The Sun Also Rises

The vampire's assurance that he would surely take him to visit the very sort of store that sold just these curious items saw the return of that sweet simper. Dorian assured his curiosity could not be fully sated until he had seen such a place. The very idea was almost scandalous to him and yet, perhaps, so much of that veritable excitement came from the very notion such a visit was surely devilish in itself. His simple want to know what else they might sell had surely prompted the ready inquisitiveness of his mind. Dorian assured he could convince his guards to leave them for but a half hour or so unattended and instead so direct their attention to watching out for the media instead. It was for the enjoyment of the perusal of just such stores of this, Dorian was assured, that his talents for invisibility might best be utilised. Such adventures however, surely need wait for another time, the monarch holding distinctly little interest this evening in anything and everything outside of the men resting upon the edge of his bed in that very moment. That box was discarded upon the nightstand, the object itself left to rest beside Sebastian upon the vampire's promise he would show him exactly what it was for. The sheer husky tone to his lover's voice utterly arousing. Dorian simply unwilling to wait any longer. His body utterly commanding in its sheer desire to return to his Consorts embrace and so finish what they had started.

It was all-too easy to slide onto his lovers lap then, the vampire so wasting no time in helping him to remove those layers of clothing he had no care to be wearing before Sebastian proceeded to roll them both. That simple gesture alone stealing that playful sound of delight from within the Monarch as those silken sheets so eagerly seemed to embrace his body. How he had missed their sheets and their bed. That hotel room so barely holding a candle to the comfort and pleasure of home, Dorian wholly assured in that moment that his heart might be fit to burst with the simple pleasure of that singular moment so sprawled upon his bed with his lover above him in just that place he so loved to be. Sebastian's fingers so gently gracing the heated skin of his sides so quickly had a fashion of derailing his thoughts further. His entire form felt near overly sensitive to the vampires touch, his very skin responding to those caresses and so stirring that soft sound of pleasure from within him before Sebastian moved to grasp at the hem of his jeans, sliding those pants further and down his body as far as he could reach before allowing his lips to offer the length of his toned figure that flurry of gloriously tantalizing kisses. Another soft groan seemed to stir within his throat, Sebastian missing those very places Dorian was assured he desired the man the most only to have the vampire sit up just so a moment later and allow those blue eyes to rove across his newly bare form.

There was something so entirely blissful in having his Consorts gaze rove over him with such appreciation, Dorian nothing short of content beneath Sebastian's gaze and yet that simple lack of touch when he utterly craved it was maddening! Dorian was unable to prevent the manner he near squirmed upon those sheets, that utter whine echoing upon his lips in that request for further attention only seeming to inspire a grin to his lovers lips. How delightfully maddening he could be! That soft sound of query rising within the vampire then. As if he didn't know what Dorian desired from him! As if he had no idea! Wretched creature! It took terribly little to so prompt the Fae himself into action then. The Monarch sitting upward to slide his hands within his lovers own jeans only to help him remove them and deposit them onto the floor in turn before leaning upward once more to press his lips beneath the vampires jaw- making his way to that ever-sensitive neck.

Of all the lovers Dorian had so taken in all his years he was wholly assured he had never met one yet whom responded so potently to that flutter of kisses upon their neck as Sebastian did. How the Monarch so enjoyed stealing those sounds from him! Those sweet kisses so acting as a distraction of sorts for the hand that grazed his lovers thigh in those tantalizing patterns played upon skin before Dorian so at last allowed his hand to move upward and afford that most intimate part of his lover the attention it surely deserved. That groan that fell from the vampires lips was nothing short of rewarding, the shortness of the man's breath glorious to his ears before Dorians own teeth pressed against the skin of his shoulder to elicit that moan he had been searching for. An impish grin dancing upon his own features. That sound so having a way of travelling through even himself as Sebastian's head leaned back. His lovers near breathless response to his own words saw the softest of chuckles rise within himself, that warmth of his breath patterning the man's shoulder still as he kissed that very place he had pressed his teeth but moments ago, his hand maintaining that rhythm in turn. Dorian wholly welcoming every single sound he might coax from the man he loved.

"Sì grazie" (Yes please)

Sebastian's own form shifted then, moving gently from his own embrace before the vampire so reached out to tug him with him. His consort so took up a new position upon that bed then, Sebastian's head resting upon those pillows before raising his knees and so slowly allowing them to fall apart, providing just that perfect place for Dorian to nestle his own form against, his lovers hips shifting upward just so in that clear desire Dorian was only too willing to meet. The sight of his lover in that moment was utterly glorious. Sebastian's body his alone for the taking, that simple need coursing thickly within his own veins as Dorian allowed himself to be drawn forward and between his lovers limbs, leaning over and against the vampire now to find his lips in that readily passionate kiss that so held every bit of hunger and lust and utter need within its press. How blissful that feel of skin on skin was! That cooler touch to Sebastian's figure feeling all the more glorious upon the near too-hot feel of his own in that moment. The Fae so readily lent back then, his hands brushing against his lover's sides only to settle upon Sebastian's hips and further adjust that position just so against himself, placing himself just where he needed to be against his lovers form. Such a position was wholly rare for the pair and yet tonight that intimacy of sight it was sure to provide him was nothing short of so exactly what he desired.

His hands tightened briefly upon Sebastian's hips, providing but that momentary warning of what was sure to come before his own rolled forward to enter him, the groan of satisfaction was forced from within him in that moment at the sheer bliss of that embrace. Dorian paused then, the Fae struggling to restrain himself and yet so providing his lover that chance to adjust to that momentary discomfort before rolling his hips forward over and over again until he found himself entirely within his lover and so subject to that utter wealth of sensation and pleasure Sebastian alone could provide. His own breath had rapidly risen, a soft groan so punctuating each movement as his gaze fluttered closed in response to that sheer feel of his companions body. God but how he had missed this! Dorian no longer capable of remembering why he had ever left to begin with, Italy be damned. The man assured he could never leave his lover behind again no matter how practical it had been to do so. Those Italian lyrics that followed were little more than a moan of sorts upon a near breathless exhale as his pace so increased, the pleasurable pressure readily building in search of that glorious release.

"Dio, ti senti....meraviglioso" (God, you feel....amazing)

Dorian Aragona