Those softly uttered French lyrics were nothing short of murderous to him in those all-to precarious moments in which Sebastian's fingers seemed to afford him touch everywhere save that place that he craved the mans practised hand the most. That reminder that good things surely came to those who waited was met with a groan of discontent. How he did not want to wait! Patience, he was sure, was not at all the virtue it was made out to be. His body utterly yearned for his lovers in that moment, Sebastian, for once, hardly seeming to draw out that torturous 'washing' any longer before allowing his hand to slide up his inner thigh and across his hip before finally settling upon that length of himself. A moan fell readily from his lips now, his head falling back to rest upon Sebastian's shoulder in the wake of that divine assault that readily saw his breath quicken and his heart grow unsteady in its rhythm. God how he adored that sensation, that soapy wetness only adding to those tantalizing touches, Sebastian assuring a measure of firmness in each stroke all the same that readily saw Dorian's own hips begin to move in that rhythm in a near desperate bid to increase the friction as best he was able. The vampires hands continued those movements for but a few moments more before sliding back up to rest upon his hips, Dorian groaning in that frustrated dissatisfaction that came with being left wanting even if he had known surely it would happen. The Monarch content to comment upon his lover's wretchedness in that moment, his gaze flickering open once more, his body positively aching with want.

Sebastian's hands, it seemed, were hardly finished in that glorious assault. Dorian wholly aware of those fingers that slid behind him to cup at his butt before continuing that sensual exploration across his heated flesh. That gentle dip of his Consorts fingers to that most delicate place behind so resulted in that sudden, soft gasp. Dorian entirely surprised by the sensitivity of that place so normally left till last in their couplings, the man taking barely a moment to adjust to that plethora of new sensation before readily pressing back into the vampires hand and leaning further against his body in turn as those soft sounds of pleasure tugged at his throat. That softly murmured declaration that he was surely clean enough was met with a ready argument that he was absolutely not. The Monarch unwilling to have those touches end, the man wholly desperate for that satisfaction he knew Sebastian's hands were capable of bringing him and yet.....if allowed to continue they would surely not make it to that bed at all. A final groan was elicited from his lips, those breathless words uttered softly before the Fae managed to turn within his lovers grasp, drawing him into that near crushing kiss. Every bit of passion and want and utter desire pressed within that simple touch as he so encouraged Sebastian to part his lips, allowing him that truly intimate and wholly pleasurable kiss. His hands settled softly upon his lovers hips, drawing the man closer to him in that simple need for further contact and too- so allowing the vampire to feel that want he had created within him even if that arousal could surely be seen so readily upon his fit frame. Dorian so grinding that hardness against his companions own form, relishing in the heat and slickness of that water and his lover's skin for but a few moments longer before at last breaking that kiss- only to tug Sebastian beneath that stream of water in an effort to remove the soap that had become lathered across the both of them.

It was easy then, to step from that shower, his fingers interlaced with Sebastian's own as he led the man to those towels and then, once dry, from the bathroom itself and back into the bedroom. The vampire was easily positioned in the very centre of that luxuriant bed that Dorian had surely craved nearly as much as the vampire himself that night a year ago. That warm simper danced upon his features even now at the mere thought of it and how far they had come. The Fae so requesting Sebastian's hands then, the vampire holding them out as if anticipating that gift he had been promised. Amusement tugged softly at the Monarch's features as his head simply shook before producing that gorgeous silken black tie he had selected from but a myriad of others within their rather extensive closet. Allowing the vampire to so eye that piece of fabric with the sheer knowledge of what he surely intended to do. That inquiry as to where he had pilfered it from stirring that chuckle from his lips before bringing about that soft admittance.

"I did. I borrowed it while you were still asleep this morning. I need surprise you sometimes."

That ever-impish grin so adorned his features then. The Fae King moving to gently grasp Sebastian's wrists before guiding the vampires hands behind his back, crossing those wrists neatly over before binding them snugly with that tie. These knots far less forgiving then those he had tied before, the manner in which Sebastian so proceeded to test those binds assuring the Monarch that his lover so knew it as well. His lips pressed teasingly just below the vampires ear as he rested behind him, assuring the man of just how gorgeous he surely looked in black, his own voice holding those notes of arousal now at the mere sight of his lovers form so entirely for his own taking. Dorian smiling softly into that flesh of his neck at the man's assurance black looked good with everything. That- the Fae was utterly unwilling to argue with. His own form shifted once more, coming to rest upon his own knees before Sebastian now, encouraging the vampire into just such a position, allowing him those few moments to make himself comfortable before at last so offering some explanation of just what he intended to test. Dorian wholly assured Sebastian's hands would only seek to distract him as they so often did, the Monarch thereby content to remove them from play- at least for now. That look of inquisitiveness upon his lovers features only coaxing that ever-impish grin to his own before the vampires head nodded softly in acceptance.

Dorian's own figure shifted forward then, his lips pressed to the vampires own, Sebastian responding readily as he so allowed that simple kiss for but a few moments longer- Dorian's fingers lifting to tangle within those damp, dirty blonde locks as he so adored to do. The Fae but vaguely aware of those bindings affording Sebastian his first reminder that his hands could hardly be used tonight. A simple satisfaction settling within him before those first few touches of his own affinity so began to dance upon his lips, pressing softly into Sebastian's own form from that singular point of contact. Allowing him but a taste before Dorian moved away, that baffled look in response to that fleeting sensation was hardly missed and yet the Monarch was far from done with his lover just yet. His head tilted then, lips finding their way to Sebastian's neck once more, affording that place the vampire so adored his attention now as he allowed his affinity to reach for those nerve endings and sensitive places upon his skin, seeking to have them blossom beneath the caress of his lips and assault his lover with that heat and sensation and the all-but intoxicating pleasure of life in its purest form. That soft gasp that fell from the man's lips was entirely glorious to his ears, Dorian lifting a single finger then, allowing it to trace leisurely across the vampires chiselled body, down his side and back up his chest. Coaxing those nerves and sensitivities to the surface off his already living figure, leaving that pleasurable trail in his wake until Sebastian frame near seemed to quiver beneath his touch with that desire for more. How satisfying it was to see just how well his affinity might work and how glorious the results! That soft query saw the Fae lean softly away from his lover's neck now, meeting that exquisitely beautiful blue of the vampires gaze as he did.

"It is life, Mon Cher. When your body is alive it falls into the realm of that which I can manipulate. I am simply coaxing those nerves and pleasure sensors and even your very skin to blossom beneath my touch. What your feeling is simply....life in its purest fashion and life, darling, can feel glorious. I think we should see what happens when I use more than a single finger, hmm?"

With that life flowing so thickly within his lovers veins those veritable 'perks' of his undead form had, by Sebastian's own admission, been removed. Sebastian and himself perhaps, at last, upon a relatively level playing field in this. Dorian entirely curious as to the last time Sebastian's endurance had truly faltered, to when he had made him veritably beg for that release or subject him to those same blissful pleasures his venom was so capable of creating within others. Dorian wholly content to offer him everything tonight and so allow him to enjoy every pleasure a living body had to offer. His lips pressed but once more to the vampires own in a fleeting, simple kiss, Dorian shifting then to quite purposefully place two fingers upon Sebastian's chest, one eye lifting almost daringly upward before slowly dragging those two fingers down the man's chest. His fingers tracing each hard line and plain and curve of the vampire's physique, so effortlessly coaxing that pleasurable feeling in turn and in each place he touched. His exploration was so purposefully slow, the Fae so listening for each and every shift or change in his lovers breathing beneath those exquisite touches. His fingers traced steadily lower, teasing a pattern from hip bone to hip bone, the Fae relishing in that smooth, heated skin. Dorian entirely careful then to avoid that most sensitive part of the man, letting his fingers instead trace along that inner thigh, adding a third now, increasing that intensity of his affinity just a little, all the while allowing it to bring those nerves to bloom in that tortuously pleasurable exploration.

"I think I should go back up, don't you?"

After all, there was surely no place down here Sebastian might desire his touch. His voice entirely mischievous as his fingers skirted along that inner thigh once more, rising back to grace over his hip and stomach and chest. Dorian so adoring each and every sound he might manage to coax from the man with just that simple touch, his lips lowering then to press to his lovers shoulder, subjecting that flesh to a soft flurry of kisses as one hand came to rest upon his lover's chest, such things purely aimed at distracting the vampire. His words a soft murmur now as his lips lifted from that skin.

"Don't you dare fall apart now- Bastian."

Those words of warning were barely free of his lips before Dorian's free hand so reached to, at last, embrace the length of the man entirely and afford the vampire that touch where he surely needed it most. Dorian wholly curious as to just what that touch of his affinity might feel like upon this part of his lover. The Fae allowing but his fingers to stroke that length from tip to base, affording Sebastian but a moment to become aware of that new sensation before moving to encompass him entirely within the warmth of his hand and afford him those firm caresses. Dorian entirely aware that this might so bring Sebastian undone all the same, the Fae content to so test the mans endurance thoroughly tonight. This merely the beginning.

Dorian Aragona