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How desperately close he was to that very pinnacle of satisfaction! Dorian's grip upon his lovers hips tightening, each thrust assured and wholly determined as the Monarch simply revelled in the sensations Sebastian's figure so provided him while too so ffording his lover that same pleasure. It was moments such as these that he found so decidedly exquisite.. Moments shared just between them. When he could show Sebastian just how much he loved him in every single way he knew how and too- those moments in which might enjoy that blissful closeness of that coupling and the exhausted perfection that came afterward. Sebastian's form shifted, pressing all the closer to his own until the vampire was flush against him, affording them both that depth they desired in those pivotal moments. Dorian's hand continued that firm stroke upon the length of the man for several more moments until Sebastian so clearly struggled to stave off that inevitable peak. That tightening of the vampires figure around his own bringing yet another moan to his lips. Dorian so struggling for just that final thread of control that might so allow him to make that moment all the perfect. His hand slowly eased from Sebastian's figure, gently releasing the man only to reach to the side and catch his finger within that bowl of melted chocolate, tugging it closer before allowing that sweet substance to coat his own wrist. Dorian seeking to assure that rhythm of his hips hardly faltered all the same.

He lent easily forward then, coaxing Sebastian to release that headboard and lean back into him as he did. That feeling of his fiance's back against his chest utterly satisfying all on its own, that skin on skin nothing short of glorious. Sebastian eagerly doing as he requested. Dorian's hand remained on Sebastian's hip as his arm wrapped about the man, that chocolate covered wrist held before him then. The Fae King's lips pressed to his neck in the same moment to offer it those fluttering, heated kisses to tease that sensitive skin. The moan he was rewarded with nothing short of satisfying. His own breath came heavily now, interrupted only by the sound of his own groans intermingled with Sebastian's and yet he so managed to summon those words all the same. Those accented lyrics near whispered against Sebastian's skin. Dorian entirely aiming to appeal to both that human and vampiric side of his lover now, the Fae seeking to indulge his lover in that blood, sex and chocolate all at once. His own teeth grazing the man's neck now if only to make that offer all the more clear. Sebastian reaching for that offered arm.

He so barely felt the sting of those fangs as Sebastian's bite pierced his flesh, the blood welling to the surface to mix with that chocolate and offer his lover that delightful blend. Dorian so simultaneously afflicted with the utter euphoria of that venom and his own climax as Sebastian's figure tightened around him. The Monarch utterly unable to hold back any longer. Dorian finding that finish within his lover as his hips ceased to roll any longer, the man vaguely aware of Sebastian reaching that pleasurable peak in near the same moment. The vampire's name uttered upon his lips. How glorious that bite was! How he so adored it when Sebastian offered it to him, Dorian determined assure Sebastian too was given every opportunity to enjoy all Dorian could provide him tonight. The Fae allowing his head to rest gently on his fiance's shoulder in that aftermath, his chest rising and falling heavily as he struggled to catch his breath. Sweat lacing his form in a fine sheen as he allowed the vampire to finish feeding unhindered.

It was only once Sebastian's tongue had so caressed that wound into closing that Dorian at last shifted, withdrawing himself from his lover gently before tumbling down onto that bed beside him to rest upon his chest. His hand entwined with Sebastian's own, that room filled with little more than those efforts to catch their breath. Dorian managing that soft assurance that they surely got better at that coupling each and every time, that warm simper he was provided with stirring one to his own lips before the Monarch saw fit to offer that single word they so rarely spoke aloud. That simple admittance of that love prompting those words from Sebastian in turn, Dorian utterly unable to prevent that smile that tugged at his features in response, one that only brightened all the more as Sebastian's hand reached to caress his cheek. How much those simple gestures might mean! Dorian quite assured he could near feel that love blossom all the more within his chest, that feeling of warmth near overwhelming as he eagerly returned that kiss he was offered. They so rarely said those words aloud and yet, near each and every action they offered one another so surely displayed that love they knew existed all the same.

His lips pulled gently back from his fiance then, Dorian reaching upward to push aside a few stray locks of the man's hair. Sebastian's eyes a near striking blue in the wake of that blood within his system, the Fae wholly content to admire them as his head rested back upon his lovers chest then. The sound of that 'rain' outside wholly soothing as his heart rate begun to make some efforts to slow, his breathing at last beginning to ease. For several moments longer the Monarch was merely content to simply lay in that position atop those rumpled sheets and against his fiance, his fingers toying idly with that wedding ring on the vampires finger that he simply adored to see in place. His tired figure wholly sated. That moment entirely perfect. His silver gaze glancing upward toward Sebastian then.

"We should have Charles bring that dinner and wine up- although, I am quite sure this will be sufficient while we wait."

Sebastian's desire that he eat after the vampire took but any blood from him readily prompted such a suggestion, Dorian entirely willing to satisfy all of his lover that evening. His hand reached for what remained off that chocolate and those strawberries, Dorian tugging them closer before selecting a strawberry from the pile and dipping it in the chocolate. The Monarch holding it up to his lovers lips then for the vampire to taste before moving to reach for his own. That sweetness prompting a soft sound of appreciation from within his throat. His attention returned to his lover then.

"Do you know, Bastian? I quite think I should require your help with something."

One eye lifted slightly, a grin upon his lips all the same as he so attempted to stoke at his lovers curiosity then. Dorian quite assured that this wholly perfect moment was an excellent time to so engage his lover in those discussions for one of the final choices that needed to be made for their wedding, one he looked entirely forward to deciding upon. If only because they so hardly needed to leave that bed.Dorian shifted slightly to reach for that table beside the bed once more, his ipad plucked from atop it before the Monarch so expertly opened that music library that rested within it. Much of that music having been added by Sebastian himself, the rest so added with assistance from Charles or Elizabeth or even his own PA whenever the King so heard any sort of song he found delightful enough to record.

"We need to choose some of the music for our wedding- and the song we intend to have our first dance too."

There was something wholly romantic about such a choice alone. That warm simper upon his lips still as he regarded his lover then, Dorian moving to brush his finger along one particular song on that screen, those soft, sweet notes filling that air in a matter of moments. Dorian's gaze remaining upon the vampire then, curious to see how long it might take him to recognise that Chopin piece.

"Do you remember this song, Mon Cher? It is the very first song we ever danced too, except, I quite recall you humming it back then."

That soft chuckle rose within his throat at that very memory and yet how he adored to think on it all the same! He remembered that night with a near perfect clarity, Sebastian so having taught him several new dances as they had moved barefoot about the yard and beneath that moonlight.

"I thought, perhaps, we could use it again at our wedding for our dance? Unless there is another song you might care for? We need to approve the other songs that might play throughout that ceremony and reception too- would you like to hear some of them? Emma has sent me an entire list."

He paused then, so affording his lover a moment to further hear that Chopin classic as it played. Dorian's foot content to circle idly atop that bed in time with the music and in a near memory of those steps his lover had taught him all that time ago. Steps that they had near perfected since then. Dorian assured he would have it no other way.

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