His Royal Majesty

Dorian Ellington-Aragona

The King of Italy

How well he knew each and every curve of his lovers figure. How well he knew each and every line and muscle and yet- how he never, ever tired of it. In that time they had been together they had surely taken one another countless times and yet Sebastian remained by far his most favoured lover of any he had taken in his long life. His husband, quite simply, the best he had ever had. Sebastian's very skill between those sheets simply incomparable and yet that very emotion that so came with loving his husband was by far the most significant it had ever been with any being. Dorain, quite simply, adoring each and every moment in which they might be alone together and without the weight and eyes of the world upon them. Those moments in time in which they might be with just one another so distinctly treasured by the Fae King. This very moment now equally so. Sebastian, after all, was a veritable addiction. Those very sensations of creating that need within his lover only furthering that utter want within himself. Both men, tonight, lacking but any of their normal patience for that extended foreplay or exploration. Dorian's soft request to have Sebastian kneel readily seeing his comply as Dorian so moved to take up that position behind him. That ready feel of Sebastian's back agianst his chest, that sensation of skin on skin, so utterly glorious all on its own. How he relished that closeness! Yet, here and now, it was so hardly enough. Dorian so reached down between them then to position that length of himself just as he needed to be before that roll of his hips to readily allowed him to enter his lovers figure.

How irrevocably glorious that sensation! That soft gasp upon Sebastian's lips readily echoed with that moan upon his own. The sheer, glorious tightness off his companions body nothing short of blissful. The Monarch pausing for barely a moment before thrusting his forward again and again until the entire length of himself was pressed easily within his lovers figure in turn. The Dae King very breath becoming rapidly unsteady as several more groans of sheer satisfaction fell from within him. Sebastian felt nothing short of incredible! Dorian so uttering those very words. That chuckle that admittance so prompted within his lover so readily becoming a moan. That very action only prompting the vampires figure to tightening around him all over again. Dorian's very gaze fluttering closed in response to that sheer wealth of glorious sensation he was assaulted with. Both hands so came to rest upon Sebastian's waist then, Dorian simply incapable of remaining still any longer, his hips so readily beginning to roll once more and set that very rhythm and pace they both desired. Dorian so gently coaxing Sebastian forward and onto his hands and knees then in that all but ancient position and yet ow readily it so provided them both with further depth. Another soft groan so echoing from within his throat as Sebastian took up that very position. Dorian eagerly increasing his pace in that moment that followed. Those sounds of pleasure that fell readily from his husband's lips in turn so exquisite to hear! Dorian so adoring to coax those sounds from within him! How terribly arousing they were to hear, to know that he was so surely to cause of them!

How unanticipated tht near tentative utterance from his lover was. The sound off his name upon Sebastian's lips so prompting his attention and yet how unexpected that very request for that life so surely was. Dorian assured he could count on one hand alone the times his lover had ever asked such a thing of him and yet- he saw no reason at all to deny Sebastian what he desired in those moments. Even if such a thing so surely required more concentration from himself then he was so currently capable of providing. Dorian so struggling to slow that roll off his hips. How those very urges so fought agianst him! The Fae King readily affording his lover his agreement to that idea before he so managed to still himself entirely. Dorian ever so gently withdrawing himself from within the depths of his companion then. That very sound of protest from his husband prompted a simper to his lips. Dorian wholly eager to return himself to his lover and yet- that very affinity for life so demanded from him a concentration Sebastian's very figure all but robbed from him! How readily that power so responded to his call. Dorian leaning forward then to press his lips to Sebastian's shoulder. That very kiss so imbued with that affinity, that gesture so pressing that life into his lover in turn. Dorian wholly oblivious to the notion that this was far more then Sebastian had anticipated. The Monarch's mastery of that power so allowing that life and light to spread like near wildfire through his husbands figure- chasing away every touch of death and cold. Death itself, in that moment, forced to yield to Dorians own power. That life embraced him readily and returned that warmth and colour to Sebastian's very figure. The vampire, in that moment, so robbed of all but his fangs and yet- how utterly beautiful he looked as that very living man he should always have been.

Dorian paused for several moments then, allowing Sebastian to simply feel that world around him. A living body, after all, was far more sensitive to the world itself and yet- those very wants still remained distinctly unfulfilled. Dorian's hand coming to rest upon his lovers hip then, that faint touch of his power summoned to his fingertips alone then to tease as those very nerves in his lovers hip. Dorian wholly capable, now, of commanding but every pleasurable sensation within his lovers figure with those near overdoses of that life upon every place he touched. That soft utterance as to whether or not his lover was ready so prompted the Monarch to pause once more. That very act, now, so sure to be significantly more intense then before. Sebastian's already more sensitive figure so set to be veritably overwhelmed with those sheer sensations of pleasure of that came from Dorain's own ability to focus his own power upon those more intimate parts off his own figure. That soft murmur of affirmation upon his husbands lips so readily saw the Fae King position himself once more. Dorian eagerly rolling his hips forward then to re-enter his lovers figure. The sheer warmth alone a veritably glorious assault agianst him. Dorian groaning readily in appreciation of that feeling and yet- that very gasp from Sebastian so coaxed that simper to his lips once more. The Monarch allowing his affinity to flare in those moments and summon each of those pleasurable nerves and sensations in his lovers figure to life. Dorian readily beginning to thrust once more, each roll off his hips so punctuated with another flare of that power. Dorian wholly aware that the sheer intensity of that act was sure to bring his lover undone in a matter of mere moments and yet how readily he strove to do just that.

Those very sounds that fell from his lover were nothing short of wonderful to hear. Dorian so increasing that pace and rhythm once more. That pleasurable high so easily within reach now as Sebastian lowered himself down and onto his forearms, his husbands hands balling into fists as he gripped those sheets. Dorian taking a ready satisfaction in so prompting that very reaction from within his lover. That fine sheen of sweat so readily beginning to overtake his own figure, his own breathing decidedly uneven and yet ho readily Sebastian's living figure so responded in turn. The vampires frame near slick with that sweat beneath his hands. Dorian relishing in the sounds of those eager moans and uneven breath. A final flare of that power all it took for Sebastian to come apart with barely a warning. That final, loud groan peeling from the vampires lips before that sudden, near intense tightening off his husbands figure in those moments of release readily drew that moan from Dorian himself. God, how incredible it felt! The Fae King content to afford his companion several more off those thrusts before his own figure so found that glorious high. A single firm, final roll of his hips so saw Dorian's grip upon his husbands figure tighten, Dorian holding himself within his companion then as he found that release within his lovers figure. His own heavy breaths joining those veritable gasps from Sebastian in the wake of that intense release.

Dorian was content to catch his breath for but a few moments before gently withdrawing that length from his husbands sensitive figure. The Fae King rolled easily onto his back then and beside his husband. His breath still unsteady and yet- for once- it was sebastian who seemed by far the more exhausted. The sheer intensity off his own power so coupled with the mans living figure, one that was forced to rest far more than that vampiric one so having not only evened that veritable playing field but tipped it in Dorian's own favour. The Monarch unable to help that near smug simper that danced playfully across his features then. Dorian shifting to press his lips to his husbands cheek. His silver gaze so meeting that bright, brilliant blue of Sebastian's own.

"I do love you, you know. I also quite adore seeing you tired every now and then. It's quite satisfying."