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How utterly intoxicating it was to be so desired in such a fashion! Dorian so relishing that press of his lovers figure closer to his own, that very desire so blatantly evident on the vampires figure as surely as much as it was upon his own and yet, that the very thought of that outdoor endeavour they were yet to embark upon might be capable of so prompting such a reaction within his lover was all-together glorious as far as the Fae King was concerned. That Sebastian might desire him just as much as he surely craved his lover in turn so had a habit of furthering that simple sense of delight and want and need that seemed to combine within himself all at once. God, but how he looked forward to that night they might have beneath the stars when that spring came to chase the chill from the air and the snow from the earth in turn. Even after all this time they had been together there was still so desperately much Dorian looked forward to in the years to come. Allowing his lover to take him beneath the moon and upon that fine carpet of grass merely one of those very things he so desired to add to that collection of thoughts upon all that was to come within their future that the Monarch so often enjoyed considering.

That soft assurance from his Consort that he had surely married him purely to achieve that very moonlit encounter readily saw that grin dance upon his own features, his arms wrapped about the vampires neck still and yet Dorian remained near intently aware off that friction between them even the subtlest of movements seemed to occur. That soft sound of pleasure catching within his throat in that subtle display of just how ever much he desired his lovers touch in that moment and in those very places. His allowed that silver gaze to roll in a simple, playful measure all the same before that impish grin seemed to find him and those italian lyrics so dared to propose that, perhaps, it was quite the other way. That he had surely accepted that proposal purely with the intent to exploit Sebastian's decided skill between those sheets for the rest of their lives. Sebastian, by far, the best sex he had ever had in his near six hundred years of life- even without the mans fangs to so push him over the edge as he so utterly adored. His lover just as skilled with his figure alone. That very suggestion that the vampire would hardly have been opposed if such had been Dorian's intention all along prompting that chuckle from him once more. Sebastian's mood seeming decidedly improved and yet Dorian so hardly dared mention it.

"It quite so appears that I do happen to adore you too. How fortunate for you."

That reassurance, he knew, was hardly needed and yet Dorian so simply desired to utter that affection all the same. Sebastian's admittance that he had, regrettably, forgotten that very promise from well over a year ago only further seeming to tug at the Monarch's amusement. Dorian assuring him that it was surely his own task to remember those very promises and next times they had once near lived for. Sebastian so having been something of an obsession for the man, that obsession, over time, hardly having lessened and yet- it had simply shifted into something decidedly more potent until his very world seemed to orbit Sebastian's sun. The vampires admittance that he surely kept him from a plethora of reasons beyond his ability to remember promises only furthering that warm simper upon his lips

"This pleases me to hear."

He commented simply. Dorian shifting within the man's arms then to step behind him. His own arms remaining wrapped about his lovers neck as his head rested upon his shoulder to offer those suggestion of what they could surely do with their evening if Sebastian desired it. After all, it was his birthday evening to enjoy. Dorian wholly determined to remove but any negativity or distress so associated with that single day- even only if temporarily. His lips teasing a pattern on the man's neck if only to further toy at his thoughts. Sebastian leaning just enough to offer him only more of that sensitive skin before abruptly announcing he wished to partake in all of those ideas. Dorian grinning against his skin. The Monarch more than willing to indulge his lover in every single one of those suggestions and yet he was quite unsure he could commit to them in the order the man suggested. Dorian entirely determined to enjoy that which was readily within his embrace now. That amendment upon his lips as his arms unwound from his lovers neck. Dorian so briefly meeting his gaze with that near impish grin once more before one hand came to rest on Sebastians hips- the other sliding down his lovers side.

That singular brush of his hand against the length of the man readily earned him that glorious groan. That sound alone so desperately arousing to the Fae in turn. Dorian assured his lover was equally aware off his own desire. The Monarch not at all assured of how long he could bare to wait for that release Sebastian alone was capable of providing him and yet he was wholly content to afford the vampire that new sensation in turn. His hand readily slid across his lovers right thigh, Dorian bringing it around and behind him to brush between them and over his butt before allowing his fingers to find that singular place that was so often kept until the very end of those intimate embraces. Dorian never quite having subject his lover to such sensations as that before and yet, as always, the Monarch was entirely willing to explore. Sebastian near instantly pressing further back against his hand. Dorian, tonight, wholly willing to afford him only more of those firm touches he seemed to desire. The Monarchs lips pressed readily back to his lovers neck then, those kisses fluttering across that sensitive flesh to pause right beneath the mans very jaw. His breath warm against that skin as he offered those near whispered words that seemed to prompt that ready response from the vampire. Dorian chuckling softly. That hand upon his lovers hip slipping forward now and towards that all-too sensitive length of the man with that clear intent off subjecting Sebastian to that touch in turn. Those breathless words halting that advance. That mention of an idea seeing that soft exhale against the vampires neck once more, that sound readily becoming a groan. English far too difficult a language for him in that moment

"Dio, sai quanto sei sexy quando dici cose del genere?" (God, do you know how sexy you are when you say things like that?)

The mention of 'ideas' it seemed, was a decidedly arousing one for the Fae. Dorian so relishing that singular word so especially when it fell from Sebastian's own lips and yet- taking up the idea so meant releasing his lover and delaying that satisfaction if only for just a little longer. Dorian hardly sure he was willing to do such a thing. The Fae entirely convinced Sebastian was wholly capable of taking him now, that brush of his fingers all but assuring it and yet- how he did adore those ideas! Such a struggle this was! Dorian so at last allowing his fingers to slip away from his lover before resting both hands upon the man's hips. A final kiss pressed to his neck, Dorian allowing his teeth to graze that skin ever so slightly in that simple promise of what was surely to come. His head resting on the man's shoulder once more

"You know I cannot ignore an idea, you wretched thing. Go on then- but, Bastian? Please do not take long. I find myself terribly wanting right now."

Whatever it was his lover had so considered he was assured it would be worth that terribly small wait all the same. Dorian not at all sure of just how long he might last beneath the touches of that very idea and yet he was near delighted to find out all the same.

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