There was something so perfect, so captivating, about that more ardent kiss he so requested from his lover as he settled upon the mans lap. Sebastian's hands cupping his butt to provide that increased stability and so allowing the Monarch to deepen that kiss. He could hardly deny the simple pleasure he took in those sweet, chaste kisses they offered the crowds and the public at large within that church and yet there was something far more passionate and distinctly more meaningful in the way Sebastian's lips readily parted for him now. Dorian so eternally adoring just this type of kiss. The man utterly unable to prevent that soft sound of satisfaction that stirred within the back off his throat and readily seemed to prompt that increasing state of arousal in his lover in turn. How splendid a kisser Sebastian was! The vampire so entirely the very best lover the Fae King had ever had in every way and yet, Dorian remained near certain that Sebastian possessed a truly distinct talent for those sweet kisses. The Monarch assured he might never have enough.

His own tongue shifted but slightly within the depths of that kiss, Dorian readily seeking that sharpened pont off his lovers favored right fang to press the very tip of his tongue against it. Those small droplets of blood welled readily to the surface then, affording Sebastian that near teasing taste of the crimson liquid the Monarch knew so readily he adored. Dorian so eternally striving to appeal to every part off his lovers nature. The Fae never having shied away from that vampiric nature that so existed within the man he adored. Indeed, he could so hardly deny how thoroughly enjoyed just what Sebastian was capable off affording him with those very fangs. Sebastian leaned near eagerly forward then, Dorian only further embracing that kiss for several moments longer before at last leaning away only long enough to rid the man of that now unbuttoned dress-shirt, his fingers to unashamedly exploring those chiseled plains he knew so well and yet never ceased to adore. He leaned forward eagerly once more, rewarding them both with that glorious feeling of skin on skin. That simple sensation alone readily increasing his own arousal as Sebastian all-too eagerly found his lips more- rolling them gently back and onto that bed as he did.

The Monarch shifted but slightly in the wake of that new position, re-adjusting his figure to straddle his lovers hips now. The mere sight of the man beneath him so blissfully appealing. That utter want tugging furiously at him now at that sight alone! No sooner had that new position been found then Sebastian's hand slipped softly against his side, sliding effortlessly between his skin and and those undergarments. That singular, first touch against those terribly sensitive parts of his physique readily prompting a sharp intake of breath. His figure responded near instantly to the stroke of those fingers, a soft groan stirring within his throat as his own hand reached easily downward to unfasten those dress pants and afford his lover all the more access. Sebastian, it seemed, equally willing to oblige that silent request. The vampires touch all the firmer as his hand embraced the length of him. Dorian relishing that sensation- and yet- he had so hardly forgotten Sebastian either.

His hands reached smoothly down once more, undoing that button and zip of Sebastian's own pants to provide his husband with at least some measure of relief from the restriction of those garments. His own figure lent forward then, his lips pressing to that overly-sensitive flesh of his lovers neck. Dorian knowing readily just how much the man so responded to such kisses, the Monarch striving to coax those very sounds from him as his teeth and tongue so painted a pattern on that flesh that continued in a pleasurable downward path to his collarbone. Those continued strokes off his lovers hand against him were nothing short of glorious, his pants utterly restrictive now and yet he remained near determined to prompt just such pleasure within Sebastian in turn. That first groan that fell from the Prince's lips was altogether soft and yet it was all he needed to allow his thumb to brush against the man's upper lip before finding that sharpened point once more. His thumb pressed against it now as Sebastian stilled. That blood once more readily coaxed to the surface.

He leaned but gently away from his lover then. Sebastian's hand regretfully forced to halt in its own endeavours as the Monarch sat up once more, resting upon the man's hips still as he near examined that bloodied thumb. A perfectly impish grin finding his features now. That thumb brushed easily against his neck, leaving that tempting crimson trail in its wake. Dorian reaching downward then to brush it against his side before shifting lower still and trailing that appendage across his hip. He paused but briefly once more, his fingers hooking within the hem of those dress pants and boxer shorts beneath to push them down just enough to expose those most intimate parts of himself already coaxed to a clear firmness in the wake of Sebastian's touches. His gaze shifted readily to his husbands then. Dorian so utterly adoring that look upon the vampires features and the way he bit his lower lip. The utter desire reflected there so gloriously captivating. His thumb gently massaged that blood against that soft, sensitive flesh off his groin in that singular place he knew Sebastian favoured so distinctly and yet- that he rarely partook off if only for how slow that wound could be to heal and the faint sensitivity of it as it did. That near questioning look he was offered was met with a simple and yet distinct nod of permission. Dorian entirely assured of just what he desired from Sebastian tonight. His gaze dropping once more to guide his thumb across that final place. Dorian's hand near embracing himself in that moment as he afforded that length those final streaks of crimson in turn. That final act, it seemed, more then Sebastian could bear to be witness too without some action. Dorian readily having intended just as much.

That near soft chuckle fell from him then as Sebastian reached suddenly forward, the vampires lips finding his neck before that brush of his tongue, searching for that scarlett trail, licked gloriously against his neck. That near shudder of pleasure finding his frame as he did. Dorian easily allowed himself to be tugged further onto that bed then, Sebastian rolling their forms a moment later to position Dorian beneath him, the glorious touch of those silken sheets against his bare back only further satisfying as Sebastian continued that pleasurable downward trail he had crafted. His hips shifted near obediently, lifting upward to allow the vampire to dispose of those pants entirely. The relief in being free of them near palpable as Sebastian's lips and tongue found his hip, the man's hand tracing that skin of his clean thigh in a fashion decidedly distracting and yet one that only further coaxed that anticipation within him. That utter desire positively an ache now.

He could hardly prevent that soft groan as Sebastian so finally reached his thigh, kissing that flesh before briefly searching for the vein beneath. The subtle brush of the vampires fangs near readily saw the Monarchs frame tense in anticipation. The mere touch of those teeth alone was decidedly arousing. The Fae near perfectly conditioned to respond to even the chance of that bite he adored and that chemical he was near addicted too in the very best of ways. Those fangs readily plunged into his flesh but a moment later, that touch of pain all but obliterated in the wake of that intoxicating venom that flooded his system with that undeniable pleasure. Dorian unable to prevent the moan that fell from his lips as his head fell softly back against those sheets. Sebastian, he knew, more than capable of bringing him that ultimate release with those bites alone. Dorian hardly having forgotten that first ever night in Belton. He was aware, dimly, that the vampire had hardly stopped to feed as he had anticipated.Sebastian neatly closing those wounds as that venom continued to run rampant within his system. Dorian hardly anticipated that further shift downward as he lent slightly upward once more, balancing upon his elbows. That impish grin he was offered seeing both his eyes widen in clear realization of Sebastian's decidedly wretched intention! The vampires lips parting a moment later to take him fully within his mouth. The combination of that simple sensation and venom readily seeing Dorian's head roll backward in utter pleasure as that groan vibrated within him.

"Jesus Christ."

The words were a near breathless utterance. Those sensations utterly exquisite. His hips shifted easily, seeking to find a rhythm with Sebastian's lips and further increase that friction. One hand reached forward, nestling within those thick locks off his lovers hair as it rested at the back of Sebastian's head, Dorian seeking to encourage him to take only more of him in that moment. God but he would hardly last long like this, not with that venom so rampaging within his veins. Another moan left his lips then. His breath decidedly unsteady now. Those words uttered between those glorious waves of sensation.

"God....that feels...so good."

Those very words were halted by another groan. His fingers tightening within his lovers hair as his hips only increased that pace ever so slightly. That pleasurable peak readily within reach now. The Monarchs breath readily increasing which each of those practised strokes and yet Sebastian so hardly stopped in any sense. Dorian utterly unable to hold back that release any longer, that distinctly Italian curse upon his lips in that all-too satisfying moment as his hips rolled firmly against Sebastian that final time. The Fae left utterly breathless in the wake of it as his head fell back against that bed. That venom, it seemed, entirely capable of inducing that high. Sebastian appearing distinctly satisfied with himself and yet- Dorian was so hardly finished in any sense of the word. That ready simper finding his lips in the wake of that release.

"Come here you."

He readily beckoned that vampire back towards him then, his arms reaching upward to wrap back around his lovers neck as the vampire lent over him. His lips eagerly found Sebastian's own in that wholly passionate kiss once more, that gesture so laced with that ready affection and adoration and love that seemed to encompass all of him. His hands shifted then, sliding down Sebastian's sides once more to reach those already loosened dress pants and push them from the man's figure entirely. Dorian leaning upward then, guiding Sebastian with him to coax the man to his knees, the Monarch moving to rise to then. His lips pulled gently from the vampires, that near teasing simper touching them once more as his hand brushed across his lovers hip before dipping downward to take Sebastian firmly in his own grasp. His fingers firmly exploring that already hardened length. Dorian affording him several of those sensual strokes if only to assure he was entirely ready before the Monarch easily turned. His back lent into the hard plains of Sebastian's chest as he simply pressed back into the vampire with clear want. Dorian by no means a selfish lover and indeed, he was wholly determined to assure Sebastian found the peak in turn..