Dorian Ellington-AragonaThe King of Italy

He knew so readily the things he demanded off his lover in those all-too precarious moments. How difficult it would be to prevent the vampire so gaining his own pleasure when Dorian so strove to make use off his lovers glorious figure alone and yet, for what he so had planned, to deny Sebastian that release was surely necessary to some extent. The Fae King wholly content to continue to embrace that role his husband had so cast him in for this evening alone. That near domineering ruler wholly determined to take Sebastian himself as his prize and claim him for his very own in that age old fashion so terribly archaic and yet, here and now, so decidedly appealing to them both all at once. The mere utterance of those intentions so prompting a further tightness to Sebastian's figure around his own until another soft groan was readily stolen from him. Ah, but he would not forget Sebastian's decided enjoyment in so having those commands of sorts to follow! Those very sensations his lovers figure provided him were nothing short of exquisite and so further prompting each roll of his hips as he so readily sought that glorious friction that coaxed him only further toward his own release. Those deepy, husky tones that fell from Sebastian's lips in that single assurance that he had always belonged to him readily furthered that simper upon Dorian's own. Such words blossoming that warmth within his chest even if he so readily refused to break from that character of sorts. His delight in hearing such things surely clear in that eager press off his lips to Sebastian's shoulder and neck. Dorian wholly content to tease at that sensitive flesh as that demanding thrust of his hips became even more so. Sebastian eagerly responding and so utilizing the arms of the chair to better assist in helping to set that rhythm the Monarch desired.

How utterly tantalizing it was to hear those moans from his lover in turn! Dorian so relishing in but each and every sound he might coax from his husbands lips. That press of Sebastian's back to his chest all the more desirable if only for that feeling of skin on skin and that sense closeness that came with that very contact. The Fae King, for perhaps the first time, focused upon his pleasure alone in that moment and so veritably using his lovers fit figure for such a purpose alone. That very want upon Sebastian himself decidedly clear even despite the dress pants that still rested largely in place. That firmness that accosted the vampires form and too that veritable dampness that marked those very pants so readily giving way to how easily the vampire might be coaxed to completion in turn. Dorian wholly determined to prevent such a thing, if he was able, and if only so Sebastian might enjoy himself entirely in those moments afterward. Dorian so hardly struggling to push himself to his own pleasurable high in those moments that followed. His own hips so readily increased that pace a final time, his breathing decidedly uneven now as his gaze fluttered closed once more. That feeling of so being within the depths off his lover readily prompting those utterly blissful sensations with each and every roll. That very motion prompting Sebastian's own head to lay back against him. The vampires moans eagerly joining his own in those final moments as Dorian so afforded him those final, firm thrusts before that very high so overtook him entirely. Sebastian's name uttered several times upon his lips. His figure held readily within his lovers own as the Monarch all but filled him in that wholly glorious finish that left him near breathless in its wake.

For several moments afterwards the Fae King so merely struggled to regain his breath. His figure uttery spent and yet that satisfaction was nothing short of blissful. How pleasing that cooler touch o Sebastian's own flesh was against the too-hot feeling off his own. That fine sheen of sweat that marked them both only fueling that warmth all the more. Dorian making no effort to move for several long minutes in the wake of that coupling as his breath so steadily begun to return.. His lips so at last pressed to Sebastian shoulder, the Monarch wholly rewarded with those ardent blue eyes so peering back towards him before that suggestion to stand and untie him was given. Once Sebastian found himself ready in turn. After all, his husband had so surely waited long enough for his own need to be met! It was several moments still before his lover gingerly rose, that soft groan coxed from the Monarch once more as he so slid from within his lover. His own form decidedly sensitive in those moments and yet that warm simper lingered upon his lips in the wake of that satisfaction. Dorian waiting only so long as it took those red threads to disappear before he rose from that chair- his lips eagerly finding Sebastian's own once more as his fingers so ran through the vampires hair in just that fashion he had desired since the beginning! The vampire readily pulling him closer.

His lips ner reluctantly left his lovers own if only to mention that very...chandelier that he was near assured would assist in allowing Sebastian to have his own needs seen too. That very inquiry of whether or not the Prince had so engaged in such a thing before prompting little more then a blank look to the vampires features. Ah, but how pleasing it was to find one experience Sebastian had not yet had! It was, perhaps, not terribly surprising. Such positioning, after all, was hardly well known outside of Italy and indeed that level of fitness so required to perform i accurately only further limited how many might be confident enough to engage within it. Dorian nothing if not bold with such ideas. His fingers easily entwined with Sebastian's own in that moment, Dorian guiding him toward that carpet to prevent his figure so having to press against the cold floor. The Monarch guiding him to rest upon the ground in turn before shifting to join him. Sebastian wholly willing, it seemed, to allow himself to be guided to lie back upon that carpet and lift his knees in just the right fashion. Dorian so leaning over him then to steal but another of those sweet kisses. His very insistence Sebastian had surely waited long enough ao tugging that very chuckle from the vampire in turn as a simper found the Monarch's own lips. Dorian reaching then to remove those dress pants from his lovers figure and afford Sebastian that freedom at last!

Those pants were cast easily aside in that interim, Dorian shifting then to position himself accordingly. The Fae King so moving to settle with his back against his lovers chest, his form propped upon his elbows before reaching downward to take Sebastian gently within his hand. That very touch alone so prompting those sounds from his lover! It took barely a moment to place Sebastian just where he so needed to be. The vampires hips shifted eagerly upward as the Monarch pressed downward in turn to allow Sebastian to enter his own form. That ready sound of satisfaction coaxed from his own lips as his lover settled within him. His figure readily tightening about the vampires own in that moment as Sebastian afforded him several seconds to adjust to those sensations and the sheer firmness of the vampires own physique within him. How glorious that feeling! Sebastian's hips were quick to set that pace, Dorian rising further upward upon his arms to raise his figure and allow his own hips that more ready movement to meet his lovers needs. That very position, unusual though it was and wholly demanding upon the fitness off his own figure, was nothing short of exquisite in that very depth it afforded them both. Those very sounds of pleasure eagerly coaxed to his throat once more.

"You may do....anything you like now."

Those words were near breathless once more and yet Dorian was wholly assured to free Sebastian off those previous rules he had imposed upon him. The vampire free to take that very pleasure in any fashion he might desire, Sebastian's hand resting upon his hip then to further steady him as he strove to meet his lovers pace. Dorian hardly anticipating the vampires hand so reaching for that length of him once more. That ready embrace prompting that moan from him in turn. The Monarch distinctly....impressed with his lovers stamina here and now. Sebastian's self-control beyond what Dorian was assured he himself could surely have mastered after such veritable teasing let alone that sheer determination that so seemed to prompt the vampire to coax that firmness from Dorian's own figure once more. Dorian's body wholly inclined to begin to respond yet again in turn to those sensual strokes. That very feeling off his lover within him only furthering those glorious sensations. Another groan readily eased from his lips then. Those accented words wholly breathless as he offered them.

"Your...stamina...is incredibly impressive. After all this time.....you still surprise me..."

Even if, he was sure, that vampiric physique so allowed his lover to cheat in some things...