There was something so decidedly and blissfully perfect about that aftermath. A different sort of perfection to that very intercourse itself. One that existed in the wake of that heavy breathing, those warm bodies and too- that sensation of being but utterly spent in the wake of that pleasurable high. His own figure was readily tainted with the slickness of sweat and too- the very wetness from those fluids of his own release against Sebastian's figure and yet the Monarch so hardly made any true effort to move just yet. Those feelings of satisfaction nothing short of eclipsing. Dorian so relishing in that simple closeness that so always came in the moments after. The Fae King near lazily leaning forward to allow his lips to brush but a final time against the vampires own in that decidedly tired fashion, his fingers reaching upward to brush but several stray locks of hair from his lovers eyes with that tender affection before remaining content to settle upon his chest for several moments yet. How truly exceptional this night had so proven to be! Even if it had taken far longer then Dorian so truly desired to achieve those moments alone with his husband. For several more moments the crackling of that fire and too- the soft sound of that music was all that could truly be heard amongst their steadying breathing. Dorian, for the first time since that veritable teasing dance, paying but any attention to that song. The Monarch near surprised to find that music was still playing at all. Sebastian too seeming but equally surprised. The vampire so querying that very song choice, Dorian allowing that soft chuckle to hum from within his chest. A warm grin spreading across his features.

"Ah, but I am eternally surprising, Mon Cher. I quite like several of their songs, actually."

He admitted softly. The Monarch so rarely displaying any intrigue in those more modern songs if only for how rarely he so understood them.. Dorian shifted upon his lovers figure to at last ease himself upward and allow Sebastian to slip from within himself. Such actions decidedly gentle if only for the distinct sensitivity that surely existed upon both their figures in that moment. His lover groaning softly with that very action before the Monarch easily lay himself down once more, his side pressing against his husbands own as his limbs so interwove with the vampires and Sebastian's head came to rest easily upon his own shoulder in a manner decidedly contenting. Those accented lyrics so leaving the Monarch once more in that simple assertion that they should surely work with sofas or chairs more often if only for how decidedly good they were at such things. Sebastian, for his part, appearing decidedly bemused over such a request before insisting that perhaps, next time, he might yet make use of one again. The very utterance of that near infamous 'next time' so readily prompting that simper to the Fae Kings lips once more. Ah, but how delightful such a sentence might be!

"I shall look forward to it."

He offered readily. That very simper upon his lips so suddenly fading as an entirely different sensation so readily seemed to overtake him. Dorian's gaze but suddenly widening in both that surprise and too that very realisation of just what that sensation was. What remained off his lovers venom only now beginning to ravage his system and prompt those waves of pleasure and too- a wholly renewed desire. That very worry that seemed to taint his lovers figure as Sebastian sat more upright was so hardly missed and yet in that moment the Monarch could do little more then allow that sensation to pillage his figure, that sft groan teased from within his throat before his head fell back against that sofa. His readily spent figure breathing more heavily again. How glorious those sensations were! Even if truly unanticipated. Dorian unable to prevent that genuine laughter that fell from his lips along with that veritable explanation. Sebastian too, readily seeming to have settled once more with that realization of just what had prompted that shift. The vampires head returned to his shoulder in that comfortable closeness. Dorian wholly willing to allow his lover to take his hand in that moment and intwine their fingers as he desired.

"This, I quite suspect you need not worry after. I rather like the feeling. You were quite right too you know, sex is an excellent cure for the hangover. I feel significantly better."

That ready, teasing chuckle so fell from his lips once more. Dorian so allowing his silvered gaze to meet his lovers own in that moment before that very request, difficult thought it was, to alleviate those new symptoms that afflicted his figure seemed to earn him a near undignified snort from his companion. The Monarch chuckling once more at that insistence that kiss was surely far to much effort only for his husbands free hand to reach upward and allow his thumb to softly run across his jaw line. That decided tenderness nothing short of exquisite. The sweet, tender kiss that followed equally so. Dorian's gaze fluttering but briefly closed in the wake of it, that gesture readily returned.

"You are a very good kisser. I know I have told you before, but it is decidedly true."


The Fae King snuggled all the closer into his lovers side then, that tiredness tugging at his figure and yet that very feeling was nothing short of blissful. That very scent and presence of Sebastian against him entirely contenting and but a perfect ending to that very evening- of that he was assured.