playful fashion as his shirt was shrugged effortlessly from his frame and hung upon the chair. The Monarch taking several moments of contemplation before quite declaring he had lost all memory on how to remove pants at all.

It took barely three strides to close that distance between them, his arms wrapping easily about Sebastian's neck, the vampire effortlessly drawing him closer in those well-practised embraces. His lips eagerly found his boyfriends own once more, Dorian pressing his body back until it found the bathroom wall. The Fae King content to very near pin Sebastian between the wall and himself before deepening that kiss, his lips drawing softly on the bottom of Sebastian own to let his teeth graze it just so and further tease at his lovers senses. That groan of displeasure he was rewarded with as he lent away so entirely satisfying as Sebastian's fingers so willingly found that hem of his shorts, sliding them easily from his figure and to the floor below. The removal of that wet, clinging fabric entirely blissful in every sense and yet Dorian was so hardly done with his lover just yet. The Fae assuring him he had a question as his hand moved to tilt the vampires head just slightly to the side, Sebastian so easily allowing it as Dorian pressed all the closer- his lips finding that ever-sensitive place upon his companions neck as he so subject it to that soft flutter of kisses. That moan he was rewarded with entirely satisfying. The simple feel of skin on skin delighting him in turn before that question finally fell from his lips.

He was a curious being by nature, after all, the very capabilities of his own powers so largely unknown to him. Dorian delighting in all the ways he might find to so pleasurably test them upon his lover. The Fae wholly curious as to whether or not, with life returned to his veins, Sebastian might find himself all the more sensitive. Living flesh, after all, was surely far more responsive to those touches and caresses and plethora of sensations Dorian was capable of exacting upon it. A veritable myriad of ideas turned within his mind at that almost breathless assurance from Sebastian that his body was indeed more sensitive in this fashion, the Fae assured they might test it fully after their shower. Dorian entirely aware of that shift in Sebastian's own physical form from even that foreplay that had engaged within now. His naked physique so incapable of hiding those wants. Dorian's own surely as evident as his companions lips pressed to his own once more and the Monarch so moved to lean away. Content to leave him wanting as he often did, chuckling softly at that sigh from behind him as he stepped readily into that shower and the exquisite heat that water bathed him in. The Fae content to pilfer that shower from his lover- and to tease him of it in turn- before the vampire stepped in behind him.

Those softly uttered words stirred that simper to his own lips as droplets of water clung to the tips of his hair and his eye lashes. Dorian relishing that heat before Sebastian's arms so suddenly wrapped about his waist, tugging him softly back and flush against the vampire's body. Dorian utterly unable to suppress that soft groan of satisfaction at the simple feel of Sebastian's body against him, that water affording it a smooth slickness that was entirely tantalizing. The man allowed his head to be tilted just so as to allow his lovers lips to find his own again- that kiss far too fleeting for his liking. Sebastian's lips resting beside his ear then, the murmur that he surely needed assistance in soaping seeing that heated simper return as his lovers hand fell from his face to rest before him in that silent request for soap. That teasing query upon his lips.

"Oh do I now?"

How unable he was to deny that veritable delight he took in so envisioning just where his lover's hands might venture too! The Monarch moved to reach for that soap, placing it within Sebastian's upturned hand. Dorian relishing the feel of his back against Sebastian's chest with even that subtle movement. One arm reached easily up and backward, encircling his lover's neck, stretching his form against the length of vampires own with that gesture. Dorian so veritably offering every part of himself to his lovers caresses in an almost daring fashion. The Fae perhaps underestimating just how distracting his lover might prove to be with that soap. His lips pressed just below Sebastian's jawline- his tongue brushed briefly across that skin, sweeping the water from it before teasing a soft pattern against his wet, heated flesh with his lips. Dorian content to afford Sebastian most of that control. The Fae entirely curious as to just what the man intended with that soap. After all- he had every intention of returning but every favour once that shower was over.

Dorian Aragona