How he so utterly adored that feeling of skin on skin at last! Dorian working with a ready efficiency to remove those pants from his lovers figure that he was assured had been in place to long. Dorian, once more, wholly thankful for his own lovers lack of underwear in that singular moment. The removal off those pants so offering him access to those very parts off his lover he desired in those moments and indeed- those parts of Sebastian himself the vampire was surely desperate to have attended to in turn. How satisfying it was to see just how well his tease had so managed to coax that decided firmness to his lovers figure, a warm simper so dancing upon the Fae Kings features in a clear pleasure at the sight of that arousal upon his lovers fit figure before Dorian shifted forward to straddle his husbands lap and so afford them both at least some of that very closeness he was assured they both desired. That utterly blissful feeling of skin on skin only furthered those very desires and too that utter feeling of affection for the man whom rested beneath him. Sebastian's venom continuing to heighten but each one of those feelings until that very declaration of love itself so fell from the Monarch's lips. How true those words were. How readily he meant but each one! He loved Sebastian far more deeply, more passionately, more irrevocably then he had ever loved anyone or anything in all his years off life. These very couplings perhaps the only way in which he could truly express those very emotions of adoration, his hands running through his lovers perfect locks of dark hair only to bring his lips to Sebastian's own once more in that intimate kiss. Those very words of love from Sebastian himself so wholly treasured. That gesture holding within it ever bit of love and desire the Monarch could so manage to summon in that moment. Dorian so readily seeking only more off that blissful venom in turn- the Fae so readily having embraced that curious taste. Those chemicals heightening each one of those desires within himself and too- coaxing those very feelings of pleasure to ravage at his system. And oh how they did! Those ready groans falling freely from the Monarch's lips.

Dorian's own hips shifted forward, the Fae so desperately seeking that furthered friction against those parts of himself that surely desired it most. That feeling of Sebastian's own desire against him wholly arousing in turn and yet how readily he desired more then that feeling of firmness against his stomach and groin. Neither man, it seemed, truly in need of that furthered foreplay despite the pleasure that so existed within it. That soft, firm press of Sebastian's hands to waist readily prompting the Monarch to break that kiss and shift his own frame once more, affording Sebastian those few moments to position himself in the way he desired. Dorian decidedly quick to recognise that very position they had shared upn their wedding night. The sofa they found themselves upon now so demanding perhaps some slight variation and yet the Monarch was quick to respond to that idea all the same. Dorian so hardly needing any true guidance to understand just what his lover desired in that moment as he adjusted his figure to rest above the vampires own before easing himself slowly downward to allow Sebastian to guide himself within him.

That very sensation was nothing short of exquisite, that sharp intake of breath from Sebastian himself equally as satisfying in turn. Dorian paused but briefly to allow his own figure to adjust before pressing downward once again until the vampire was entirely encompassed within himself. That feeling of fullness alone nothing short of blissful and so prompting those soft moans to his lips before his frame at last begun to move and further those incredible sensations with each motion. Those very sounds of pleasure that tugged at his throat easily met Sebastian's own. That position so allowing Dorian control of that pace and affording them both a very depth they surely desired. Yet how that venom so assaulted his system! Those chemicals from that kiss they had shared in those minutes before reaching the Monarch's bloodstream in that moment, those sensations of pleasure only furthered upon his figure. Dorian readily tightened around his lover as those feelings embraced him, his hips increasing that pace as Sebastian's own head lay back against the sofa, the vampires hands resting still upon his hips to help him keep that balance as yet another groan rolled readily from within him.

Dorian lent slightly forward in that moment, his hips never breaking that very rhythm as his lips fluttered against that sensitive skin off his lovers neck that had been so readily exposed, those very sounds he coaxed from within the vampire utterly satisfying. That very peak of pleasure so entirely within his reach now, his pace increased yet again. Dorian's lips finding Sebastian's own near desperately, the Monarch largely oblivious to that brush of Sebastian's hand between them both until he felt Sebastian's fingers encompass him once more. That very embrace his veritable undoing. How glorious that felt! That final wave of venom Sebastian offered so prompted those moans from his lips and against Sebastian's own, the vampires hips shifting in turn until those final, firm thrusts so brought them both over that edge. That very sensation of Sebastian so taking that release within him nothing short of exquisite, his name upon his lover's lips heard somewhere in between those groans upon his own as that wave of pure pleasure overtook them both and Dorian so found that release in turn. Sebastian's name uttered several times over in the midst of that high. The Monarch quite assured that his husbands name nearly belonged amongst those sounds. Dorian left utterly breathless in the wake of that coupling, his hands so coming to rest upon his lovers chest as he struggled to catch his breath, Sebastian's frame as slick with that sweat as his own and yet- how he adored that aftermath in turn.

It was several long moments before the Monarch so leaned forward again to press that near lazy kiss to Sebastian's lips once more, one hand reaching upward to brush the hair away from his husbands bright blue gaze. A warm simper finding Dorian's own lips as he merely continued to rest atop his lover in that clear, tired satisfaction. The sounds of their breathing all that could truly be heard. Dorian vaguely aware that music was still playing and yet exactly which song they had just made love too he was so hardly aware in any sense. The Fae King so having focused on little else save Sebastian in those moments. Dorian's own figure shifted but a final time then, easing Sebastian gently from within himself before the Monarch settled himself upon that sofa beside him. That lazy, contented simper still in place as his legs so entangled with Sebastian's own in that gentle affection. That desire for closeness still decidedly strong within him as his side pressed into his lovers own. His breathing so finally steady enough to permit those words.

"Do you know, I quite think we should increase our repertoire with chairs and sofas. We are very good with them."

Such words were very near teasing, that soft chuckle humming within his throat. Those blissful sensations of satisfaction turning strongly within him and yet that very simper upon the Monarch's lips so momentarily faltered- only to be replaced with a near inquisitive look. What a truly unusual feeling that was. Dorian's own lips parted once more with the clear intention of offering his lover but some indication of just what was occuring before his eyes so suddenly proceeded to widen in surprise.

"Oh, heavens..."

Those words were so barely free off his lips before those very sensations proceeded to take hold off him once more, that soft groan of pleasure so readily drawn from him then. The Monarch's head falling back upon that sofa, that slight breathlessness returned to him and yet- that soft sound of sweet, genuine laughter so easily parted his lips then. Dorian so entirely unconcerned, it would seem, with just what was occuring in those moments. That silver gaze turned back toward Sebastian then.

"I think perhaps some of your venom has only just now found its target."

That manner by which that very venom had been delivered, after all, was far less efficient then that injection so directly into his bloodstream. Those very chemicals instead forced onto a path of slower, more sustained release when offered in that saliva. Yet another wave of that very pleasure so proceeding to eclipse him then and yet the Monarch so hardly seemed concerned in the slightest. After all, such a sensation was hardly unpleasant in any sense. That near impish grin so returned to the Monarch's features then as he eyed the vampire reclined beside him upon that couch in that singular, perfect moment in time in which the Monarch was sure but all was right within the world.

"I think I shall have to ask you to do something for me, difficult though it is. I think I surely require you to kiss me again, it is the very cure for these feelings I am sure."